Rebirth of farming for a living

The opening of the shop here went smoothly. Guo Changfeng's people went back to report after eating the cold skin. They heard that the food sold in this shop was so cheap, which made Guo Changfei's face distorted with anger.

"How is the very cool skin made?"

The servant was dumbfounded and frowned, thinking carefully. He only knew that there was some cucumber and sesame sauce in it, and there were some red ones with sesame and peanuts, but he didn't know what they were.

After recalling the taste, I am still a little greedy.

I'll try something else next time.

Seeing Guo Changfeng glaring at him, the servant quickly calmed down his expression and spoke in general.

The more Guo Changfeng listened, the more confused he became. Seeing that his servant couldn't tell him anything, Guo Changfeng simply asked him to leave.

He knew that the Du family's restaurant was successful, and he wanted to arrange for people to enter it at first, but it was a shame that the Du family simply stopped recruiting workers from outside.

It sounds like if you only do business for a dozen yuan, no matter how prosperous it is, what's the use?

I let the second son of the Du family waste such a good shop!

This is Guo Changfeng's short-sightedness. How could a person who is used to being aloof know that this snack is very profitable.

Guo Changfeng thought for a while and called on his confidants: "How is the business of Du Ji Ice Shop these two days?"

"Business is getting more and more prosperous, but many people bought it but didn't take it."

Guo Changfeng became interested as soon as he heard this: "Could it be that there is no ice in Du Ji Ice Shop for the time being?"

The cronies dare not tell nonsense, it doesn't look like it to him.

Guo Changfeng asked again: "Have you seen Du Zhaoyang recently?"

The confidant shook his head: "I haven't seen it. I heard that he went out to look for something."

Guo Changfeng understood immediately after thinking about it: "I think they don't have enough ice to sell. This guy must be in a hurry to buy it. I want to see how much he can buy."

After saying that, he asked his confidant to come over and say: "You arrange for a stranger to come over and order 5000 taels of ice to be brought to our ice cellar. Then you can directly change hands and still sell one tael."

The confidant hesitated: "Can this be done?"

Guo Changfeng waved his hand: "How much ice can the Du family have? 5000 taels is 1 yuan, let's see if I don't lose him to death! The Du family has no ice, and I can sell it for [-] taels, but someone still wants it!"

Guo Changfeng hated Du Zhaoyang and even the Du family.

He still felt that the Du family was trying to make a fool of themselves, and this idea was a brilliant one.

It's a pity that the news is inaccurate. The Du family's ice is really endless.

It just takes time.

The confidant thought that there was nothing wrong with it, so he went to the accounting office to collect the money and went to deal with the matter.

Guo Changfeng didn't know that ice was selling well now. Du Zhaoyang went out to look for sugar on one side and buy saltpeter on the other.

Du Zhaoyang and Cui Zeyu are relatives, and they rely on Desheng Hall to buy saltpeter. It is a simple matter.

While others were outside, the action here did not stop. Carloads of saltpeter were pulled directly to the backyard of Bingpu.

Made and sold now.

Li Qiuyan alone is naturally not enough, not to mention that Li Qiuyan has a lot to do and has no time recently.

Now there are many loyal servants of Du Zhaoyang in Bingpu's backyard.

From being extremely surprised at the beginning to being numb and calm now, these servants are making ice faster and faster.

Without him, Du Zhaoyang would also pay him wages.

Guo Changfeng's 5000 taels of silver were destined to be laughed at by Du Zhaoyang, Jiang Zhe and Li Qiuyan.

At this time, Li Qiuyan was also very happy, and all the things he prepared had been sold.

People in Fucheng accept the chili oil seasoning quite well.

Time is limited, so I can’t buy any more cold skin in the evening, I really can’t make it.

There is no preparation.

There are many people who have been here at noon and plan to come back to eat in the evening for a change.

It was a little cooler at night, and some people were curious about hot and sour noodles. Li Qiuyan explained and sold a few bowls.

Except for one person who can't eat spicy food, everyone else praised it non-stop.

The self-taught person also ordered pancakes to be eaten with hot and sour noodles, plus a bowl of iced sour plum soup, which made it comfortable and moist.

Since then, this shop has become a small canteen for many people. It has been spread by word of mouth and has attracted many dignitaries to come and taste it.

Of course, this is something.

Just looking at the items sold, he knew that today's income would definitely be huge. Li Qiuyan's eyes were bright as he held the money box.

This money box is bigger than the one in the restaurant in my town, even so, it is still full.