fish street dad

It was the first time Bai Chunsheng saw such a terrifying Wang Kunfeng.

Maybe the folks were right, he thought, and it really was a scary cat.

Super fierce! ! !

Strangely, he didn't feel scared.

Or rather, he even wanted to laugh a little.

Wang Kunfeng's current appearance is like a kitten who caught the first mouse in his life and was ready to share it with his master, but was thrown away by the master in a hurry. My little heart... poof~

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!" The cat demon pinched the clam's tall and small nose angrily.

"Oh~ I was wrong, Brother Kun." A soft voice of begging forgiveness escaped from the small mouth that was lightly colored with cherry blossoms.

Wang Kunfeng couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

What was he trying to say just now?

Why did my mind go blank all of a sudden?

"Brother Kun, I know that what you say is for my own good, but brothers have to settle accounts clearly. Besides, if something happens in the workshop, don't you have to rely on you to settle it? If you take the [-]% of the shares, you can't do it. Save up some money yourself, right? I heard from Mrs. Wang that she will see someone for you in a while, so if you save up some money, you can buy some rouge, gouache, hairpin and jewelry for my sister-in-law in the future." Bai Chunsheng begged for mercy with a smile.

I don't know which sentence touched the cat demon, Wang Kunfeng finally let go of Bai Chunsheng's nose, and sat down by the pool again, but he never returned to his original position, and the two of them just stood side by side Soak in the pool.

Leaning against the pool to calm down the restless mood, the cat demon's face sank, and then he remembered that he wanted to settle accounts with this ungrateful mussel, but he didn't expect that when he saw that beautiful mouth, he would say nothing. Forget it, there is only one thing in my mind, and that is to jump over and bite the small cherry-colored mouth. The deliciousness hidden in the mouth is soft and creamy, and it must be more tender than the best fish...

etc!I can't think about it anymore, it's important!

The cat demon wiped his face fiercely, although he was still very angry that He Mum was not angry at all when he heard that he was going to meet and prepare to get married, but when he saw that the matchmaker he invited actually asked to marry It was me, and the cat demon immediately felt refreshed, and didn't care about the mussel's stupid explanation.

However, He Mum was right in saying one thing, he really needs to save more private money, and he can't just focus on business when he goes out on a boat in the future, he must find some suitable gifts for this stupid He Mu, right?

Besides, after they get married, they can't continue to live in the rented broken yard. He has to find a way to earn some money on the bright side through "a fair way" and change the whole family to a separate house. It would be best if they could buy it, they would have to live here for at least eight years, and it would not be an option to always rent a house.

Moreover, there is another advantage of opening a workshop with Bai Chunsheng. Every word and deed is under the nose of the little spy. Some things don't have to be too scruples. He does have some things that need to be brought to the surface slowly with the help of this workshop. Some things cannot be concealed after all. Instead of being uncovered by others, it is better to simply expose yourself, just like the iceberg in the extreme north, what is exposed outside is not sufficient, and what is hidden in the deep sea is truly scary.

He wanted to protect his wet nurse and San Lang's aunt, and he wanted to stay with this mussel with its white head. It was impossible to rely on the status of the eldest son, which was not recognized by the palace. But now, Bai Chunsheng's proposal gave him a new inspiration.

Perhaps, with the help of the workshop, he can expose some things to Shang Qiulu in advance. He believes that this spy will make a "timely" judgment...

This is also the main reason why he has always tolerated Shang Qiulu's activities under his nose.

This guy is really an exquisite egoist, unlike ordinary secret agents, he knows what the princess wants, and he also knows what he wants, and will choose a balance point in the middle, so that the princess feels that this position There is no one else who is competent except him, which also makes him feel that it is the best choice for Wang Kunfeng only if he, Shang Qiulu, stays in this position.

And Shang Qiulu, relying on his own ability, has completely gained a firm foothold in the secret guard camp of the palace, and no one dares to underestimate this young spy who is not too old.

Wang Kunfeng was almost sure that Shang Qiulu knew what he should say to the princess and what to say to the prince.He doesn't mind letting Shang Qiulu take these so-called "secret reports" in exchange for some benefits, because he just wants to use these "secret reports" to tell Prince Yu and his wife openly that he has reached the age to get married, and , has found that person who is suitable to spend his life with him.

After coming out of the bathhouse, Bai Chunsheng really talked to Xie Huang, Shang Qiulu, and Aunt Zhou about opening a condiment workshop with Wang Kunfeng the next night.

"That's what I think. Although the business of our shop is good, the cost is also high. After deducting the cost, the daily net profit is only about two taels of silver..."

"Wait! It's only about two taels of silver? Shopkeeper, do you know how much the sesame seed seller next door earns a month? It's not even one tael! It's a month! You can earn two taels of silver a day, which is already very enviable." Okay?" Xie Huang couldn't help complaining.

"But I've inquired. The homestead outside the town costs 30 taels of silver per mu. If I build a house myself, can't I buy two or three mu of land? I also need to buy bricks, tiles and wood, and hire craftsmen to build the house. Customized furniture... I did a rough calculation, and a decent house would cost at least 300 taels of silver to build." Bai Chunsheng insisted on wanting to be a homeowner!This is the last stubbornness of their demolition of the second generation!

He used to hold more than a dozen houses located in prime locations in the provincial capital with one hand, but he didn't cherish them. He regretted it when he lost them. There is nothing more painful than this in the world.If God could give him another chance, he would say three words to those houses: I will not sell them!If he had to add a time limit to this promise, he hoped it would be... 1 years!

Maybe God punished him to become a renter without a piece of tile, because he had thought about selling several houses at the beginning?

Bai Chunsheng's heart is bleeding when he thinks of the dozen or so houses in his family who don't know who is cheaper in the end! ! !

"More than 300 taels of silver?" The three of them fell silent together.

Aunt Zhou was silent because now she would never spend so much money to build a country house. Her money was left for her son to study and take the imperial examination, and for her daughter to marry. Spend more.

Xie Huang was silent because he tried to imagine in his limited mind, if more than 300 taels of silver were all bought for his favorite egg yolk, how many egg yolks would there be?At least you have to use a big boat to hold it, right?It has to be the kind of big ship that transports food!

And Shang Qiulu was silent because of envy.Yes, envy!Very envious!

He is very rich, and there is no age distinction in the secret guard camp of Prince Yu's Mansion. Sometimes, in some special places, the younger the age, the more innocent and harmless it looks, and the easier it is to sneak in.So, regardless of his young age, in terms of length of service, he is full of money. He has served in Prince Yu's Mansion for almost ten years. The monthly money every year, plus the rewards after returning from missions, certain "" Unexpected income", now his net worth is only a few tens of thousands of taels of silver.

But so what?

Even if the money is piled up like a mountain, as long as he is still the secret guard of Prince Yu's mansion, his life will not be his own, let alone the money?Don't even think about building a house of your own like Bai Chunsheng's aboveboard.

Have you seen any dark guards with their own house?If there is, it is also fake, the purpose, naturally, is for the needs of the mission...

Dark guards are not worthy of their own homes.

Therefore, at this moment, Shang Qiulu suddenly envied Bai Chunsheng.

Although this clam monster is very poor, every copper coin he earns is his own!He can use the silver to build his own house and live his own life, but he is just a mouse hiding in the dark. He does not know when he will be buried in the darkness. Maybe, if he is unlucky , not even a body collector?

"I think the shopkeeper is right." After a pause, Shang Qiulu was the first to stand up and agree, "When I was serving food in the shop these days, many customers have already asked about the kimchi in our shop. , chili sauce and scallion oil, can I buy some to take back, especially some guests from other places, unlike the locals, they can come to eat if they want to eat, it’s just a few steps away. Those guests from other places, It’s rare to come to our town once in a few years, and our side dishes and sauces are delicious, so I inevitably want to take some back to share with my family.”

"That's right!" Bai Chunsheng clapped his hands, "I thought there is still some space under the eaves outside our shop? Why don't we build a small warehouse there and put the pickles and sauces made in the workshop there. If there are customers who want to buy it, they can take it out and sell it at any time.”

"In addition, Brother Kun and I have also discussed that if the pickles and sauces produced in the workshop cannot be sold out in the store, we can entrust him to ship them to the state capital for sale by cargo ship, and the money earned will be deducted In exchange for the cost, I will share another [-]% with him, and he agreed."

"Oh? Manager Bai also wants to take a stake in this workshop business?" Shang Qiulu's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head inexplicably, pretending to peel garlic, and asked casually.

"That's right! I told him that I wanted to build a house. It just so happened that Brother Kun said that Sanlang and Auntie were growing up gradually. I also want to build a smaller house, but you also know that the money he earns on weekdays is not enough for the family to spend. The family of four depends on him to earn money, and it is not easy to save money. So I pulled him into the team, at least, with Brother Kun's name, no one in the workshop would dare to make trouble."

"That's true!" Aunt Zhou quite agreed with this.

"The main reason for discussing with the big guys so urgently is because once the workshop gets busy, I will definitely be watching over there every day. The shop will trouble you guys a lot in the future. Don't worry. , I won’t let everyone work in vain.”

"If the workshop really starts to open, from now on, Qiulu will temporarily act as the manager of the shop, and the monthly salary will rise to five taels of silver per month. Xiao Xie, I will recruit three more small workers for you later. You take them to be responsible for serving dishes and clearing the table. Aunt Zhou, I would like to ask you to also be in charge. I will also recruit three people for you. One is responsible for lighting the fire under the stove, and the other goes to the back kitchen to wash dishes and vegetables. Next time, you will bring him to cook noodles together, and the monthly money for the two of you will be three taels of silver per month."

"Of course, if the kimchi and sauces sold in the store sell more, I will give some extra money here. It's not too late to talk about this in the future, what do you think? If you agree, I will Tell Brother Kun, ask him to find me a place to open a workshop."

"There's nothing wrong with Auntie, but it's a good thing, Chunsheng, that you want to open a workshop and make a lot of money, but to make kimchi and sauce, you must have a lot of cabbage and peppers, right? Ordinary bean sauce is easy to make, but you need to buy more A few beans are nothing, but this cabbage and peppers..."

"What's the matter, auntie?"

"You don't know that few people grow this cabbage locally. It was originally a rare item brought over from the south. Because it consumes firewood and oil to cook, the local people eat very little, only a few in the county. There are restaurants selling it, it's a good thing you want to make kimchi, but where do you get those many cabbages?" Aunt Zhou worried.

As if afraid that the blow Bai Chunsheng received would not be enough, she paused, and couldn't help adding another sentence——

"Besides, although the mountain peppers are not worth much, it will take a lot of work to buy them in large quantities. Besides, the mountain people only grow the mountain peppers for their own consumption, and they will pick off the mountain if they can't finish them. Sell, I'm afraid there won't be much for us to buy."

Bai Chunsheng: "..." Why is it so difficult for him to make money? !

However, large quantities have their benefits, and small quantities also have their own ways. After thinking about it, Bai Chunsheng was reluctant to give up this way of making money, and decided to discuss it with Wang Kunfeng tomorrow.

Moreover, if the workshop is to be set up, it will not be put into production immediately this year. Whether it is cabbage or pepper, it can be produced in the same year it is planted. Vegetable farmers can plant a batch of cabbage first in autumn, and maybe they can make a batch before winter.

Too little?

Then sell it more expensive~

When the first batch of cabbage farmers have made money, there will be no need for them to tell them in the future. Naturally, there will be follow-up planting. When the quantity is large, the price will naturally come down.

However, if the kimchi and chili sauce were too expensive, it would not be appropriate to continue giving them away for free at the food store. He had to think about alternatives.After all, it is the advantage of their food shop to give them side dishes when they eat. If they stop giving them away for the sake of selling money, it will not be good for the reputation of the food shop.

The next day, after Bai Chunsheng and Wang Kunfeng explained the problems they found after their discussion last night, Wang Kunfeng also had a headache.He has always played the role of fighting and killing at the pier, and he has his own important things to do behind the scenes, so he naturally doesn't care about the production of cabbage and mountain peppers.

What are the alternatives?If he knew, he would have learned to cook a long time ago!

#Labor-capital go to the vegetable market for only one reason, and that is to lead a team to collect protection fees. Who knows how many people sell cabbage and mountain peppers in the market every day? #王雯风 thought in a daze.

"Forget it, I'll go and have a look by myself. By the way, ask a few old vegetable farmers, if anyone is willing to help me grow some cabbages and mountain peppers." Bai Chunsheng glanced helplessly, "I never care about food and vegetables." Mr. Cat Demon.

"Then go now, I think the morning market in your shop is coming to an end, and they can deal with the rest, you clean it up, we'll go now." Wang Kunfeng ate the remaining noodles in a few mouthfuls, Then put some fish balls hidden below into Saburo's bowl, let Sanlang go to work in the bookstore after eating, then took Bai Chunsheng to the fish street where vegetables and fruits were sold.

Probably because this street is managed by people, the business types of the whole fish street are very clearly divided. Naturally, the side near the wharf sells more kinds of aquatic products and fish, and there are some restaurants, restaurants, tea stalls and grocery stores in the middle. For example, guests from other places generally like to come here to shop, and it is also the busiest place in the whole Fish Street. In future generations, it is probably equivalent to the local "souvenir market", right?Going further back, folks from all over the world come to set up stalls and sell their own specialties, fruits and vegetables. Because this place is close to the small river, ordinary people's boats can directly dock on the stone steps behind the street. It is very convenient, so many nearby farmers took boats to sell some local products here, such as melons, fruits and vegetables, chicken, duck, game, and mountain products.

The morning market on the other side of the wharf is almost over at this point, but it is the bustling time here. Everyone who comes here to set up a stall has a fixed-sized space, and a stall fee of five copper coins is charged every day. If you are willing to pay, you can also use your own output to offset the account.

Wang Kunfeng would not do these things in person, so naturally some of his men would go to the stalls to collect them. The corner of Bai Chunsheng's mouth twitched as he watched these young people eating a peach from the east and a melon from the west, thinking that it was no wonder that I am only willing to eat the smallest portion of scallion oil noodles. I am worried that if I eat too much, I will not be able to eat and drink in the morning market!

However, Bai Chunsheng would not take care of this kind of nosy affairs with a long eye. Even in later generations, it is impossible to completely eradicate this style of eating and drinking, let alone here?To be honest, compared with the kind of real bully who would cut people's lives at every turn, these subordinates of Heiyujing are actually very good. At least, they only dare to grab some food and drink, instead of grabbing them in the street.

Unsurprisingly, just as Aunt Zhou was worried, there were not many sellers of cabbage and mountain peppers in the market. Bai Chunsheng walked all the way, and only saw one seller of cabbage, and five of mountain peppers, but there were not many of them. , Usually it’s just two bamboo baskets, and they’re not full, and you can tell at a glance that there’s more than enough for your family to eat, so come over and sell them for some copper coins to buy salt.

After wandering around, Bai Chunsheng finally discovered the fatal flaw of the farmers selling vegetables here: serious homogeneity!Especially serious!When courgettes are on the market, courgettes are sold. When wombats are on the market, the streets are full of wombats. Now this is the season when local small melons, peaches, pears, and crisp plums are on the market. You can almost walk a few steps all over the street. Things are also sold cheaply. A cantaloupe the size of an adult's two fists sells for only two copper coins!Crispy plums the size of pigeon eggs cost only three copper coins per catty!

Although the price is not high, it is obvious that it is not what he wants.

and many more!

"Well, old man, are you selling this too?" Bai Chunsheng saw an old man walking by carrying a load of sweet potato vines, and hurriedly called to him.

"This is the wild sweet potato vine that the old man cut from it. I want to take it home and feed it to the pigs. Why do you want to buy it? It's not worth much." He didn't dare to take the opportunity to fool Bai Chunsheng, so he honestly showed him the way.

"Why are you asking this? Do you want to raise pigs?" Wang Kunfeng asked with a frown as he didn't like such smelly animals like pigs.

"No, Brother Kun, let me tell you, the wild vegetables that the old man picked up just now are much more delicious when made into pickles than cabbage! And the peppers that are pickled together as side dishes don't necessarily have to be mountain peppers. The peppers grown are also fine!"

"And, more importantly, those are wild vegetables! Wild vegetables! They don't cost money! Hurry up, let's go over and have a look. If there are many wild sweet potato vines of this kind, they are perfect for pickling now!" Bai Chunsheng was so excited that his face turned red. up.

There is no other reason, this kind of wild sweet potato vine, in his previous life, he would go to the river with his grandmother every year to cut a lot and make kimchi.

The grandma of the Bai family came from the countryside, and she made good kimchi, especially the sweet potato vines she pickled herself, which was hot and sour. Helping the hungry ghosts to snatch it up, the grandma of the Bai family is very business-minded, and many people say it is good when they see the sweet potato vines they pickled, and they pickle a lot every year. When you're done, go home. A pound of pickled sweet potato vines costs ten yuan. It's very easy to sell!

And the source of these sweet potato vines is ridiculous, but they don't want a penny.There is a natural ditch in their provincial capital. On the uninhabited wasteland upstream of the ditch, someone randomly threw some germinated sweet potatoes on it. Year after year, many wild sweet potato vines naturally grew.

This kind of sweet potato vines that have not been cut can’t grow sweet potatoes, because the urban area prohibits raising pigs, and those who cut sweet potato vines back to raise pigs in the past stopped coming. After Bai’s grandma discovered this place, she would let Bai Chunsheng’s father open it every year. I took her to cut the sweet potato vines in the car, and there were many large earthen pots weighing twenty catties in the yard, all of which were pickled sweet potato vines by her old man, with chopped old garlic cloves and green and red peppers cut into strips, After pickling, it is hot and sour and refreshing. When eating, take out some, wash it, and fry it with rapeseed oil. Bai Chunsheng can eat two big bowls of porridge with this pickle!

Wang Kunfeng had no choice but to borrow a small boat to accompany him upstream to "investigate wild ingredients", and was disgusted by this damn river clam: If I didn't take you with me, I would have just swam there!