Across the Market

Chapter 103

She reached out to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead, pinned the loose strands of hair behind her ears, and said with a smile: "Come on step by step, I have an idea now, I plan to push the cart to the market to sell it first." .If the response is good, then rent a storefront and open a pastry shop in Songyang County first."

Xie Yi immediately clapped his hands in agreement and said, "I think this idea is good. When the time comes to open a shop in the capital, the business will definitely be good."

Zhu Fuba counted with his fingers, thinking about the cost of making a large piece of cake just now, if he really has such a plan, he has to fix the price.

If calculated according to the prices in Songyang County, an egg costs two renminbi, five eggs is ten renminbi, plus the oil, sugar, and flour needed to steam a piece of chicken cake, it is about [-] renminbi. .If you add milk... milk, I don't know how much that big jar of milk costs.

Shen Yulou seemed to know what Zhu Fu wanted to ask, looked at her and said, "There is a family in Lihua Village who raises a few cows that can produce milk, and the pot just now costs one penny."

That big pot can produce ten pots of cakes, that is to say, the cost of one pot of milk is ten renminbi. In this way, it is more appropriate to set a cake at [-] renminbi.Then, if you sell one piece, you can make a net profit of ten cents, if the labor costs are not included.

One pot can be cut into eight big pieces, one of which costs five Wen, the price is reasonable, at least the people here can afford it.

As soon as he said it, Zhu Fu first made two pots, covered them with gauze, and brought a wooden board, asking Shen Yulou to write a name on the wooden board.

Shen Yulou thought for a while and said: "There is already a pork shop called 'Zhu Ji' in Songyang County. It might be a bad idea to have the same name. Since the pastry made of eggs was conceived by sister Fu, why not call it 'Zhu Ji'? How about 'Fu Ji'?"

Xie Yi shook his head: "It's too petty, if you go to the capital in the future, this name won't be loud enough." He gave Shen Yulou a sneaky look, narrowed his eyes and said, "In my opinion, it's better to call it ' Fumanlou' Well, you see, this name is really majestic and eye-catching, and the business must be booming."

Zhu Fu unconsciously glanced at Shen Yulou, seeing that he was also looking down at her, she laughed and said, "It's just a stall, I don't know if anyone will buy it... Fu Manlou is probably too grand It’s a bit extravagant, but I think Brother Shen’s Fu Ji is pretty good.”

Xie Yi shrugged and hummed: "If you don't listen to the beautiful man, you will suffer in front of your eyes." Then he said, "Otherwise, if you set up a stall, you should call Fuji first. If you find a shop in the future, you should be more generous. Miss Zhu Er Think about it, you are the one who will bring your business to the capital in the future."

Zhu Fu said: "Who said I'm going to the capital? My family is here, at most I can only fool around in Huzhou."

Xie Yi exclaimed: "If you don't go to the capital, how can I eat your cooking?" Then he stretched out his hand to hook Shen Yulou's neck and pulled, and began to speak without restraint, "Besides, Brother Shen, a genius like this, will definitely be a genius in the future. He needs to go to high school. He will definitely stay in the capital as an official after high school, if you don't go, so what..."

"Zizhan!" Shen Yulou interrupted him, feeling a little strange that he didn't cover up his words, but there was still a gentle smile between his brows and eyes, he said with a smile, "Let's not talk about whether I can pass the exam, if I'm lucky enough to go to high school , That is also to return home to benefit the people. There are many opportunities to stay in the capital, but I am afraid that I will not be able to adapt to such a prosperous place."

Xie Yi slapped his forehead with a slap, and shouted wildly, "I have pity on my mouth..."

Sister Nuan also followed his example, raised her head and shouted, "I'm sorry for your stomach..."

Everyone in the yard laughed, and when it was over, Shen Yulou still wrote the word "Fu Ji".

(End of this chapter)