Chapter 122
"The bamboo shoots delivered to Changqingguan yesterday weighed less than fifty catties."

Shen Yue'e said anxiously: "I have to go down the mountain and ask Da Zhuang and Xiao Ni what's going on?"

"Don't ask!"

Su Cao waved her hand: "Didn't I tell you a few days ago that I want to take some time off? Just in time, I'm embroidering handkerchiefs and purses these days. The fish I embroidered for Young Master Ji is almost ready , Fat is a little fatter, it can be regarded as a fat fish, it looks delicious."

"Are you still in the mood to joke at this time?"

No one brought bamboo shoots, Shen Yue'e thought about meeting Changgui's daughter-in-law yesterday.

Changgui's daughter-in-law had the best relationship with her on weekdays, but when she saw her, she ran faster than a rabbit with half a basket of bamboo shoots.

She still felt strange at the time, but now she thinks about it.

"Cao'er, you said that no one brought the bamboo shoots. Is it because everyone in the village is thinking about soaking sour bamboo shoots? I ran into Changgui's sister-in-law yesterday, and I also brought half a basket of freshly dug bamboo shoots."

Shen Yue'e frowned and said: "No one brought the bamboo shoots, the business of soaking sour bamboo shoots will be ruined, but we have signed an agreement with Fu Xiang Ji, if we can't deliver the goods by then, we can lose the old one."

"No compensation!"

Su Cao lifted Shen Yuee's frowning brows away with a smile: "Look at your sad face, a beauty looks good only when she smiles, a smile is three-pointed, come and give me a smile."

Shen Yue'e was anxious to death: "Cao'er!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore!"

Su Cao put her arms around her shoulders: "I calculated yesterday that we have [-] catties of sour bamboo shoots that have not been shipped, and the Qian's grocery store is also selling sour bamboo shoots. For the time being, sister Zhou and the others at the market will not be able to do business." If there is improvement, the shipments of Fuxiangji Shanhuo shop will also decrease, and Aunt He will not be able to produce a few jars of bamboo shoots."

"Mingzhu Town is only that big. Because the Qian family stepped in, the sour bamboo shoots market became saturated for a while, and the shipments dropped sharply. The two thousand catties of soaked sour bamboo shoots in our hands can last at least a month."

Su Cao gave him an analysis: "At this time, if we continue to soak [-] catties a day, then we will have a backlog of inventory, and soaking sour bamboo shoots for a long time will also affect the flavor, so it is not appropriate to have too much inventory. So, take advantage of this opportunity , let's take it easy."

"Then let Mr. Qian grab our business?"

Shen Yue'e finished speaking unwillingly, and said anxiously: "The Qian's grocery store sells sour bamboo shoots, and the villagers are also secretly thinking about soaking sour bamboo shoots. You said that Zhu Town is only this big, can we continue to sell sour bamboo shoots in the future?"

"Yes, why not? After a few days, the spring bamboo shoots will come out of the ground. It's not that we don't have any bamboo shoots, but that the sellers begged us to buy them, understand? Besides, people in Mingzhu Town want to eat sour bamboo shoots. People in China also want to eat sour bamboo shoots, the market is so big, we can’t just put our eggs in the small basket of Mingzhu Town.”

Shen Yue'e understood: "The sour bamboo shoots business is going to continue, we have to spread the business outside Mingzhu Town, like Pan Shaodong's family sold our sour bamboo shoots to the county, so the sales volume is large."

"Wrong, it is to spread the sales of sour bamboo shoots to the high-end market outside Mingzhu Town."

Su Cao explained: "We cooperate with Fuxiangji, and we are in the high-end market. What Qian Dong's family steals is only the low-end market. The recipe for soaking sour bamboo shoots is not difficult to figure out. Sooner or later, other people will come out to sell them in the market. Sour bamboo shoots."

Su Cao squinted slightly, and there was a hint of calculation in her eyes: "Master Qian shouldn't have bought Aunt Chang secretly and tricked me behind my back. Since he likes to rob people so much, let him Taste the taste of losing everything..."

 Caoer: Today is the day I want to recommend Piaopiao

  Mr. Ji: Today is another day when I want to recommend tickets

  Young Master Ji: Today is another day when I want to recommend tickets

  


(End of this chapter)

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