It's a pity that neither soy milk nor bean curd has sugar.
It tastes like fragrant beans and has a good texture, but there is no sweetness.
Fubao smashed it, and I deeply felt that adding some sugar would be good.
Jiang Li said with a smile: "Auntie Dashuang, this tofu pudding tastes very good, so I will give you half a jar of tofu pudding and half a jar of soy milk. I will give you this silver fruit and sell it to me together with your jar."
Both aunts were shocked and waved their hands quickly, "No, no, no, what's the point? This tofu pudding and soy milk are not worth much, and the earthenware pot is not worth much. Just give me 30 yuan! Where can I get it?
Get the silver fruit!"
To farmers, silver berries are already a lot of money, and even in change, it is difficult to find them.
Although Aunt Dashuang is willing to let the noble man try the taste of her own food, she never dares to be greedy.
Fu Bao finished the bean curd in three mouthfuls and returned the bowl to Da Shuang obediently, "Auntie, you don't know, my eighth uncle is the owner of a big restaurant!"
Aunt Dashuang was even more surprised and at a loss, "This, this... may I ask which restaurant you belong to?"
"Hongfu Tower."
Aunt Dashuang was even more embarrassed, "The one in the capital?"
Fu Bao nodded, "That's it."
Both of them were dumbfounded.
She hasn't been to the city many times, but she has heard of the reputation of Hongfu Restaurant. It is said that it is the largest restaurant in the capital!
It’s a place where dignitaries in the capital also like to go!
She never expected that the owner of such a big restaurant would come to her yard today.
Dashuang suddenly didn’t know what to say.
Fu Bao jumped off the bench, and Jiang Li sat on the other side of the bench, almost falling over.
Jiang Li: "..."
Fu Bao walked close to the man grinding the mill and watched him grinding the mill. "Uncle, how many beans do you use every day? How much tofu curd and soy milk can you make?"
The man looked at the little girl dully, then looked at his wife, "I don't know, my wife said she would try grinding three buckets of beancurd first, and then borrow a donkey cart to take her to the city early tomorrow morning, and try doing some business."
He is honest, strong, and quick at work. When he marries a wife, he will only focus on the good of his family. Naturally, his wife will do whatever she says. Anyway, her wife is smarter than him.
Dashuang also came to his senses and talked about his plan.
It turned out that her natal family was in a remote village, and she and Xiaoshuang got married together.
She had better luck. Nothing happened to her husband, and her husband's family was very helpful. She helped take care of the child after it was born, allowing the young couple to free their hands and do something.
Originally, Da Shuang didn't want to start a business, but when something happened to Xiao Shuang's family, she felt very unhappy when she saw her sister living a hard life, so she tried to find a way to get more money to help her sister's family.
At least let my sister's family live a better life.
It happened that she went shopping in the city later, and found that no one in the city seemed to sell the soy milk and tofu pudding. Plus, there were so many beans at home that she couldn't finish them all.
She started thinking about doing business.
Then I got ready, but before I could get ready and go out to the stall, I met Jiang Li's uncle and nephew.
After Da Shuang finished speaking, Jiang Li looked thoughtful.
Fu Bao was particularly positive, "Auntie, you can sell it to my uncle! My uncle's restaurant has a chef, so he doesn't have to worry about customers. Do you want to cooperate with my uncle?"
His big eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands, "This... noble man can value me, so of course I am willing!"
She looked at Jiang Li tentatively, fearing that the customer wouldn't want her things.
To be honest, although this business is a small business, it still takes time and effort, and she is also worried.
If the big customer doesn't want it today and she can't sell it when she goes to the stall tomorrow, she'll lose her bean curd and soy milk.
Fortunately, Jiang Li nodded, "I think your food is marketable. If you are willing, I will buy everything you produce here in the future, and someone will come to pick up the goods from you in the city. How much can you produce in a day?"
Dashuang became happy and hurriedly said, "My husband is a good at work! I didn't do enough today because I was worried that I wouldn't be able to sell it. If I and I work overtime, we can make at least five barrels of beancurd in one day! Use it up
Forty pounds of beans, twenty pounds of tofu pudding, and twenty pounds of soy milk are all no problem!"
Dashuang looked like a diligent person with high enthusiasm. Jiang Li thought for a while and said: "In this way, you will keep the three buckets of beancurd today for me, and sell me whatever you have left of soybean milk. I will pay five cents per catty."
Douhua, buy a pound of soy milk for two cents, what do you think?"
Both eyes widened.
These beans are not worth a lot of money. Three buckets of beancurds are about ten kilograms, and five cents per catty is fifty cents.
Most of the soy milk is water, and it is worthless. Ten pounds of soy milk costs two pennies per pound, which is twenty pennies.
With just a few beans like this, you can earn seventy cents!
Her husband goes out to work for less than seventy cents a day! He still has to work as a coolie and listen to others' orders.
What's more, this is only three barrels. According to your wishes, if we start making it in the future, he will take as much as she has.
The couple don't have to go out to set up a stall, and the fields can take care of them.
Together, the two aunts can do this!
After Jiang Li reached an agreement with her, he made an agreement with her, left a deposit, and waited to return to the city to ask someone to take away the remaining things.
But Fu Bao looked at the bean curd and thought about what would happen if all the water in the bean curd was squeezed out.
Before she could do it, Jiang Li took her away.
They had been out for a long time and were worried that Jiang Xi's side was over, so they hurried back to take a look.
When they arrived at Xu Qingshan's house, Jiang Xi had packed his things and was giving instructions to Xu Qingshan and Xiao Shuang.
"The wound on the patient's body has been sutured, and it must not fester or freeze again. Take this medicine and apply it three times a day. Also, remember to turn the patient over every day to avoid touching the wound."
"When the wound heals, the person should be almost recovered. Just take care of yourself."
After an operation, Xu Qingshan and Xiaoshuang were both focused and exhausted for most of the day.
When Jiang Xi said this, they both relaxed and had smiles on their faces.
Facts speak louder than words. The two people who originally had doubts about Jiang Xi's medical skills were already convinced when they saw Jiang Xi's steady hand and smooth suturing.
Xu Qingshan still couldn't help but want Jiang Xi to say, "Then, does my brother have a chance to survive?"
"Looking at the follow-up, if the patient recovers well and has no reinfection, then there will be no problem."
Xiaoshuang couldn't help but shed tears, "That's good, that's good, as long as there is still a chance to live..."
She is not afraid of hard times. As long as she is still alive, she will have the opportunity to live a prosperous life again.
She cried and was about to kneel down to Jiang Xi, "Thank you! You are a great benefactor to our family! Thank you!"
"Don't kneel, don't kneel!" Jiang Xi quickly helped the man up, with a somewhat restrained smile on his face, "Just take good care of your husband, your brother has to come to the hospital to work for me."
Xu Qingshan grinned: "Don't worry, boss, I owe you such a big favor, I will do my job well!"