The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

At 01:30, Meng Xuanye, shopkeeper Liu and Li Xiaoer, Li Yuanwai and his wife, and some familiar store owners all came, and all of them smiled mysteriously at Song Fubao.

Song Fubao: ...

Are you all planning to change careers? !

If she didn't recognize the wrong person, most of them are not engaged in catering.

Grandma Song didn't come back because she was looking at the store, so Li Xiuzhi helped deliver tea and water, and the Song family sat behind Song Fubao, ready to help at any time.

Song Fubao didn't talk too much nonsense, he took out a stack of papers directly from his arms, and knew it was a recipe without thinking about it.

There are so many, you can always grab one or two.

Now in Da'an County, who doesn't know that the recipes produced by Song Fubao can be kept to earn money. With the blessing of this blessing, buying the secret recipes is something they can only wish for.

"The auction starts. I will introduce the recipes in my hands and offer the lowest price that I can accept. If you want, you can raise the price. The price starts from one or two taels of silver, and the highest price wins. Everyone here Some people have tried the dishes, some haven't, I can't guarantee that it will be to everyone's taste, so be cautious."

Song Fubao briefly introduced the process of the auction, and then explained the precautions.

"Finally, no more than 50% credit is allowed. That is to say, this secret recipe originally required 500 taels, and the silver that can be taken out below 250 taels cannot be photographed, and the credit date cannot exceed three days, otherwise it will be blacklisted. I will figure out another dish to replace the secret recipe you photographed, making it useless!"

The superficial warning is naturally nonsense.

These secret recipes, what to do is not delicious, replace them exhaustively, but what should be frightened is to be frightened, Song Fubao held back, held back his momentum, and continued.

Everyone nodded and kept rubbing their hands, completely unable to hold back, Song Fubao took the fresh gavel from Song Youzhu, and made a final decision.

"The auction begins. The first recipe is a dish consisting of sixteen dim sum dishes, named Qinhuai Bayan. They can be used together to make a big platter, or they can be divided into eight shops for separate use, independent of each other... The starting price is 200 two!"

After Song Fubao's introduction, the villagers were the first to be moved. They happened to be a total of eight families who came today. If they can be photographed, they can just cooperate to buy the house, but they can each share a share separately. This is not too appropriate.

They looked at each other, obviously excited, but they were not very familiar with auctions, so one of the representatives slapped nervously and shouted, "Two hundred and one taels!"

Song Fubao deliberately lowered the price, in order to increase the price so that he could increase the number a few times and add one or two... She knew that the villagers were already at their limit, and they managed their expressions very well, but Li Mu laughed out loud.

"Master, I bought it, 300 taels!"

"Mr. Li, don't compete with our little people. Fubao, sell it to me. From now on, you can buy cloth at the cloth shop. It will be half price, 310 taels!"

"You guys are really picky, sixteen dishes of dim sum, enough to support a dim sum shop, okay, Tianxianglou offers 1000 taels!"

"I believe in the quality of this dim sum, but 1000 taels is a bit high in the town. Except for Tianxianglou's shops all over the four countries, we can earn it back. We will have to work for several years to earn it back."

"But it can be used from generation to generation. In this way, people can earn a living and eat for several lifetimes. 1000 taels is not too much."

……

No one raised the price for ten seconds, and the villagers were dumbfounded. The 200 taels and the eight of them have been heartbroken for a long time. Sure enough, this secret family recipe is not something that can be bought casually.

The light in their eyes dimmed.

Song Fubao tapped the hammer, "Two once for 1000, two times for 1000, two or three times for 1000, the deal is completed. Congratulations to shopkeeper Liu of Tianxianglou for winning the auction. You won the recipe Qinhuai Bayan. Fourth brother, send it to Grandpa Liu!"

Song Fubao took out the first sheet and folded it in half twice.

Shopkeeper Liu also took out two 500 taels of silver bills and handed them over. Song Fubao put them in his sleeves, and actually stuffed them directly into his own space.

Now no bank can have her safe and hidden space.

"The second recipe, Braised Pork Rice, starts at 500 taels!" Song Fubao continued, listening to everyone's price increase, it ended at 200 taels, and it was still Tianxianglou.

The third dish, fish-flavored shredded pork, and the fourth steamed chicken were sold at Tianxianglou for 700 taels and 500 taels. The Song family can make them, but they don't participate in the share.

Seeing that the recipes were about to be photographed by the Tianxianglou family, the others were in a hurry, but no matter how they were compared, there was no way they were richer than them!

In the end, shopkeeper Buzhuang bought the small crispy meat, 600 taels, because shopkeeper Liu had diarrhea and went out, so he urged Song Fubao to rush to auction to grab it.

The glutinous glutinous rice wine was taken away by Li Mu for 500 taels.

Finally, after the second discussion, the Bajiazi Union in the village jointly photographed the tempura series. After stipulating that each family can only fry something, it cost 160 taels, which happened to be 20 taels for one family.

Some families paid the full amount in installments, but it was handled internally. Song Fubao simply gave away the crispy plantains. After all, tempura is really simple.