The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 70
Su Cao spoke eloquently: "Besides, sour bamboo shoots are a delicious dish. You can put some time in porridge, rice and noodles. A catty of sour bamboo shoots can eat several meals."

"It's like this. I happen to have a bad appetite these days, so let's have a taste of it!"

"Okay! This is a catty of bamboo shoots from my aunt."

Su Cao cast a glance at Shen Yue'e, signaling her to accept the twenty Wen from the aunt.

Shen Yue'e was a little silly, she could speak well, she often talked about her elder brothers, she was so weak compared to Su Cao.

Especially next, a pretty maid came to try it, and said that the sour bamboo shoots were appetizing and she wanted to buy some back for her lady to taste.

Su Cao persuaded her to buy the jar together, so that the sour bamboo shoots could be preserved for a longer time. Shen Yuee was dumbfounded by the way she made people talk in a daze.

Even the worthless jars were sold for 120 Wen, the sour bamboo shoots with jars, and the five catties of sour bamboo shoots sold for [-] Wen.

The two elder sisters who sell vegetables are attracted by her, and the customers who have bought the sour bamboo shoots will see that the vegetables on the side are fresh, and they will also take a handful along with them.

"Four jars of bamboo shoots, one jar of five catties, the 420 catties of bamboo shoots I brought today sold for a total of [-] Wen, plus the [-] Wen that my sister bought for the jar, the total is [-] Wen."

Counting coppers under the eaves of the street corner, Shen Yuee was so excited: "Cao'er, you are so good, a catty of fresh bamboo shoots only sells for two yuan, and you make sour bamboo shoots for twenty yuan, which is ten times the price. The pot you brought with me in Lincun can be picked up today, so what are you waiting for, let's go back and pickle the bamboo shoots!"

"You can't do the calculations like that. Salt, chili, and Chinese prickly ash are frighteningly expensive. A pot of bamboo shoots needs to be soaked with a lot of ingredients. The ingredients are more expensive than the bamboo shoots. If you don't bring a jar, a catty of bamboo shoots will cost five dollars." Taking the pennies and labor transportation costs into account, the profit for a catty of bamboo shoots can only be ten pennies, not ten times as much as you said."

"Also, our method of soaking bamboo shoots is not difficult, and people will figure out the way soon."

Su Cao reminded her: "At that time, there will be more sour bamboo shoots selling. It's not bad that a catty of bamboo shoots can sell for ten cents, but I really can only earn some hard money."

After being splashed with a plate of cold water by Su Cao, Shen Yue'e only felt a chill in her heart.

"Then what shall we do? The sour bamboo shoots business has just started, is it going to die?"

"It won't go to that point. I brought along the jars that your family burned in Lincun. Didn't I ask you to bake the words bamboo lake sour bamboo shoots? Those jars are big and small, two catties, three to five catties. Yes, there are also big jars of tens of catties or tens of catties."

Su Cao blinked her eyes slyly: "No matter how people think about it, it doesn't taste as good as the sour bamboo shoots we soaked. When someone figure out a way to soak bamboo shoots and sell them in the market, our sour bamboo shoots will be sold in jars and kept. Longer, it will not lose the flavor. There is a comparison, people who like to eat sour bamboo shoots will look for Zhuhu brand sour bamboo shoots, this is the power of the brand, there is no need to reduce the price of branded things, no matter how the market fluctuates, Xinghua Village’s Zhuhu brand sour bamboo shoots are worth twenty Wen a catty."

Shen Yue'e was taken aback by what she said, as expected of the person his fourth brother had his eyes on, and he could think of the next step when doing business.

It's just that she doesn't quite understand what Su Cao said: "What is the power of a brand?"

What a problem baby!
Su Cao pointed to a peddler's stall on the street, then pointed to the Jinyi Pavilion not far away, and asked Shen Yue'e: "Can the same embroidered handkerchief be sold on the peddler's burden as at the Jinyi Pavilion, can the price be the same?"

(End of this chapter)