Happy peasant girl

Chapter 124 Opening a shop again (2)
"Mother, as much as you can sell, you can't really rot in the field. Besides, mother's pickled radish sticks are famous in the whole village. If you get them in the town, you will definitely make money." Lin Qingxi's mind has been active for a long time, but she It's still in the preparatory stage, what she lacks now is available people.

"How much can this rotten pickle be sold for? The common people have it in every family, even the rich family can't eat much for a meal." Mu's family is still very confident in the pickle that he pickles, and many customers like it when he tastes it. But pickles are not the main dish, so they cannot be sold in large quantities.

"Mother, the rich families in Fu'an County can't eat much, and the rich families in the entire Yunzhou Prefecture can always finish your pickles. Mother, how about...you and I sell pickles together!" Lin Qingxi approached with a smile Moe said.

"Partnership or not, if you really want to sell pickles, mother will help you!" Mu thought that Linqingxi was joking, so he didn't take it seriously.

"Mom, I'm telling the truth. This pickle is sealed and can be stored for a long time. Even if we sell it elsewhere, it won't be damaged. Don't refuse, let's give it a try. Brother is not busy recently. Are you at home, just let him go out to practice." Lin Qingyun is already studying the way of doing business hard, but theory alone is not enough, it needs to be combined with practice, so Lin Qingxi plans to start training Lin Qingyun from now on.

"Hui Lan, I think Miss Xi has a good idea. Looking at the big water tank in this courtyard, I also have a headache." Ye said.

"Give it a try, you mothers, I'll go down to the field to see the beans!" Under the influence of Lin Qingxi and others, the concept of Linyuan Mountain is also changing day by day. He also figured things out.

That night, after all the children fell asleep, several women from the old Lin's family gathered in the Ye family's east room. Linyuan Mountain went to the patriarch's house and hadn't returned yet.

"Grandmother, mother, I also think that my little sister has a good idea. Although this pickle is not very eye-catching, if it is sold well, it can be worth a lot of money." After the child grew up, Wu felt that he had more time. , but she is not good at embroidery, nor is she good at cooking, and she always thinks that she can do something by herself.

"Yes, grandma, mother, our family's life is better now, but no one has any reason to think too much money. Besides, since our family has this craft, it can't be buried, right?" Qin used to say to these people She doesn't like to intervene and talk too much about business matters, but recently Lin Qingyun and Lin Qingxi seem to be teaching her something intentionally or unintentionally. Although she is not sure for a while, she still remembers it carefully.

Ye Shi and Mu Shi didn't expect Qin Shi to say such a thing, they always thought that she was only good at embroidery.

"Yes, yes, but doing business is not that simple. Girl Xi, if you have an idea, just say it. Grandma, your mother, and your two sisters-in-law are all at your disposal." Mrs. Ye also counted as someone who went out to work. She also feels uncomfortable when she is idle at home and eating.

Lin Qingxi nodded, and said: "Grandma, mother, sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, I decided to open a small pickle shop in Fu'an Town first, and sell all kinds of pickles in the shop. I personally brought pickles to Yunzhou Fucheng to sell, and I believe that with my mother's craftsmanship, this dish will sell well. However, our pickles should be more particular."

"How particular are you?" Lin Qingyun suddenly walked into the room and said, Lin Qingfei and Lin Qinghai walked in with him.

After the three of them sat down, Lin Qingxi continued: "'A person depends on clothes and a horse depends on a saddle', and the products to be sold also depend on packaging and publicity. Specifically, the pickles sold by our family require It is different from others, for example, the pickles are called secret pickles, and the jars containing the pickles must be of different sizes, good or bad, and of course the prices are also different.”

"Girl Xi, could it be that the price of your same pickled vegetables will be different if you change it to a better jar?" asked Mu with some puzzlement.

"Mom, of course it's different. Although it's the same pickles, the price of the jar is different, so the price of the pickles sold is also different. Poor people don't pay much attention to food, but rich people pay more attention to it and use better ones. Only when the jar is filled can they catch their eyes." Lin Qingyun explained to Mr. Mu that he already had some experience in business.

"Brother is right. If there are more types and flavors of pickled vegetables, more people will buy them. We can go and see not only the Yunzhou prefecture, but also the larger prefectures nearby." A pickle, but a small business opportunity can also become a big business opportunity, Lin Qingfei will not underestimate it.

"Hey, you kids are talking too much. We haven't even written off our shop yet, and we don't know if it will sell well. You just think so far." The Mu family went as far as Fu'an Town, Her heart didn't dare to be that big.

"Mother, this is not too much to say. Recently I met a few friends, they often run back and forth between several prefectures to do business, I gave them two jars of pickles pickled by mother, they said they had never tasted so good I ate pickles, and I bought some dry food on the way to eat pickles, and the taste was very comfortable. They met me in Fu’an County yesterday, and they said they were willing to spend money to buy them from me.” Lin Qingfei also made some achievements during this period, Various characters also made a lot of friends.

"Then we can make the jars of pickles easier to carry, so that those who go out to do business, run darts, or other people who often sleep outside don't have to worry about finding vegetables to eat!" Lin Qingyun seemed a little excited, this is perfect opportunities to make money.

The word "walking darts" in Lin Qingyun's mouth moved Mu's family. Lin Qinghe is now an apprentice in the escort agency, and he will follow the darts in the future, thinking that her son can eat a bite of food, even if it is pickled vegetables, in her heart Also feel a little comforted.

Lin Qingxi didn't interrupt much, she saw Lin Qingyun and Lin Qingfei's growth during this period of time, and she was delighted in her heart. If this were put in modern times, they could really be called business geniuses.

"Then what should we do next?" Lin Qinghai asked a very practical question. It seems that the family members have a good impression of the pickle shop, but they have to do it.

"This pickled vegetable can not only pickle radish strips, but also pickle white cabbage, leeks, and wild vegetables. However, the salt is best to be Chudong salt, and the water is best to be spring water. With these two basic things, you can pickle well. Time and heat make the pickled vegetables delicious. Now you eat my pickled vegetables with Chunan salt and water from our Shanmei River.” When Mu was in her natal family, a friend of her father’s She gave them some Chudong salt. After she pickled the pickles with spring water, she found that the taste was very good, even better than the current one.

"Leave the salt to me, second brother, you will go to the town tomorrow to see if there is any small shop for sale, let's book the shop first." Lin Qingfei said to Lin Qinghai.

"Okay, leave it to me to find a shop!" Yipinxiang's business has been getting better and better recently, and the four apprentices sent by Linqingxi can now get started, so he has some free time.

(End of this chapter)