My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

I rejected them all, but on the fourth day another person came and his attitude was very nice.

"Si's Food Shop? Is the owner or shopkeeper here?"

The younger sister looked up and said, "We're closed. Forget about business."

The man was stunned for a moment, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "You are Si Muyan's sister, right?"

When the younger sister heard her elder sister's name, she looked him in the eye, but she had never seen this man before. She suspected that he might know her elder sister's name and was trying to get close to her on purpose.

Just as he was hesitating, Aunt Jin came running out from behind him: "Shopkeeper Yang, why are you here? Oh, I heard a voice and thought I heard it wrongly."

The younger sister was still confused, so Aunt Jin pulled her aside to explain.

"Manager Yang of the Jixiang Restaurant was so kind as to buy all the pumpkins we planted last year. I also sold him the recipe for this year's pumpkin pie."

So this is ah.

The younger sister's expression changed immediately, and she even poured tea for Shopkeeper Yang herself before saying, "Don't mind Shopkeeper Yang, it's mainly because the owners of several restaurants have been looking for us these past few days, insisting on buying our base material recipe..."

It was even more embarrassing to say this. After all, she knew that this was most likely the purpose of Shopkeeper Yang's visit.

She said hurriedly, "I won't hide it from you, Shopkeeper Yang. The truth is, our Si Family Food Shop won't close, and we won't raise prices. Everything is what it is. The base is also our exclusive, so we won't sell it for any price. Shopkeeper Yang, please understand."

"I know, I'm not here to buy a house." Shopkeeper Yang said hurriedly.

"Aren't you here to buy a house? Then what are you doing here?"

"Cooperation," Shopkeeper Yang said, "I'd like to ask if you can supply the base material? If you can supply me with a fixed quantity every day, I'll do business with you. We can also negotiate any conditions, right?"

"This……"

Shopkeeper Yang continued, "Your shop is on East Street, where the people who live here are a bit more affluent. My Jixiang Restaurant is on West Street, and we serve ordinary people. I've thought about it, and your price is very fair. It will sell well here too."

The younger sister said, "But you won't earn much this way."

Shopkeeper Yang chuckled and said, "Miss, you haven't been to my restaurant. My dishes are not expensive. We make small profits but quick turnover."

Because he had helped them before and because he was really sincere, the younger sister said "wait a moment" and went to the street to look for Si Muyan.

Every day, Si Muyan would buy household necessities or ingredients for the base. Sometimes, even if she didn't need to buy anything, she would still go shopping. She used to bring her younger sister with her, but these days, because other shopkeepers kept coming over, she left her younger sister in charge and took her second sister with her.

But I knew all the places we went to, so I quickly found Si Muyan and told her what happened.

Si Muyan came back and without hesitation, she took out a pen and paper and wrote a list of side dishes for Malatang and Mala Xiangguo, saying, "Here are the relevant side dishes. You have to prepare them yourself. In addition, the base sauce is 14 cents, and the dipping sauce is 10 cents. I can supply you with 50 servings of each a day, no more. The price of the finished product must also be based on our food store. You can adjust it slightly, but not too much."

"Fourteen cents for the base sauce, and ten cents for the dipping sauce?" Shopkeeper Yang frowned slightly.

The second sister next to her was very surprised. She saw that the youngest sister asked the eldest sister when calculating the cost. The dipping sauce cost two cents, and the base sauce was less than five cents.

Did they sell so many?

Si Muyan continued, "According to the side dish list I wrote, with such a large daily purchase volume, the price is relatively cheap. You will definitely have no problem making eight cents per serving."

Shopkeeper Yang had been in business for so long that he knew the whole story. He could make eight to ten coins per serving, a hundred pieces a day, and over twenty-five taels a month.

After deducting labor and other costs, fifteen or twenty taels a month should be no problem.

He owns the shop and has no other major expenses. He focuses on selling at a low profit margin and high volume. After all, his other dishes also sell at a low profit margin and high volume.

"it is good!"

The two of them signed the contract happily.

After seeing off Shopkeeper Yang, the second sister asked in surprise, "Big sister, is this all we can earn from reselling?"

When the younger sister heard this, she was not happy: "How is it more? Second sister, do the math. Let's not talk about this secret recipe. Just think about it, you've been following the eldest sister for so long. You have to stay in the kitchen for an hour every afternoon before you can come out. Isn't it tiring? You only earn eight or nine cents a share. Isn't it about the same as what Manager Yang makes?"

The second sister wasn't very good at accounting, but after hearing the youngest sister's explanation, it was half for the Si family and half for the Yang family. That seemed fair.

The younger sister immediately took out the account book and added an entry to the daily income, which increased by 800 coins a day.

Just think about it and be happy.

Jixiang Restaurant made a big announcement on the same day, saying that new products would be launched the next day, namely the Malatang and Mala Xiangguo from Sijia Food Shop.

A customer saw it and asked, "Waiter, isn't this an imitation? I've eaten at a few places, and the taste is nowhere near that of Sijia Food Shop."

The waiter said with a smile, "Don't worry, sir. Our boss is an old acquaintance of the owner of Si's Food Shop. Our base ingredients are all supplied by Si's Food Shop, so the taste is definitely the same!"

"So good? Then when I want to eat, I don't have to run so far or queue up?"

The waiter continued, "It's true you don't have to go that far, but you don't have to queue... Hehe, our boss has signed a contract with the Si Family Food Shop, and they only serve 100 servings a day: 50 servings of Mala Tang and 50 servings of Mala Xiang Guo."

"Okay, then I'll get up early tomorrow. If it's the same, I won't go there anymore."

When several diners heard this, they were very happy. Word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. The next day, the Jixiang Restaurant was indeed packed with guests.

“It’s delicious and reasonably priced.”

"Yes, ordinary people like us can afford it. Unlike other restaurants, not only are the dishes scarce, but the prices are also so expensive."

The business of Jixiang Restaurant was good, but Si Muyan was worried.

Although I have my second sister to help me, it is still too tiring every day. I have to rush out in the morning and make the base ingredients when I come back in the afternoon. I am busy all day long.

If there was someone who was good at making fire and cooking, he could take over from the second sister at noon, and the second sister could collect the cash for her, so she could concentrate on making the base.

In fact, Si Muyan has always wanted to let her second sister do the cashier. After all, this girl is very strict and it will definitely be right to give the job of collecting money to her.

But Si Muyan is not good at things like cooking.

Si Muyan thought that it would be better to ask the village head wife if she was free.

At least this winter, the village head's wife should be free, and we can find someone else after the New Year.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Mrs. Zhu's voice: "Here she comes. Hey, how come the eldest sister of the Wang family has time to come? If you want to come, why bring so many dishes?"

When Si Muyan walked out, she saw her neighbor Aunt Wang coming towards her with a smile on her face.