Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

He was indeed the one he had chosen as the sucker, ah, the customer.

It’s really refreshing.

Song Yan rubbed her hands and said shyly, "Well, there is one more thing."

Seeing his embarrassment, Manager Li said sternly, "It's okay if you just speak frankly."

"Does your restaurant still accept meat?" Song Yan asked him shamelessly.

Shopkeeper Li would never have guessed that Song Yan's original purpose was to sell meat. He couldn't help but ask, "What kind of meat do you have?"

Song Yan touched the tip of his nose and said with a chuckle, "Chickens, ducks, sheep, pigs, everything."

Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Li showed surprise: "How much?"

Song Yan looked at the ceiling and said, "About a hundred kilograms in total."

Shopkeeper Li was shocked.

Those who run restaurants basically have regular vendors who provide food ingredients, and occasionally hunters come to sell their prey. If there are many customers on that day and there is not enough meat, they will also accept it.

But most of the time, they don't collect them unless they are some rare prey.

It was obvious that what Song Yan brought was just ordinary meat.

Song Yan also knew what was going on, otherwise he wouldn't have used apples as a stepping stone. He observed the look on Shopkeeper Li's face and had to add another bargaining chip: "In half a month, I can provide another 15 natans."

Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Li spoke hastily, as if afraid that Song Yan would regret it, and said, "I want them all."

Song Yan smiled helplessly and took out the meat from the basket.

40 kilograms of pork with 20% fat and % lean meat, kilograms each of chicken, duck and mutton, adding up to exactly kilograms.

The market price of pork was 20 wen per catty, and 40 catties were sold for a total of 800 wen.

If the price of chicken is calculated by live chicken, a live chicken weighing one and a half catties is about 40 coins. The chicken that Song Yan took out weighed two catties, and that was the net weight after removing the hair and internal organs. So the price was 50 coins per chicken, 25 coins per catty, and 20 coins for 500 catties.

Duck meat is cheaper than chicken, 12 wen per pound, which adds up to 240 wen.

Goose meat is much more expensive than chicken and duck meat, mainly because eating goose was more popular among the upper class of that era, which led to a surge in the price of goose meat.

A goose weighing five pounds can be sold for 200 coins.

Shopkeeper Li charged him 45 coins per catty, and 900 catties of goose meat were sold for coins.

What surprised Song Yan was that the price of mutton was actually cheaper than pork, only 15 cents per pound.

After asking the shopkeeper Li, I learned that mutton is cheap because many people don’t like its strong smell.

But then again, it is really hard to make lamb delicious without spices.

Twenty kilograms of mutton only sold for 300 coins.

Song Yan felt regretful. If she had known that the mutton was not expensive, she would have kept the mutton for herself.

The mutton in his refrigerator didn't smell at all, it was tender and fragrant, just like the sheep that grew up eating grass in the frontier. The mutton was especially delicious when roasted.

Thinking of this, Song Yan felt extremely hungry.

While Manager Li was still counting the beads on the abacus, Song Yan silently calculated in her mind and then widened her eyes.

He saved up the meat for four days and sold it for a total of 2740 coins.

1 tael of silver is equal to 1000 coins, so it was sold for less than 3 taels?!

He made three taels of silver from selling apples.

Manager Li pushed the abacus in front of him: "A total of 5 taels, 740 coins."

"No problem." Song Yan said.

Shopkeeper Li took out his purse, pulled out a small seal from it, gave it to the shop assistant, and told him, "Tie Niu, go to the account office and withdraw ten taels of silver, 740 wen, and also get a set of paper and pen."

"Okay." The shop assistant took the seal, hurried downstairs, and quickly brought back silver, paper and pen.

Shopkeeper Li wrote two contracts, waited for the ink to dry, and then put them in front of Song Yan: "Please take a look at them. If there is no problem, please sign this contract."

Shopkeeper Li was afraid that he could not read, so he said considerately, "How about I read it to you?"

"No need, I can read." Song Yan said. He picked up the contract and read it word by word.

It’s just that the traditional Chinese characters are a bit tiring for the eyes.

After reading it carefully, I found out that the other party had paid a deposit of 5 taels and I would deliver 15 naise in half a month.

The contract also describes in detail the quality of the pomelo. If the pomelo is not delivered after half a month, or the quality of the pomelo does not meet the standards, the deposit must be returned, etc.

As expected of a shopkeeper who could run such a big restaurant, he even wrote the contract in a very comprehensive manner without leaving any loopholes in the wording.

Song Yan held the brush and signed his name on the contract.

When he was in college, he signed up for an elective calligraphy course and practiced calligraphy for a period of time. Although his writing was not very good, it was neat and tidy, and his handwriting was elegant and lovely.

The deed was in duplicate. Song Yan put away his copy and couldn't help but touch his stomach. He said awkwardly, "Boss, what do you want to eat? Give me something. I'm hungry."

Shopkeeper Li patted his forehead and said, "It's my fault. I was too busy with Nai Zi and didn't entertain him well. Tie Niu, go to the kitchen and make a few signature dishes. Hurry up."

A moment later, a table of dishes came up from the kitchen. Song Yan could roughly recognize the dishes: salted duck, braised lion's head, fried chicken, frozen fish with ginger and vinegar, spring bamboo shoots, mushrooms and tofu soup, and finally two bowls of glutinous rice.

At first Song Yan wanted to be reserved, but when he saw the fried chicken and frozen fish with ginger and vinegar, he could no longer sit still.

These two dishes are famous dishes that have appeared in cookbooks throughout the ages.

Let’s talk about fried chicken first. You first put the whole chicken into hot oil and fry it until it turns brown. Then you add wine, vinegar, salt, pepper and other seasonings and cook it over low heat. When the sauce has melted into the meat, you can remove it from the pan and cut it into pieces.

Almost no chefs can make it now.

Song Yan eagerly took a bite of the fried chicken and put it into his mouth, and couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment.

How should I put it? The taste is pretty good and the chicken is very tender. After all, the chickens we ate in ancient times were all free-range chickens, which cannot be compared with modern feed chickens.

But it wasn’t as amazing as I imagined.

But if you think about it carefully, the seasonings in ancient times were not as rich as those in modern times. With only a few simple seasonings such as wine, vinegar, salt and peppercorns, you can make such a delicious and spicy fried chicken, which is truly impeccable.

Seeing Song Yan put down her chopsticks, Shopkeeper Li asked anxiously, "Is this dish not to your liking?"

"No." Song Yan smiled, "It was my first time trying fried chicken. It was a little different from what I imagined, but it was delicious."

Shopkeeper Li scooped him a bowl of soup and said, "Then try this bamboo shoot and mushroom soup. The bamboo shoots and mushrooms are freshly picked and delivered early in the morning."

Song Yan was very satisfied with the meal. He drank a sip of tea and rinsed his mouth. He took out the silver he had just received from Manager Li and prepared to pay the bill: "How much is this meal?"

Shopkeeper Li declined and said, "Just put it on my account."

Song Yan waved her hands quickly: "No, I'll take whatever I should take. I have money."

Shopkeeper Li pointed at the shop assistant next to him and said helplessly, "Just think of it as me apologizing to you on behalf of this kid."

Song Yan was surprised: "It's just a small matter, why do you need to apologize?"

"He should be taught a lesson, so that he won't offend the nobles and get beaten to death in the future." Shopkeeper Li was very determined.

Song Yan stopped refusing and sat for a while. He picked up the backpack and said goodbye: "I'm going back first. I'll come back to send you some naizi in half a month."

Shopkeeper Li stood up to see him off.

"Don't see me off. I can go by myself." Song Yan said quickly.

Shopkeeper Li saw him to the door: "Take care."

After Song Yan left, Tie Niu looked at the hundreds of kilograms of meat and felt very embarrassed: "Boss, this meat..."

Manager Li said, "Send the pears and the meat to the master's house together."

Tie Niu looked at the naizi that he had only eaten a small piece of and licked his lips: "Uncle, let me have a bite of this naizi too."

"You only know how to eat." Shopkeeper Li was so angry that he slapped him and said, "Next time, no matter who comes to see me, you have to be polite to them."

"Oh." Tie Niu responded, but he was still very unconvinced in his heart. Didn't the boy surnamed Song say anything?

Shopkeeper Li warned him, "There was a clerk who looked down on Miss Shu and offended her so much that I kicked him out. No matter how much he begged for mercy, it was useless. Don't follow in his footsteps. If you do that, even if your father comes, it won't help."

Then he hit him hard on the head: "It's only because Brother Song is a kind person that he doesn't bother with you."

"It's my fault that I can't speak." Tie Niu pretended to slap himself twice on the face, then smiled and said flatteringly, "Uncle, I know I was wrong, please don't tell my father, I will never do it again next time."

Over there, Song Yan came out of the private room with a heavy load of silver in her arms, feeling very happy.

Song Yan walked down the third floor briskly. When she turned the corner of the second floor stairs, she accidentally tripped and stopped. She heard a cold voice like jade coming from behind the half-closed door of the private room: "Is your shopkeeper not back yet?"

The shop assistant said politely, "The shopkeeper has a distinguished guest. Miss Shu, please wait a moment. I will go and ask the shopkeeper for instructions."

"No need. Since there are guests at Shopkeeper Li's place, we won't disturb him."

The shop assistant's voice came: "Miss Shu, take care."

舒？

The main reason is that the surname "Shu" is relatively rare, which makes Song Yan somewhat concerned.

Oh, he suddenly remembered that the heroine of the farming novel was named Shu.