Chapter 7 Putting a long line and catching big fish
When he first arrived at the Xu family courtyard, Sun Chengde was full of confidence.
The Xu family, which was originally relatively prosperous, has now fallen into such a state of decline.
It's really ridiculous that there is only one maid left in the house.
He was making calculations in his mind, and if he spent some money, Xu Hanliang would definitely hand over the formula impatiently.
Seeing Xu Hanliang's surprised look, Sun Chengde then took out a money bag from his arms and handed it to Xu Hanliang: "This is ten taels of silver, which is considered as the salary to buy the secret recipe."
The young mother, who was still at a loss at first, her eyes widened when she saw the money bag handed over by Sun Chengde.
If you have these ten taels of silver, you will definitely not be sad this winter, and you can even buy some supplements to replenish your body.
Thinking of this, he looked at Xu Hanliang, hoping that his husband would agree.
I wish I could take over the ten taels of silver right away so that I can improve my life.
"To be honest with Shopkeeper Sun, since this family secret recipe is a secret recipe, it cannot be handed over to others at will."
"Even if my Xu family is ruined, the laws of our ancestors still cannot be violated. To insult me with money is simply an insult to gentleness!"
Xu Hanliang flicked his sleeves, his tone was extremely dissatisfied, and he looked like a corrupt scholar.
Seeing that her husband actually refused, the young lady on the side turned red for a moment, but she did not dare to say anything.
Seeing that he was about to mess up the matter, Sun Chengde panicked and said quickly: "Master Xu, please don't be angry. Since Master Xu doesn't sell the formula, it doesn't matter. I can pay for the family-owned condiment."
Hearing this, Xu Hanliang's expression looked better: "In this case, it is not impossible to discuss."
Sun Chengde breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that Xu Hanliang was really difficult to deal with.
He immediately said: "Mr. Xu, how much do you plan to sell it for?"
"You set a price first, and I'll see if it's suitable."
Xu Hanliang looked at Sun Chengde but did not take the initiative.
The shopping mall is like a battlefield. Now that the initiative is in his own hands, Xu Hanliang naturally occupies an advantageous position.
"The small jar like yesterday was priced at fifty cents. What do you think?"
Sun Chengde hesitated for a few seconds and then offered the price.
When Xu Hanliang heard the price, he frowned slightly.
The small can of MSG yesterday only contained 50 grams at most.
Calculated in this way, the price of a pound of MSG is about 500 Wen.
Excluding the 200 wen spent on buying beans, you can probably get 300 wen in profit from it.
One hundred and fifty percent income is already considered crazy to some businessmen, but Xu Hanliang still feels that it is not enough.
This production technology, which is hundreds of years ahead of the world, has more than doubled the income. Who do you look down on?
Xu Hanliang did not respond to Sun Chengde's words, but looked at Zhimiang thoughtfully: "Zhimiang, yesterday you said that the shopkeeper of Juchun Pavilion also came to your home. Is this possible?"
The young girl who was still in a daze was slightly startled when she heard this.
Seeing Xu Hanliang winking at her crazily, she, who was not very good at lying, nodded blankly.
Juchun Pavilion and Red House are both well-known high-end restaurants, and there is a competitive relationship between them.
When Sun Chengde heard the name Juchun Tower, he panicked.
"How can Juchun Pavilion compare with our Red Mansion? This secret recipe will not be effective at all in their hands." Speaking of this, Sun Chengde gritted his teeth: "Well, the small jar of eighty wen yesterday,
How about one pound equals 800 Wen?”
Looking at Sun Chengde who was looking at him eagerly, Xu Hanliang nodded hesitantly.
"We scholars should not be contaminated by this copper-smelling thing, but since shopkeeper Sun said so, I will give you a face."
Xu Hanliang, however, took advantage and behaved, pretending to be reluctant.
After asking Sun Chengde to wait, Xu Hanliang pulled his young mother and walked slowly to the kitchen.
I produced more than a kilogram of MSG last night, which is of great use now.
"Lang Jun, is this the secret sauce that shopkeeper Sun said?"
Seeing those tiny particles that were fiddled with last night being knocked into a small cloth bag by Xu Hanliang, the young mother suddenly realized.
But soon his expression changed: "Lang Jun, this is what Shopkeeper Sun bought from you just now? Eight hundred coins per catty?"
Others don't know the situation clearly, but the young lady knows it clearly.
These condiments are just prepared using some rotten beans, and the cost does not exceed two hundred yuan.
But it was sold for a high price of 800 yuan, which is a full four times the price!
In that month, I worked hard to wash clothes for others, and I could only get more than a dozen large coins, which was only more than 100 copper coins when converted into copper coins.
And the things I made this night, apart from those rotten beans, at least made a lot of money!
"As I said yesterday, I will be the one making the money. My mother-in-law only needs to take care of things at home."
Xu Hanliang turned to look at Zhimiang, showing a gentle smile.
At this moment, the young mother was surprised and happy.
What Xu Hanliang said yesterday, Zhi Niang actually didn’t take it seriously.
In the past, Xu Hanliang never touched the spring water with his fingers, and he talked a lot about it. When he mentioned money, it was insulting to politeness. He really didn't look like a pragmatic person.
The conversation she had just had with the shrewd businessman made her feel as if her husband had changed into a completely different person.
But she didn't think much about it, she just thought it was Lang Jun's growth after the storm.
"By the way, sir, I saw you made some salt yesterday, didn't you? If not..."
The young lady raised her head and asked.
Before he finished speaking, Xu Hanliang covered his mouth, dumbfounded: "Do you want my husband to go to jail like my master? Don't mention it again at this time."
Maybe it was because the young mother thought that the seasoning was too profitable, and she became obsessed with money.
But this kind of talk should not be said indiscriminately no matter what era it is in.
When Zhongniang heard what Xu Hanliang said, she reacted and slapped Yingying's little mouth several times: "It's Zhongniang's fault. Zhongniang won't talk nonsense anymore."
When Sun Chengde saw the big bag of MSG that Xu Hanliang took out, his eyes almost went blind.
In his opinion, with the addition of MSG, the taste of his own dishes can directly rise to several levels.
At that time, even if the price of the dishes is doubled, the customers will continue to come.
Changshu is originally a prosperous area in the south of the Yangtze River, and there has always been no shortage of wealthy young men.
"I wonder, Sir, do you have any ideas for long-term cooperation?"
Sun Chengde took out two one-tael silver ingots from his purse, placed them on the stone table beside him, and asked with a smile.
Then he said: "If the young master cooperates with our Red Mansion, not only can we purchase this secret seasoning at this price, but you can also become a guest of my Red Mansion."
The Red Mansion was originally a gathering place for dignitaries, and it is said that the boss behind it was a high-ranking official in the imperial court who was idle at home.
The reason why the Red Mansion is famous in Changshu has a lot to do with that official.
Being a guest at the Red Mansion is something that many people cannot achieve.
However, Xu Hanliang felt that this matter was a bit strange, because selling a seasoning and becoming a guest was too cheap.
But he didn't refuse, after all, it was a good thing.