Through the book eighty: the group pet Fubao is busy getting rich

Chapter 112

Tian Chengcheng deliberately went to the market to buy an incubator, found a piece of clean cotton gauze, and used the box to separate the buns layer by layer to avoid extrusion deformation and affect the aesthetics.

"Fubao still has a lot of ideas. Looking at it this way, it really looks like that. Fubao, what do you think you have in your head? Why are there so many ghostly ideas?"

Brother Zhao looked at the incubator, and then looked at the fat white soup dumplings inside, and he was very happy.

In the past few days, she has been thinking about what to sell after the cloth is sold out?
It would be great if the buns could be sold, she was not afraid of suffering.

No matter how hard and tiring he was, his life in Tian's house was more comfortable than before.

She likes life in the city.

"Food is the most important thing for the people, and people have to eat. As long as we do well, we don't have to worry about not being able to sell it! Brother and sister, do you think we can make a fortune?"

"It's sure to make a lot of money!" Brother Zhao said immediately, after thinking about it, he urged Tian Chengcheng, "Fubao, you have opened your mouth so much, it's good if you say yes, please say it a few more times."

Tian Chengcheng was amused and laughed.

Brother Zhao also kept urging her to speak more quickly.

Wang Xiaohong couldn't stand it anymore, and said Zhaodi, "Zhaodi, don't tease Fubao, let her order."

"Mom, Fubao is a big kid, so he won't be bullied. From now on, I will learn from Fubao. No one will try to bully me. I will protect you! I have strength. If that old woman dares to come again Make trouble for us, don't say that my six relatives don't recognize me! I'll beat her!"

Brother Zhao waved his fist a few times angrily.

Quite a tooth-grinding taste.

Thinking of what happened in those years, she felt very uncomfortable, and wished she could go back to when she was in Tian's house and fight back fiercely.

"Brother Zhao, that's your grandma. Don't fight her. If you can't provoke her, we can hide. You are a girl who beats your grandma. Her mouth should be corrupted by you. You will return it in the future." How to get married?"

As soon as Wang Xiaohong heard this, she began to persuade her younger brother to recruit.

Zhaodi was not convinced, "Mom, don't worry about it, if you don't dare to fight, just lean back, and see if I don't beat them up all over the place! I'm not afraid of my reputation, I will admit it if I don't get married, and I will accompany you lifetime."

Wang Xiaohong looked at Zhaodi's appearance and wanted to persuade him.

Her thinking is still old-fashioned.

Brother Zhao saw that she was going to preach, so he quickly picked up Tian Chengcheng, "Fubao, tell my mother, do you want to beat me back after being beaten?"

Tian Chengcheng has a saying in her heart: if you can do it, don't talk about it.

It's just inappropriate.

"If someone strikes first, fighting back is called self-defense. Of course, if the opponent is knocked to the ground and loses the ability to attack, then don't strike again."

After thinking about it, Tian Chengcheng decided to be more rational.

You can't teach bad people's children.

"Look, Mom, Fu Bao already said that, if you don't fight with some people, she'll make an inch of it!" Brother Zhao raised his chin, with an expression that you think I'm right.

Wang Xiaohong opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Now let her stand and be beaten and not fight back, she may not be able to do it.

A clay bodhisattva still has three parts of the clay nature, let alone a human being!

"You can't say no to me, hahaha, mom, that's because what I said makes sense." Zhaodi was very proud.

Finally a consensus was reached.

Tian Chengcheng was also very pleased with Wang Xiaohong's change, and finally stood up for her.

People can't save themselves, gods can't save them.

That's the case.

Master Wang came over to take a look, and seeing that he looked good, he nodded in relief, "Such delicious buns will definitely sell."

He also had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

After all, his small shop can't support so many people, this is a settled matter.

We can only let them live in the house.

"Grandpa Wang, how much do you pay for such delicious buns?" Tian Chengcheng asked with a smile.

She doesn't know much about the current prices, so she still needs to find a "local person" to ask.

Master Wang looked at the steamed buns and said with a bit of pain: "Steamed buns cost five cents each, and steamed buns cost at least twenty cents each. Meat is expensive."

"Twenty cents a piece, is it too expensive?" Wang Xiaohong had no idea.

The steamed buns are delicious, but they are big, so the big steamed buns only cost five cents each. She thought that the steamed buns cost about five cents.

"Then how much do you want to sell for one?"

"A dime." Wang Xiaohong said without daring to go too low.

Tian Chengcheng shook his head, "One dime, you're going to lose money. It took five catties of meat alone, seven yuan and five catties of pork, flour, green onions, seasonings, and consumables, such as you bought The ice cubes and labor cost at least 15 yuan. A steamed bun costs 180 cents, and 36 steamed buns cost [-] yuan. You bring your younger brother and sister, Laidi and Daya, and four people work for a day. , the average income per person is not much.”

Tian Chengcheng made a calculation.

Wang Xiaohong's head was buzzing, she couldn't remember, and she didn't know how Tian Chengcheng calculated it.

Fortunately, during the period of recruiting my younger brother, she followed the sales of cloth, and she was able to settle the account properly.

"Mom, in short, it's right to listen to Fu Bao. She said that two cents is only two cents. This bun is not small, and it's worth twenty cents each if it's so delicious!"

Brother Zhao stood by Tian Chengcheng's side.

The corner of Tian Chengcheng's mouth twitched, thinking that recruiting his younger brother could count the money, but it turned out to be blind trust.

For the counting part, we must hurry up and teach them to recognize it.

"Let's go, let's go." Tian Chengcheng took out ten yuan in change and gave Zhaodi, "Sister Zhao, you have to be careful, this money is for you, and you have to pay me back after selling the buns, and the rest is for you." You earned it."

"Okay." Brother Zhao happily took it.

A group of people came to the weaving factory.

The guard at the gate greeted Tian Chengcheng enthusiastically, "Fubao is here, are you looking for your godmother again today? She seems to have something at home, and she hasn't come for the past two days."

"Ah?" Tian Chengcheng was also taken aback, "What happened?"

"It seems that someone in the family is sick. I heard that it is her lover."

"..." Tian Chengcheng was even more confused.

Luo Hongyan is only about 45 years old, and her lover is not very old.

"Thank you Uncle, I really don't know, I'll take a look when I'm busy." Tian Chengcheng smiled and handed over two soup dumplings, "Uncle, we are here to sell soup dumplings, which are full of good meat The key to making stuffing is the craftsmanship, but the craftsmanship passed down from the imperial dining room of the palace, you can try it for your help."

"The craftsmanship of the imperial dining room? Is it so magical? Then I really have to try it. But I can't eat it for free. So how much is a bun, I will give it."

"Uncle, I will give you two to taste, and if you want to eat it, you can buy it later. However, if you sell these buns to others for [-] cents, you can sell them to you for [-] cents."

Tian Chengcheng spoke first.

Hearing that it cost [-] cents each, the doorman was a little bit hesitant to say anything.

But after all the words have been said, I can only bite the bullet and take a bite. This bite is incredible. The rich soup and tender meat look crystal clear.

"This is too delicious! Not to mention the craftsmanship of the Imperial Dining Room, I believe even if you say it is a fairy in the sky."

(End of this chapter)