Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

A Da and the others carried bamboo baskets and went in different directions.

The food was cooked and fried, and the guests gathered around.

"I want ten corn on the cob."

"I want five fried potatoes."

"I want two boiled peanuts."

"..."

The guests were pushing and shoving each other, some even fell down, and some even started fighting.

The men of the Qiao family were very surprised. They didn't expect business to be so good. No wonder they sold eleven taels yesterday.

Clank, clatter, the copper coins were thrown into the bamboo basket one after another, which was very pleasant to the ears.

The men were all excited and extremely motivated to work.

Xiao Meng shouted loudly.

"Please line up on a first-come, first-served basis. We have a lot of people, so your turn will be up soon. Don't rush or squeeze. If you have to pay for medical expenses just to get a bite to eat, it's not worth it."

Everyone started laughing, and the tense atmosphere caused by the scramble to buy things eased a lot.

When they had time, the men tasted the food. The food they brought back yesterday was already cold, and it tasted better when it was hot.

Not to mention the guests liked it, they all loved it.

Qiao Lianer discovered that some people liked to order a plate of fried peanuts and eat them while sitting at the table. Today, he brought an extra table, and there were a few people eating fried peanuts at both tables.

Some people even brought wine and drank while eating, enjoying the meal very much.

Peanuts are the best food to go with alcohol. On the second day, their potential as an accompaniment to alcohol was fully developed.

A light bulb went off in Qiao Jianer's head.

This is another way to make a living.

She put a plate of peanuts in a bamboo basket and went to the central street.

There are many teahouses and wine shops on the central street. People with status and spare money like to come here to eat, drink and taste tea. However, there is not much business early in the morning.

Qiao Jianer observed and found that the owner of a large restaurant looked friendly, so he walked in.

The shopkeeper was reconciling accounts with the accountant without even looking up. When he noticed something, he looked up and saw a little girl standing in front of the counter. She was not even as tall as the counter.

"Little girl, are you here for--?" The shopkeeper didn't look like she was here to eat, because people who came to such a big restaurant usually came in groups of three or five.

"Hello uncle, I have something very delicious here, especially good with wine, you can try it and see how it tastes."

Qiao Jianer took the plate out of the bamboo basket and placed it on the counter.

The shopkeeper understood that the guests were there to promote their dishes, and if the hotel liked them, they would purchase the recipes or ingredients.

Things like the one on the plate are red, about the size of a finger, like big red beans, but not as long as big red beans. They look like they are simply fried and coated with salt. It is impossible that they are selling a recipe. I have never seen this thing before. They are just selling ingredients.

Almost every month, someone comes to sell dishes, so the shopkeeper is used to it. He picks up the chopsticks, picks up one and puts it in his mouth.

When chewing, it was fragrant and crispy, and a look of surprise appeared on the boss's face.

He couldn't help but think that this thing is so small and can be eaten one by one, which can adjust the rhythm of drinking, and the guests will stay in the restaurant longer. As the time they stay increases, more other dishes can be sold.

"It tastes good, but I've never seen it before. Where did you get it, little girl?"

It's impossible that something delicious like this is not grown.

Qiao Jianer said mysteriously, "I bought it from a foreigner. He only supplies me. I can't possibly reveal the source, but my price is fair."

"So it's from abroad, no wonder." The shopkeeper suddenly realized: "Tell me how to sell it."

Qiao Jianer said, "My stall is at number eight on Changqing Street. This thing is called peanuts, and it's a snack we sell. A plate of peanuts is eight cents, and it weighs two taels. If the shopkeeper needs it, we'll charge seven cents. Of course, we sell fresh peanuts."

"That is to say, thirty-five cents per pound." said the accountant.

"This is much more expensive than meat."

It sounds like eight cents per plate doesn't seem too bad, but when you do the math you realize how expensive a pound is.

"Scarcity makes things valuable. With such a delicious snack, you can earn double the money."

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "Can you please ask for less? If it sells well, I'll buy in bulk."

"It can't be less. It costs money to buy goods from foreign merchants. Foreign merchants come to our Daze Country and have to travel a long way. I don't know how much the food, accommodation and travel costs are. Of course, the price is not low."

Qiao Jianer said, "I have to get back to work. If you're interested in doing this business, come find me. If you don't want to, that's fine too. I'll ask someone else. I'll leave this plate of peanuts for you."

When the shopkeeper heard that she was going to look for another store, he felt a sense of crisis.

He has been the owner of a restaurant for many years and has some knowledge of the taste of dishes. He can tell what is suitable to go with wine just by tasting it.

Peanuts like these seemed to have an indescribable taste that was compatible with the taste of alcohol. There must have been some kind of reaction, but he couldn't describe it.

It's definitely a great dish to go with wine.

"Hey, little girl, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Think about it, pork fat is fifteen yuan a pound, lean pork is twelve cents a pound, and this kind of vegetarian food costs thirty-five cents a pound. Of course, there are some costs involved, but it's really exaggerated."

The shopkeeper quickly called out to Qiao Jianer.

Qiao Jianer still shook his head: "Uncle, believe me, this thing will sell easily. You should only care about how much you can make, not how much it costs."

"And uncle, you don't know, this thing has a shell, and we have to peel it out manually, which takes time and energy."

"And the shell?"

"Yes."

"Take me to check it out." The shopkeeper instructed the accountant: "Check it twice more. If there are no problems, we can temporarily close the counter."

Qiao Jianer and the shopkeeper soon arrived at Changqing Street.

The children's publicity had a significant effect. People kept coming to stall No. 8. There were several queues in front of the stall. Each member of the Qiao family was responsible for a queue. They were busy with their work with quick hands and skillful movements.

The others took care of other tasks, tending the fire, frying potatoes and peanuts, and shelling peanuts and corn husks.

Shopkeeper Hu had never seen the food sold on the stall before. He stood in front of the stall and observed it carefully.

I saw Qiao Xiaomeng sitting on a small stool, peeling peanuts.

It is really not easy to peel them out one shell at a time.

Qiao Jianer said, "One pound of shelled peanuts yields seven ounces of peanuts, which means one pound and four ounces of shelled peanuts yields one pound of peanuts. That works out to twenty-five coins for one pound of shelled peanuts."

"Shopkeeper Hu, if you calculate it this way, don't you think the price is too high?"

Shopkeeper Hu was also good at accounting. He quickly estimated in his mind and found that Qiao Jianer was right.

Indeed, in this way, taking into account various costs and rarity, the price is still appropriate.