Chapter 204 204. Do you want white fungus?
Xiao Feng walked back and forth around the pickup truck, unable to make up his mind.
Song Tan didn't even notice that anyone was struggling with his handful of green onions. She earned a lot of money yesterday, and once her plan to attract fishing guys was implemented, she received positive feedback (successfully bringing in goods), which can be regarded as a feeling of satisfaction and high spirits.
No, after the customers were hesitant and struggling to grab, and there was not much stock left, the vegetable vendor next door came over:
Good guy's! Three ounces of green onions sell for 20 yuan, which is more than 60 yuan per catty? Local shallots are also sold at the same price as Chinese toon.
and…
“You’re going too far, why don’t you clean up the onions?”
There is still a little bit of soil on the white whiskers. You can tell that they have just been pulled out of the ground. How weighing!
Song Tan's smile remained unchanged: "A handful? A handful is more than three taels."
Vegetarian:…
“Come on, come on!”
Humbling, he took out his mobile phone and transferred money.
Turning around, he saw the juicy coriander and nepeta again. He paused and continued to transfer the money to her: "Pick a handful of nepeta for me, and I'll use it to fry a thousand pieces of tofu at noon."
Having bought everything, I might as well just buy them all.
The vegetable seller hesitated, then transferred another sixty yuan and picked out garlic sprouts and coriander.
The vegetables costing 120 yuan together only amounted to a small bag. The vegetable seller was particularly disgusted:
“It’s not even enough to fry a plate.”
It is also because of this that the vegetables are sold a little slowly today.
At this moment, I heard a shy voice:
“Don’t fry it directly, it’s too wasteful. You can fry the scallions in scallion oil and mix them with the noodles, just one or two at a time. The scallions have a very good flavor.”
“Cilantro can also be used as a sauce to dip into boiled beef.”
The vegetable seller turned around and saw a fair-skinned young woman standing aside, looking at Song Tan's pickup truck with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
Song Tan's eyes lit up: "Okay! You're so good at it! Tell me quickly if there are any other ways to save money, and I'll send it to the group."
What happened to twenty yuan? It's not much more expensive. How can you not buy it just because it's not serious food?
Fairy Tan Tan was very disappointed with the progress this morning.
Xiao Feng thought about it for more than half an hour, and when he saw that the vegetables were almost sold, he couldn't help but come up and say something.
Seeing that the vegetable seller smiled so kindly, the anxiety in her heart also disappeared, and she asked:
“Is this a vegetable grown by your family?”
"yes."
“So how much does your family grow? Do you sell it at the vegetable market every day?”
Song Tan shook his head: "There are only a few acres of land in total. I come here to sell it when I have it. If I don't have it, forget it. Not necessarily."
Xiao Feng’s newly ignited heart suddenly cooled down.
She hesitated for a long time before deciding that her future career direction would be to turn to flower rolls - at worst, there would be less green onions and they would be more expensive. Nowadays, everyone is picky about what they eat. As long as it tastes good, it should be fine if it is a little more expensive.
It’s because of the instability of selling vegetables. She can’t sell rolls that are delicious and some are not, right?
That will ruin your reputation.
But she had witnessed the attractiveness of the flower roll this morning, and now she was reluctant to give up.
Thinking about it, he finally asked:
“Is there a wholesale price?”
Before Song Tan could answer, the vegetable seller on the side looked depressed:
Xiao Feng looked at Song Tan, but saw that the other party also nodded slightly towards her. She was instantly depressed again.
I knew in my heart that I wanted to leave, but I couldn't lift my steps no matter what.
She thought of Xuanxuan.
Xuanxuan has just entered elementary school, and he already feels that his life is in embarrassment. What should I do when my children go to junior high school or high school, or when their children go to college?
The older she gets, the less she can do.
I have never been able to improve my skills in selling steamed buns, and I can’t take care of my children while doing other things...
Always give it a try!
Xiao Feng then turned around and pointed to the remaining chives in the basket:
“How many are left? I want them all.”
“By the way, will you still sell it tomorrow? Can I make a reservation?”
At this time, the vegetable seller was a little surprised.
Xiao Feng’s outfit couldn’t be more plain. Although he is young and fair-skinned, his mental state can be seen.
The other party is definitely not someone who can consume Song Tan’s vegetables on a daily basis.
He became surprised: "There are more than twenty handfuls in this basket, which adds up to six or seven kilograms!"
Xiao Feng didn’t hide it either:
"I plan to take it back to make flower rolls. One tael can have five or six green onions. Use less green onions. One tael is enough to make a basket."
“When there are a lot of green onions, wash them, drain the water, cut them into finely chopped green onions, seal them in a plastic bag, and freeze them. When you eat them again, except that you can’t stir-fry them in oil, the taste won’t change much.”
Or you can just make it into flower rolls and freeze them, but their freezer is a bit small, so I won't consider this. Let's eat fresh.
She planned it well: "It accumulates over time and can be used when there is no more. It will be just right."
“If there is no more steamed buns one day, I will sell the steamed buns directly. They all say that our steamed buns are good.”
She really wanted to give up on the buns, but Xiao Feng knew herself: she really had no talent in making stuffings.
After selling it for so long, the response has been mediocre. For someone who loves to cook, this is actually quite frustrating.
Now, she has gained the courage and has already taken a prototype.
How can we save money and eat fresh and good food? Xiao Feng has really worked hard. In this short turn, she had even planned to increase the price of the flower rolls to three yuan each.
The vegetable seller was stunned:
“Sister, you are too honest, I didn’t want to ask this…”
Xiao Feng pursed his lips and smiled: "Then I can't hide it. Everyone who has tasted your food knows it. But my noodles are good. They can't compare."
Perhaps it was the popularity among the neighbors this morning that made her regain her confidence, or maybe it was the smell of the flower rolls that was so appealing.
At this moment, Xiao Feng speaks with confidence and seems to be particularly passionate about entrepreneurship.
Song Tan was also quite surprised.
She has sold a lot of vegetables in this vegetable market, and people from restaurants came to inquire about it several times. But firstly, they heard that it was not a large scale, and secondly, there was no wholesale price, so in the end they gave up.
To be honest, the customer in Zhucheng is more courageous, even Ziyunying dares to pay a thousand pounds for it.
But in real terms, Xiao Feng is the first wholesaler in the local area.
After thinking about it, her eyes also showed appreciation, which made Xiao Feng stunned for a moment, feeling that the young girl looked at her strangely.
Then the other party smiled:
“Isn’t it a bit monotonous to only sell flower rolls? Do you sell desserts? Do you sell white fungus soup?”
Xiao Feng: I am a mediocre bun seller, but I didn’t expect that I would reach the top of my life by relying on high-priced scallion rolls and sweet soup.
—More later.
(End of this chapter)