Song Sanniang's Journey to Wealth

So, Song Sanniang continued to go to the market. The variety of things in the West Market was much richer than that in the East Market. Here, Song Sanniang also found mangoes, coconuts, and durian, which she had not found when she came to the West Market last time.

This discovery was a pleasant surprise to Song Sanniang. She asked about the price. Mangoes were ten cents per pound, coconuts were fifteen cents each, and durian was the most expensive, costing ten taels each. Song Sanniang smiled politely. This was definitely enough to buy half a house. She couldn't afford it.

The durian seller was trying hard to sell it, "This Liulian (it was called that in ancient times) is from Siam. I only bought this batch, and it will be gone once it's sold out." It seems that hunger marketing is a sales tactic at all times.

"Boss, give me a pound of mangoes and a coconut." Almost as soon as she saw these two things, Song Sanniang thought of new products, mango sago, coconut milk squares, coconut milk jelly, mango jelly. There are so many things that can be combined with these two things.

She didn't bring a backpack, so she had to use her face to tell the boss about Song Laoer's stall. The boss also knew about this family. Merchants are generally more informed than ordinary people. What's more, this is at the dock, and the Qin Haodong brothers are always selling their products everywhere with the slogan that the young lady of the He family also likes to eat. The boss has also tasted their sweet soup, so he lent her a basket.

After she bought mangoes and coconuts, she lost interest in shopping any further and returned to Song Laoer's stall.

Song Laoer had eaten mangoes before. Not many people grow mangoes here, but occasionally someone will sell them when they are in season. However, there are very few coconuts, and they are only sold at the dock.

“Why did you buy these two kinds of fruits?”

"I plan to use these two fruits to make new products. I have thought it through. I will go back tonight and try it with my mother."

Song Lao Er knocked on the coconut and said, "This thing is hard and big, how can I make sugar water?"

Song Sanniang tried to make excuses awkwardly, "I asked the boss, the pulp of this thing can be squeezed into juice, oil, and can also be dried and eaten. There is juice inside, which can fill a bowl. People in Siam also use this to make chicken soup, which is said to be very sweet and delicious."

Song Lao Er nodded doubtfully and didn't ask any more questions.

After leaving the things with Song Laoer, Song Sanniang went back to return the basket to the boss and then returned to her stall.

"Has anyone said today that our sweet soup is too expensive?" Song Sanniang asked Qin Haodong.

Qin Haodong nodded and said, "Two or three people asked about it. They said they saw someone selling vegetables for only 8 cents this morning and asked if we could also sell them for 8 cents. I told them that I couldn't make the decision myself."

Song Sanniang nodded, checked how much they had sold, paid Qin Haodong his wages, and then asked them to go back to Song Laoer.

When they returned home in the evening, Song Laoer and Song Sanniang agreed not to tell Song Ersao about this matter, so as to prevent her from thinking too much about it.

Song Sanniang had fallen behind in her studies recently, so she took advantage of the time on the ox cart to attend some classes, because she had to make new products in the evening and had no time to go to class.

After dinner in the evening, Song Sanniang gave the coconut to Song Laoer. He was strong and removed the shell of the coconut. He first poured the coconut water into a bowl, then smashed the whole coconut open, and asked Liu Zezheng and the other two to peel it, cut it into small pieces, and take it home to grind it into pulp.

She and Song Sanniang peeled the mangoes, leaving some for dicing, and mashed the rest to make mango jam, then waited for Liu Zezheng and the others to grind the paste and bring it over.

While waiting, Song Sanniang went to Niu Laosan's house to milk the cows and made milk squares. After coming back, she told Song Ersao about it and she started working immediately.

In fact, the method is the same as making the paste for sticking couplets. Make the cassava flour and milk into a viscous state, which should be thicker than milk mochi. The ratio must be well controlled, otherwise it will be too thin. After it is made, wait for it to cool and solidify. Without a refrigerator, you have to put it in the cellar to speed up the solidification.

Liu Zezheng and the other two finally came back with coconut milk.

Sanniang squeezed out the ground coconut milk with a filter cloth, and the remaining coconut residue was the coconut flakes. Song Ersao was responsible for drying the coconut flakes. Song Sanniang poured the coconut water into the coconut milk and boiled it, then added mango sauce and sugar and stirred evenly.

Put some mango cubes in each bowl, add milk, and then pour in the freshly processed mango coconut milk. The simple version of mango sago is ready. The authentic mango sago needs to be added with sago and red pomelo cubes.

Song Sanniang picked up a bowl and tried it. Her mouth was full of the aroma of coconut milk and the sweet and sour taste of mango. Because it was hot, it warmed her stomach after drinking it.

Liu Zezheng and his two little greedy cats, Si Niang and Wu Niang, all stared at Song Sanniang with eyes as if they wanted to stare holes into her body.

"Take these out to everyone and you can eat them." Upon hearing this, several people cheered and quickly brought out the prepared mango sago.

One pound of mango and one coconut make a perfect bowl for each person. Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Song Sanniang remembered that some people are allergic to mangoes, so she asked everyone if they felt uncomfortable. Fortunately, everyone seemed fine. In the future, she would ask clearly before selling Yangzhi Ganlu, and she would also have to write a notice.

Everyone gave it a name, called Mangli Touxian.

After everyone had finished eating, Mrs. Song had already prepared the coconut milk cubes and brought them out. They weren’t solid enough due to lack of time, but they were still delicious, fresh and smooth.

Si Niang and Wu Niang's mouths were full of coconut flakes. However, Song San Niang did not plan to make coconut milk recipes for the time being, and would sell them when the store opened.

After everyone left and Song Laoer's family finished counting the accounts, Song Sanniang talked about the new product. If they wanted to make mango sago, the processing of coconut milk would be a problem. Song Ersao and her daughter were too busy to handle it, so they decided to give the job to Song Ersao's two older sisters-in-law, who charged three cents for processing a coconut.

I plan to sell a bowl of mangoes for fifteen cents, so I will start with twenty bowls a day to see how customers react. If the feedback is good, I will make forty bowls a day. Three pounds of mangoes and two coconuts will be enough.

With the help of the break, the number of taro balls reduced by forty bowls.

The next day, when Song Sanniang arrived at the market, Qin Haodong was already waiting there.

He was still holding the sugar water he bought from the woman. The sugar water from the woman did not have a lid. Song Sanniang took a sip and immediately frowned.

This sweet soup is not made with cow's milk, but goat's milk. The mutton smell of goat's milk has not been removed. The taro paste probably did not have milk added to it, so it only has the fragrance of taro, but not the mellow aroma of milk. The glutinous rice balls probably have not been soaked in cold water, so they are all stuck together.

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