The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"What if someone buys some from the stall and cooks it at home?" Although they dominate the market in Qing Shi Town, competition still exists. Especially in the county seat, there are several restaurants.

"How about this, let them stop setting up stalls, we'll try selling for a few days, and if business is good, we'll increase the quantity."

He tasted it and knew that as long as this tofu was available, other restaurants could make it. He wanted to sell it at a high price, so he couldn't let others have access to this tofu.

"I'll discuss it with them tomorrow."

"Tell them that they can send any new or interesting things to the restaurant in the future."

"Yes."

The next day.

"You two have arrived!"

The shopkeeper is someone who smiles at everyone he meets and is incredibly enthusiastic.

"The shopkeeper is very kind."

"This is the last day of making liangfen (cold mung bean jelly) and liangpi (cold skin noodles)."

"Thank you for your trouble." He handed them the prepared copper coins.

"The two of you brought us some rare tofu yesterday. We specially invited our master to try it, and he was very satisfied. It's just that..."

Fang Xiaoning looked at him and asked, "What? Expensive?"

"This price is a bit outrageous. Think about it, what's the price of tofu? This is still tofu, if it's too expensive we won't be able to sell it."

"Shopkeeper, you're joking. Tofu's value changes once it enters your esteemed restaurant. Outside, a bunch of vegetables costs one coin, but after your chef's skillful touch, a plate of them can sell for ten coins. How can you, shopkeeper, compare prices to those outside?"

The shopkeeper choked. If his master wasn't making money, why would he open a restaurant? The young lady only saw their profits; did she know how much they spent every day?

“Young lady, you don’t understand the ins and outs. Let’s talk about tofu today. It costs 8 coins, which is definitely not something you can buy at a restaurant.”

"What price would you like to offer, shopkeeper?"

"Five coins a pound, we'll aim for fifty pounds a day for now. Of course, you can't set up a stall to sell them."

Wow, they're trying to sell a one-of-a-kind!

But does this boss really think they're idiots?

"Shopkeeper, add some more. Two hundred and fifty doesn't sound good."

Shopkeeper:...

"Two hundred and fifty-five coins, fifty catties. You can start delivering tomorrow. Is that alright?"

"Deliveries will begin in three days. To be honest, making tofu is very laborious; it takes several days to complete one batch."

"Then the supply in the future..." It's so troublesome, it only takes several days to complete one order. Suddenly, I feel that five coins doesn't seem so expensive.

"It will definitely be delivered to the restaurant on time."

The delivery was on time, and the shopkeeper was very satisfied.

After leaving the restaurant, Song Feng looked at her and said, "255 coins a day, Xiao Ning, how much silver do you make a month?"

A month here has 29 days.

"7 taels and 3 cents."

She was very dissatisfied with this number; once the house was built, she would need to do something else.

Song Feng was extremely satisfied. How many taels of silver could anyone earn in a year? His family could earn 7 taels of silver a month even just by hibernating during the winter. This stuff was practically free; he could make as much profit as he sold it for.

"Xiao Ning, let's go buy meat and make dumplings for dinner."

With a stable income at home, Song Feng was in a great mood and wanted to buy some good food for his family. He thought cabbage and pork dumplings made with white flour were the most delicious!

"Okay, buy more meat and a basket of eggs. We don't need to come to town for the next couple of days."

"it is good!"

Fang Xiaoning bought ten pounds of meat. Besides making dumplings, she also wanted to cook braised pork. Lately, she'd been very busy, and the family's meals had become less frequent.

"Brother Feng, when can we pick up the wooden buckets and basins we ordered?" To make it easier to soak acorns, they ordered ten large wooden buckets and ten large wooden basins from the village carpenter.

"I'll ask about it when I get back."

When I got home, I saw that the basin was more than half full of small stream fish.

"Where did it come from?"

“Your Uncle Zhou gave it to us. His son caught some in the river this morning. There are still about half a basin of shrimp in there. He heard you like to eat these, so he brought them all over for us.”

"Mom, we'll have small fish for lunch. Mom, I bought meat, so we'll have dumplings for dinner. Today we'll have chive and pork dumplings; the chives in the field will get too old if we don't eat them soon." There was such a big patch of chives. She also bought eggs to make chive pancakes with porridge tomorrow morning.

"Okay, we'll have the pork and chives dish. I'll go and prepare the small fish."

Zhao hadn't gone home yet. "Mother, let's eat here for lunch. I'll make fried small fish. So many fish will be hard to clean, so you can help me."

When Zhao saw the small fish in the basin, which were only the size of her little finger, she estimated they weighed at least ten pounds.

They rarely catch fish like this to eat; they have little meat and are difficult to prepare.

"This fish is not good. It's too small, has little meat, and tastes muddy."

"The Zhou family boy caught this because he saw that Xiao Ning liked to eat it last time."