MTL - I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room-Chapter 5 make money

  Chapter 5 Making Money

   Went out for a stroll, oh no, after a day of investigation, Yu Zhi finally decided on a big plan to make money: selling sauce-flavored cakes.

  No matter which dynasty or generation, the life of ordinary people is always inseparable from basic necessities of life, and they have to think about these if they want to earn money.

  Yu Zhi found that the food in the Daqing Dynasty was quite simple, including steamed buns, noodle cakes and steamed buns. There are meat buns and vegetarian buns, and the taste is just so-so. It can't be compared with the ones she has eaten before.

  Yu Zhi felt that he could definitely try it on food.

  With Mama Jiang, who is in charge of the kitchen, Yu Zhi has the confidence to make delicious buns even if he only speaks out. However, the stuffing needs to be adjusted to make buns, and there is no meat grinder, so the process of chopping the stuffing is too troublesome.

  Forget it, forget it, she doesn't have too much ambition, just sell sauce cakes and earn some money to improve her life. As for the restaurant, the restaurant street—forget it.

  Of course, even if she has ambitions, she can't realize it. With only two employees, start-up capital of three taels of silver, and open a restaurant? I want to fart.

  Mother Jiang hesitated, "Sauce-flavored pancakes? I have never heard of it before, how can I make it? And I have never sold anything before!" She was not afraid to show her face, but she was afraid that the things would not be sold and the money would be wasted.

   "I will, I will teach you. Sauce-flavored biscuits are a good thing. I guarantee that there is only one in the whole capital. It doesn't matter if you haven't sold anything. If our biscuits are placed outside, people who know the goods will rush to buy them."

  Yu Zhi made a sauce pancake with noodles, cut it into small pieces and shared it with Mama Jiang and Cherry.

   After the two tasted it, their expressions changed immediately.

  Yu Zhi was very proud, "How is it, is it delicious? Can it be sold?"

  The sauce used in this sauce-flavored cake is her grandmother's unique secret recipe. With this skill, her grandma and her four siblings are supported by a single woman, and they all go to school.

  Don't underestimate this small piece of cake, the profit inside is huge.

   "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious! Girl, this servant has never eaten such a delicious cake." She ate the cherries without looking up.

  Mother Jiang also nodded, "It is indeed a fresh food, and the taste is good."

   It tastes good, but it has to be sold—after all, she is older than Cherry, so she has more concerns.

  Seeing this, Yu Zhi drew a big cake for her, "When I earn money, I will give you and Cherry an extra salary." She didn't believe that there are people who don't like money.

  Cherry was both surprised and delighted, "Girl, are there slaves?"

   "Of course, if you help Mama Jiang make it and sell it together, you will naturally have your share." There are only two employees under him, and naturally they are all mobilized.

   "Great!" Cherry smiled happily, and assured her again and again, "Girl, this servant will definitely study hard and help Mama Jiang with her work."

  Mama Jiang, what else can I say? "Then slave, let's try."

   To make sauce-flavored biscuits delicious, one is the sauce, and the other is the dough. When kneading the noodles, scald the noodles with boiling water first, so that the sauce-flavored cakes will be burnt and crispy, and will not harden.

  Mother Jiang is the master of the stove after all, and she mastered the trick after only trying it twice. Of course, the sauce was made by Yu Zhi, and she was only going to cook it this time. When the sauce was used up, she would teach Mama Jiang how to make the sauce.

  As for her, she is still suitable for lying down.

  The first time I went out to the stall, I was afraid that I would not be able to sell it if I made too much, so Jiang's mother mixed two catties of flour. Before going out, although they didn't say anything, Jiang's mother and Cherry both had apprehension on their faces.

  Yu Zhi was very calm, half lying on the soft couch, reading the script, only waved his hands, and didn't even lift his head.

   Sure enough, the two returned after only half an hour. Unlike the apprehension before going out, the two were both excited and happy, and there was a smile in the wrinkles in the corners of Mother Jiang's eyes.

"Girl, girl, the pancakes, sauce pancakes are all sold out, and they've all been robbed." Cherry rushed over first, with an excited expression, "Miss, the method you taught is really good, you let it be cut into small pieces and tasted for free, servant girl At the beginning, I was worried that I would lose money. If you didn’t see it, those who tasted it all paid for it.”

   Still scrambling to buy it, almost fighting for the last piece. She was dumbfounded. If Mother Jiang hadn't pushed her, she wouldn't have thought of collecting money.

   "It'll be fine when it's sold out." Yu Zhi wasn't surprised at all, and looked at Mother Jiang, "Is everything going well?"

   It went well, it went so well! If she hadn't experienced it herself, Mother Jiang would have thought it was a dream. Although she has never sold anything, she has bought things. When did food sell so well?

   It was sold out at just one stop, and there were still some that complained that she made too few.

  A small piece of sauce-flavored biscuit sells for two yuan, the same price as a meat bun. But there is meat in the human meat buns. Before the sale, she was guilty, worried that the price would be too high and no one would buy it. Who would have thought that those who had tasted it would dislike the price, but they were not slow at all, as if they might not be able to grab it.

  Are the people in the capital not short of money? No, yesterday when she was shopping for vegetables, she met a woman who was arguing with the street vendor for a piece of onion.

   After all, it’s because their sauce pancakes are so delicious!

   "Girl, I sold a total of two hundred and fourteen Wen." Mother Jiang's voice trembled, she poured all the copper coins on the table, staring at the table with eager eyes.

  A strong man can earn at most 20 Wen a day, and work is not done every day. She just went out in the morning and earned more than 200 yuan. This is the first time she has no experience and only made two catties of flour cakes. What if she made four catties? Isn't that two more than two hundred texts? What if you do it at noon? How much should you earn on this day? What about that month?

  Mother Jiang clutched her heart, feeling her heart was beating so fast.

  Yu Zhi calculated the cost, and after excluding the cost, there is still half left. This business is absolutely manageable.

She counted out twenty coins from the table, ten to Jiang's mother, and ten to Cherry, "I will give you another salary as agreed before. No matter how much you earn in the future, I will only take 80% after deducting the cost, and the remaining 20%." Mama Jiang, you and Cherry will share equally."

   Leaders eat meat, so employees have to drink soup, so as to mobilize their enthusiasm!

   "This?" Mother Jiang and Cherry looked at Yu Zhi in disbelief, thinking they had heard it wrong.

  Yu Zhi nodded calmly, "Yes, you heard me right, these ten coins are your dividends, not only today, but as long as the sauce cakes are sold for one day, you will have a steady stream of dividends."

  Mother Jiang was holding the ten Wen coins. Her hands were really shaking this time, her lips were trembling, and she almost shed tears.

  Her old lady is following a good master! Teach her such precious skills, and give her dividends, she is—God opened her eyes, allowing her to meet such a good master.

  She secretly vowed in her heart: she must serve the girl well.

  Cherry has already calculated in her mind how much silver she can earn a month, ten, twenty, fifty, eighty—oh, it hurts, she can’t even count.

  (end of this chapter)