A small breakfast shop in the street market, supporting the family and making money

When the food was served, everyone's appetite was whetted just by looking at it.

In particular, when they saw the siblings tinkering with it for four or five days and finally seeing the bean sprouts that Leng Yan had mentioned, everyone in the family was extremely curious.

“Is this bean sprout?”

Zhang Cuiniang looked left and right and thought it looked like vegetable seeds.

"It looks so moist and appetizing."

Leng Cang gave face to his sister and took the lead in picking up a piece of food with chopsticks.

"what about the taste?"

The others were curious and stared at his facial expression.

"delicious!"

Leng Cang nodded frantically, but his limited knowledge prevented him from thinking of any adjectives.

Just said: "Delicious, delicious, so fragrant and crispy!"

When everyone saw this, they all picked up their chopsticks and their eyes lit up. In just a short while, the whole plate of fried bean sprouts with eggs and bean sprouts and pheasant soup was gone.

After finishing the meal with great relish, Mr. Leng continued to sigh.

"I never thought that I could grow such delicious vegetables using only water without using land!"

"Yeah, who would have thought that vegetables could be grown in water."

Leng Xun was a participant in the process of growing bean sprouts, so he couldn't help but fantasize.

"If we grow vegetables and grains in water in the future, we won't have to spend so much money to buy good farmland."

Leng Yan was listening in and really wanted to tell her father that the method of growing millet he mentioned would definitely be realized in many years, and on a large scale, but she was just thinking about it in her mind.

After the meal, seeing that the family members all praised the bean sprouts, Leng Yan proposed the plan that he had thought of in advance.

“Going into town to sell vegetables?”

Leng Huai spoke first, his small face full of worry that was not in line with his age.

"Can this be sold? Will people never see bean sprouts before and be afraid to eat them?"

Leng Xun looked worried, "We have never done business before, and we don't know the market. It's so cold, the bean sprouts will be frozen if we go out to set up a stall!"

The bean sprouts are all fresh and plump, and they look difficult to store.

What Leng Xun said made sense, but Leng Yan responded, "Grandpa, Dad, Mom, Uncle, and Aunt, let me ask you, is this bean sprout delicious?"

Seeing everyone nodding, Leng Yan said, "When selling food, we must make sure it tastes good.

As long as this thing tastes good, why worry about not being able to sell it?

As for the market, we at Douya are unique and can carve out a new path for ourselves!"

Afterwards, Leng Yan started a series of discussions on cost, pricing, etc. In the end, the whole family was stunned by her eloquent speech.

Just kidding, the eloquence I gained from bargaining with all kinds of vegetable vendors in my previous life was not acquired in vain.

The next morning, Grandpa Leng, his youngest son, his eldest grandson, and Leng Yan, each carrying a basket of bean sprouts, sat on the ox cart heading into the city.

Before I could react, I nodded and agreed to go into the city to do business.

"Sister Yan, are you sure you can sell it?"

The farmers had never done any business before, at most they sold eggs for salt, so they were a little worried.

Leng Yan nodded firmly, "Buying and selling are the same issue, and the same goes for demand and purchase.

I can guarantee that if anyone has tried our bean sprouts and needs to buy vegetables, most people will choose bean sprouts first! "

The last time she went into town, she paid special attention to the types of vegetables available in this era and in winter.

In winter, farmers only have turnips, cabbages, and a little chives. Of course, the rich and powerful may be excluded.

There is a poem that goes like this: In October, everyone is storing food: frost on cabbage, snow on leeks, and ice on radishes.

Frosted cabbage, snowy leek, and ice radish are Chinese cabbage, leek, and radish.

It seems that bean sprouts still have the potential to gain a foothold.

After the ox cart swayed into the city, the grandfather and his grandson got off with baskets on their backs, and Leng Yan went straight to Dong'an Street.

The waiter from Ruyi Pavilion said last time that there are many restaurants and hotels on Dong'an Street, so bean sprouts must be sold there.

Compared with setting up stalls at irregular intervals, finding a fixed merchant with whom you can cooperate for a long time can save time and effort.

With the experience of selling clam oil last time, Leng Yan learned his lesson this time.

She was no longer confused about door-to-door sales, but instead took a general look at the customer flow and welcoming and seeing-off methods of several larger restaurants. After comparing them, she chose a restaurant.

"Sister Yan, which restaurant should we go to? But Tianxianglou has the most business."

Seeing that his granddaughter was looking at several doors, Old Man Leng figured out something.

"Not going to Tianxiang Tower."

Leng Yan shook his head, "Tianxianglou is always packed with guests, and is known as the number one restaurant in Beicheng County.

It would be great if we could make friends.

But since we are new here, we may not be favored by them.

Even if they are favored, they still think it is dispensable and will not take it seriously, and may even take the opportunity to lower the price.

Rather than facing challenges head on, it is better to find a sure thing and complement each other, which is the long-term solution. "

Although Leng Huai next to him didn't quite understand, he nodded repeatedly as he listened, his little face full of admiration.

"Then Sister Yan, which restaurant are we going to?"

"Xianju Pavilion."

Leng Yanlang spoke in a cold voice and pointed with his little hand.

Although the business of Xianju Pavilion was not as good as that of Tianxiang Tower, Leng Yan discovered that there was a good deed in Xianju Pavilion.

That is the free tea stall in Xianju Pavilion.

If you come in the summer, you can get a bowl of cold tea, and in the cold winter, you can get a bowl of hot tea. No matter whether you are rich or poor, the shop assistants will treat you equally.

I heard that he was the owner of Xianju Pavilion. When he was young, he followed a team out for fun but encountered robbers. All his companions were beaten and all their goods and money were stolen.

Just when everything seemed hopeless, heavy rain came.

The group struggled forward in a panic, but they received the most kind help at a farmer's house.

Although the farmer's family was very poor, they generously provided them with a place to shelter from the rain and hot egg soup to warm their bodies and hearts.

This allowed them to reach their destination.

A little warmth from a timely help can be remembered for a long time.

Later, the owner of Xianju Pavilion prepared generous gifts and went back to thank the farmer personally.

But the farmer was very surprised. It was such a small act of kindness and they had never thought of asking for any reward.

So they did not charge any money, but the old man in the family said, "It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish."

Money will eventually run out. If you really want to thank him, you might as well find a job for his son.

After careful questioning, the owner of Xianju Pavilion learned that the old man's son was originally a cook with good skills but bad luck.

He was framed by someone in the house where he used to work but had no way to defend himself. The incident became a big uproar and no one dared to employ him anymore.

He had seen the good cooking skills of the old man's son, and that bowl of hot egg soup left him with a long-lasting aftertaste.

So after hearing this angrily, the boss of Xianju Pavilion spent a lot of money, and thus Xianju Pavilion was built in Beicheng County.