A time-travelling peasant girl becomes a wealthy woman

“I don’t go to private school.”

Huang Jinlin raised his hand.

"No."

Huang Bo, He Hui Niang and Huang Mulin all refused.

"Fourth brother, reading books will teach you etiquette. Whether you want to take the path of imperial examinations in the future or not, the benefits of reading books are endless."

"If the business grows bigger, I don't want Fourth Brother to only have a stall at the dock. It would be best if he could have his own shop in the future."

"With a shop, we will come into contact with more and more people, including dignitaries. If we can read and write, have meaningful words, and convince people with reason, we will most likely be able to avoid disasters."

Huang Mulin's expression was unusually serious. Huang Jinlin was a little frightened and touched his nose awkwardly.

"Your sister is right."

He Hui Niang took over the conversation: "Mother has been teaching you to read, practice calligraphy, and learn how to deal with things, in order to make you sensible and avoid villains. When our family sets up a stall to do business, those who are jealous and evil-minded will not know how to deal with us."

"You go to a private school for more than just studying. Your classmates in the private school may help you in your future life. You may not understand these words now, but when you grow up and experience more, you will slowly understand them."

"Got it, mother."

Not only Huang Jinlin, but the other brothers also nodded in agreement.

Once the matter was decided, the family started shopping for various things.

After everyone reached a unanimous decision, they thought of a few dishes to be replaced in rotation.

Pure meat: braised pork, twice-cooked pork, preserved vegetable meat pie.

Mixed stir-fry of meat and vegetables: minced meat and potato slices, salted fish and eggplant, shredded pork with cabbage, shredded pork with carrots, minced meat with sour beans, minced meat with dried tofu, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and shredded pork with cucumber.

For vegetarian dishes, choose seasonal vegetables, and try to choose green leafy vegetables. Only consider them in winter when there are no green leafy vegetables.

Huang Mulin thought that after the customers became stable, he would think of some dishes with similar costs to change the taste.

Just do it.

In the past few days, Huang Bo has visited all the families in the village who grow vegetables. They were surprised to hear that he wanted to do food business in the town, but no matter what he did, it was door-to-door business. As long as there was surplus to sell at home, it would be sold to Huang Bo.

Some people who came to their senses even asked Huang Bo whether he would be collecting vegetables for a long time. He also made it clear that as long as the business of his stall could continue, he would definitely buy ingredients from the villagers.

Now the families who grew vegetables in the village were very happy, and they all wished Huang Bo a good start in the opening of his business, and hoped that his business would prosper and that he would bring money to his fellow villagers.

Vegetables are the least valuable in the countryside.

Even if they grow too much, they are reluctant to take the oxcart to the town to sell it, as they cannot earn enough to cover the cost of the cart and the stall rent. Therefore, except for people in the villages near the town who carry vegetables to sell themselves, the vegetables grown in other slightly farther villages are mostly eaten by themselves or fed to chickens, ducks, pigs, cows, etc.

Huang Dachuan also heard about this. As the village chief, he was very happy to see it. It was a good thing for him if the villagers could become prosperous.

Huang Mulin gave Huang Jinlin special training for a few days. Basically, he could cook each dish at the chef level after cooking it two or three times.

Talent is indeed something that stimulates people.

Huang Bo and He Hui Niang tasted Huang Linjin's dishes and compared them with the ones they had eaten in Wei Mancheng. They felt that their son's cooking skills were no worse than those of the chefs in big restaurants, so their worries about doing the food business faded.

But there is still a problem that needs to be solved. How are they going to transport the utensils containing the food back and forth? They can take a ox cart to the town, but they can't get a ride back.

That day, Huang Bo, Huang Haolin and Huang Mulin went to the town for another inspection.

They headed straight for the dock.

Most of the guys who come to work at this time have already started working.

There is an arc-shaped open space near the pier, which is quite spacious. Food vendors usually set up stalls here. The monthly fee is 150 cents, and there are special people in charge of management, so there is no need to worry about people from all walks of life causing trouble here.

The dock only does business once a day at noon. Most of the guys don't buy food in the morning and evening, so the rental fee of 150 cents is quite high.

The mobile stall at the other end of South Street only earns 120 wen a month, and generally has business from morning to night.

There are not many people setting up stalls here. Basically, one stall has one product category. If there are too many stalls of the same category, they will compete for business and it will be difficult to earn back the rent and costs. Lowering prices is not a wise choice for long-term business. And they are all from the same town, so they all know this and don't want to make things too ugly.

Huang Mulin looked around the warehouse at the dock. Most of the people were moving things, a few were patrolling, and there was one who seemed to be in charge, who was drinking tea at a small table nearby.

She thought about it, then pulled Huang Haolin towards the manager, and Huang Bo followed them.

Tang San, who was drinking tea, was the person arranged by the Tang family to be the general manager of the dock. He was in his forties, smart and resourceful. He had to suppress so many rough men working, and deal with the manager of the Song family, another giant in the dock. He had to act carefully to ensure the safety of his own goods.

Being a manager at the dock is considered a lucrative job.

The guys who did the porting would show him some respect from time to time by going out to a restaurant together. Also, if a large ship carrying seafood came back, he would be able to get some fresh seafood right away without spending a penny. He lived a pretty comfortable life.

The Tang family arranged him here because they valued his modest, cautious, smart, and non-challenging character. After all, there is still the Song family, and putting a fool at the dock is tantamount to digging their own graves.

At this moment, Tang San was leaning comfortably in the chair, thinking about what to eat for lunch. His appetite had not been very good recently. He was tired of all the food nearby and was reluctant to spend so much money to go to a big restaurant.

"Uncle." Just as I was thinking, a little girl's voice rang out beside me: "Are you the manager here?"

When she turned her head, she saw the little girl in a goose yellow face scarf looking at her curiously, her big watery eyes twinkling.

Kind of cute.

"Yes." Tang San looked at the man who looked like a farmer following behind her, and the boy who was about ten years old holding the little girl, "Looking for someone?"

"No." The little girl shook her head. "Mu Mu's fourth brother is going to set up a stall over there to sell boxed lunches, so he wanted to come over to attract customers."

Tang San laughed. This little girl's words were really interesting.

"What's a box lunch?" he asked.

"It's food with rice, meat, and vegetables."

Tang San became interested, "Isn't this just like eating out? Not cheap, right?"

"Not expensive, not expensive." The little girl said proudly, "It's not even as good as a dish in a restaurant."

"Really?"

Tang San asked doubtfully.

"Mu Mu never lies!"