Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 633 Chapter 630 Two: Business
In the end, Song Qiu only set up nine nursing homes, three in one shift, divided into three shifts, taking turns to be on duty in the morning, afternoon, and evening, ensuring that each shift has someone responsible for patrolling the entire house.

Of course, the Chuihua Gate was locked at night, and people from the outer courtyard could not enter. The three guards on duty patrolled the outer courtyard, and went out of the gate every two quarters of an hour to patrol around the wall.

Under the walls of the inner courtyard where thieves can easily get in, Orion Gao Liang and his men set up several traps. As long as the thieves dare to jump off, they will definitely fall into the traps.

There was only one Yang Dabao left, who was originally a farmer, so Song Qiu simply asked him to take care of the vegetable garden in Erjinxikuayuan.

It's so big, her grandma just wanted to have fun, and she couldn't handle it when she was really busy, and she didn't want her grandma to be so tired.

A dozen or so people were added at once, except that the house became a little more lively, the life didn't change much, it was still the same.

The most important thing is that it cost dozens of taels of silver, and the raw materials for making bean paste also cost a lot. Song Qiu counted his savings and couldn't wait to take advantage of the bean paste to earn more money You can feel at ease in your hand.

But if you want to make a lot of money, you need red peppers.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Qiu was not afraid of the sun or the heat anymore, and took Du Chuanfu and others to drive out seven cars, going from village to village to collect red peppers, even those towns and villages seventy or eighty miles away from Songshan Village. went.

After working hard for six or seven days, my skin became tanned and I became thinner.

Old Yuan's heart ached when she saw it, and said nothing to let her go out.

Song Qiu was indeed exhausted from the sun, and he was too tired, so he took a rest and asked Du Chuanfu to continue running with his people for two days.

Then a lot of red peppers were taken back, and there were a lot of piles in the Zhuangzi and the family house. Looking at the bright red peppers, thinking that they were all silver, I couldn't be happier.

The first batch of Doubanjiang was fermented for more than half a month, and it was ready. Song Qiu took the time to send the [-] altars and two large vats that Shen asked for.

She sent it in person, and she sent this batch through a leaked letter. There is Doubanjiang, so it can be ordered.

Last year, there were many restaurants and restaurants in Panshi Town alone, but they couldn't supply them at that time, so they only sold to Boss Lu's family.

This year is different, all comers are welcome, as much as you want.

For an altar of five catties and an altar of four hundred texts, one hundred altars equals 40 taels.

A pot of fifty catties is supposed to be four taels of silver per pot, but when the two pots add up, Song Qiu only charged six taels.

By the way, I also gave Shen's a pot of red oil.

Shen Shi has eaten this red oil before, and knows that it is a good thing. It is used for cold salad or noodles, and it tastes very fragrant.

As soon as I asked, there was a lot of this red oil, and I could buy it in large quantities. Even if I ordered fifty jars, I asked Minger to hurry up and deliver it, so that she could send the ship back to her home along with the bean paste.

Mrs. Shen also accepted Song Qiu's offer, paid the money with a smile on her face, and said that she had helped spread the bean paste, and guessed that someone would come looking for it later, and that the red oil would also be promoted to her later. .

Sure enough, as soon as Song Qiu left the Tongfang Pharmacy, Fan Jin, the Purchasing Manager of the Fan family, came to find him.

"Song Xiaodong's family, I heard that Doubanjiang is ready to order? It's kind, it's finally here. My old lady sent me to order three hundred jars."

Three hundred altars?
Song Qiu was startled.

However, Fan Jin said that there was not much, and there were many Fan family members, and he had to send some to the second master in Beijing, and to the in-laws of various families. This was not enough at all, and he would have to buy more soon.

Song Qiu was naturally happy with such a large order, and smiled and agreed to deliver the goods to the town early in the morning.

Fan Jin even wanted to pay all the money first, and asked Song Qiu whether he wanted a bank note or a silver ingot.

Song Qiu thought that it would be more convenient to bring a bank note for a long trip, so he asked for a bank note.

It was settled here, and Song Qiu turned to Fang Ji's grocery store to say something.

Fang Hui said long ago that Doubanjiang is ready to support him.

Having settled this, I went to the pottery kiln to order a lot of small jars, and then went back to the village.

On the second day, Du Chuanfu took his six sons and others, drove a mule cart, and sent [-] jars of bean paste to Fan's family in the town, as well as [-] jars of red oil ordered by Shen's.

A pot of red oil is also five catties, which requires no less effort than that of bean paste. First, the chili must be dried in the sun, and then the dried chili must be roasted until fragrant and then crushed. It is also troublesome, and the main oil used is also a lot.

In addition, she plans to order dried chilies from Fangji to continue to make red oil later, and it would be ridiculous to increase the price at that time, and the cost will be included now.

So Song Qiu's price is more expensive than Doubanjiang's, such a pot is [-] Wen.

Fifty altars are 40 taels of silver.

After Shen's good start here, the town heard the news, and Song Qiu sat at the town's house, and many people came one after another.

They are all the shopkeepers of restaurants and restaurants in the town or something.

This is ten jars of bean paste, and that one is made of bean paste.

The same is true for red oil, two altars and five altars.

Shopkeeper Qi was the first to come. He is Lu Ji's big shopkeeper, so naturally he came for Lu Ji. Lu Ji wants restaurants in Fucheng, and there are many in other places.

Lu Jiben was the only one other than Xian Fu Lai Restaurant that got the first opportunity of Doubanjiang last year. It was selling very well. Naturally, it is more happy than others. You can order as much Doubanjiang as you want.

I'm even more afraid that this time is over, and this year's Doubanjiang will be gone again.

So with a wave of his hand, he signed a contract with Song Qiu for one hundred jars of bean paste and two hundred jars of red oil.

Song Qiu was also taken aback by Master Lu's generosity, good guy, fifty catties a tank, one hundred tanks, that's five thousand catties, how long will it take?It won't last a year.

Immediately said, don't worry, there is enough Doubanjiang this year, and it is decided that there will be no situation where there will be no stock after buying only a few dozen jars.

She has collected a lot of red peppers this year, most of them are used to make bean paste, and the small ones are used to make some red oil. This is also because Fang Hui must have a lot of dried peppers, and she will buy from him when the time comes , a steady stream, you can also continue to make red oil.

But shopkeeper Qi got Master Lu's order, and he didn't change it at all. With a wave of his hand, he ordered so many.

Song Qiu was overjoyed, he could make money, and there was no reason not to hold back the sale, so he signed the reservation cheerfully.

In one day, Song Qiu negotiated a lot of business, and they all agreed to deliver them one by one in order from the second day onwards.

When Du Chuanfu came back after delivering the goods, he mentioned that the Fan family also wanted a hundred jars of red oil.

With so many orders at once, Fang Hui, a big customer, hasn't come yet.

Song Qiuxi smiled brightly and waved his hand. On Zhuangzi, everyone in Zhang’s workshop gave me a hand. Work harder every day, mince more chili peppers, grind more dried chili peppers, and pay for processing!
The temptation of processing money is still quite strong, and everyone is working harder now, wishing they would not rest at noon and work at night.

(End of this chapter)