The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"No rush. If we're sure we want to sell our sausages, we can stock up later. I plan to make two flavors of sausages, one spiced and one spicy, since people around here like spicy food."

Song Feng nodded, "I've made an appointment with two places for the small intestines. I'll have Brother Shun bring them back after he delivers the goods. The same goes for the meat. I've already talked to them. It's three copper coins a pair of small intestines. As for the meat, if we need a lot over a long period, we can discuss the price. Right now, they're giving us thirty-three copper coins a pound."

It was two coins cheaper, which is not bad.

The most tedious part of making sausages is cleaning the small intestines. First, you need to use wood ash to clean the inside of the intestines, scrubbing them repeatedly. Then, you need to use a knife to scrape the red meat inside the small intestine. This is difficult to scrape; you can easily tear the casing if you're not careful. You have to scrape gently and repeatedly to get it clean.

"Scraping the small intestine is a real skill; look at me, I've scraped up several strips." Her hands were too clumsy, and she used too much force. Third Sister-in-law, on the other hand, didn't scrape up a single one.

“Aunt, you’re just using the broken pieces of wood. When making intestines, they were originally made in segments, about 6 inches each.”

"Okay, I'll shave slowly."

Making sausages is difficult; after stuffing the meat, it needs to be air-dried for about ten days. They gave the sausages they had made before the New Year to the restaurant, and there weren't many left, about twenty pounds.

The shopkeeper took about two pounds of each product and sent someone to deliver them to his master for a taste. The restaurant's chef tried them; the sausages were quite good stir-fried, and they could also be steamed, with a slightly spicy flavor and a rich meaty aroma. The cured pork was even more convenient.

The guests at the restaurant were given about ten slices each to taste and see how they reacted.

"Old Lu, this meat isn't bad, give me a plate!"

"I'll have a plate too, but it's not spicy enough, it would be better if it were spicier!"

"What is this thing? A new dish? It doesn't look very appetizing at all!"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "It's a new dish, a new dish. This is sausage, and the sliced ​​meat is cured pork. It's delicious, isn't it? It goes perfectly with rice or a little wine. We don't have much stock right now, so we're just giving you a taste. This stuff is extremely difficult to make. Once these are sold out, it may take ten days or so."

so long?

Scarcity drives up prices, and even customers who initially didn't care ordered a plate. With so much food, how could it possibly be enough to sell? Within a day, it was all sold out.

Very good, this business is viable. The best-selling dishes are stir-fried garlic sprouts with cured pork and steamed sausage.

When Shunzi delivered the tofu, the shopkeeper asked him to pass on a message to Song Feng: make more sausages and cured meat, as they keep well and won't spoil. Also, the pastry shop needs ten catties of glutinous rice strips a day.

In the evening, the whole family sat down for a big meeting.

"Mother, we need to hire more people to handle the small intestine and enemas; we don't have enough manpower."

"Okay, but we don't have enough wood ash. We've only been washing for three days and we've already used up all the wood ash in the house."

“Buy it from the villagers. A basket of wood ash costs one cent, about the size of our family’s basket.”

Song Feng considered the costs and said, "Alright, two catties of meat will make one catty of sausage and cured pork. At 30 coins per catty of meat, that's 60 coins in cost. Then there's the cost of the small intestines, wood ash, and spices. We'll sell the cured pork for 95 coins per catty and the sausage for 105 coins per catty. So, how much do you plan to pay the workers?"

"How about 20 coins a day? Auntie Village Chief, Aunt Zhou, Aunt Wang, Aunt Liu, plus my aunt, my mother, and the two of us. That should be enough manpower for now. It might be a bit harder in the summer, as we'll be making cold noodles and jelly." A day's wages for manual labor is only around 20-25 coins, and there's not work every day. This wage isn't low; the work is grueling, but not actually tiring. Aunt Song does all sorts of work, including washing clothes and cooking. She never has a moment's rest. I'm planning to pay her 30 coins a day.

"That's settled then. We still need to make tofu, so let's make the glutinous rice strips for our in-laws." She had heard that they could only sell five jin of pastries a day, and their in-laws' income had decreased significantly!

"Thank you, Mother!" She had also planned to do this, otherwise she wouldn't have asked her mother to come and learn. However, she was still somewhat touched that her mother-in-law had said it.

"What are you all saying? It's all your idea, and it'll be acceptable to your parents anywhere."

"Brother Feng, go talk to the village chief about building a house. Tomorrow, go to town and buy some spices, talk about the price of meat, and also get as many pig intestines as possible. Ask around and see if there are any large slaughterhouses around here."

"I understand. I'll take the carriage myself tomorrow. Shunzi will rest for a day and might be back a little late. He'll be going to the county town to buy spices. You'll have to give me some money."

"Okay, be very careful, don't buy everything from one store."

"Ah."