The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Song Fubao was happy, Yang Liuhua and Li Xiuzhi both showed smiles, their backs seemed to be a little straighter, and they were extremely proud.

"Hey, let's take it seriously. Your mother, your grandfather, and your father went to the town to sell tofu. When you come back, you will make a second trip. Then you can go to the town and give this to Shopkeeper Liu."

Yang Liuhua asked, seeming to think of something, and pulled Li Xiuzhi over, "Sister-in-law, thanks to your carefulness, let me make a pot with you, and now I can be of help."

"I just want to try." Li Xiuzhi was a little shy, not used to being praised like this.

Song Fubao saw Aunt Tang's kindness at a glance, and they said a few more words, and the ox cart arrived outside the door, so he loaded the second pot of tofu and bean curd into the ox cart and left with Boss Song.

Before leaving, Song Fubao thought of moldy tofu, so he hurriedly asked Li Xiuzhi and Yang Liuhua to make another half pot of tofu. The two of them trusted her so much that they nodded and agreed.

When they arrived in the town, Grandpa Song and Boss Song were selling tofu on the street, while Grandma Song took Song Fubao to Tianxianglou again, and shopkeeper Liu was so busy inside the house that his feet made sparks.

Spin back and forth among the guests.

"Tofu, why are there no more? I want to eat homemade tofu. Shopkeeper Liu, serve the food. It's not like I can't afford it for twenty yuan a dish. Hurry up!"

"And my tofu with minced meat and tofu mixed with shallots. Shopkeeper Liu, you gave that table five dishes. I don't have any at this table. Are you looking down on me!"

"Crispy tofu balls, my crispy tofu balls!!!"

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"Here we come, we have them all, don't worry, we will definitely take care of them!" Shopkeeper Liu turned around, although he nodded and bowed to apologize, but his mouth was grinning behind his ears, "Why do you favor one over another? , have them all!"

After 1 minute, shopkeeper Liu finally saw Song Fubao, with a brighter smile on his face, and pulled Song Fubao and Grandma Song to the back kitchen.

"The two distinguished guests are here. The bean sprouts are ready. What do they look like? How do you eat them? Fubao, I'll pay you the old price. Let's go to the back kitchen. I'll give you a special treat." There is a stove left, and I will use it alone for you!"

That was really well-intentioned...

Song Fubao just smiled and said nothing: Don't think I can't see that your desire to make money is overflowing from your eyes, I'm afraid the stove is no longer the stove, but the cornucopia.

When she walked into the kitchen, the flames were blazing into the sky. She only saw a dozen pots flying non-stop, and the bean curd grinder was working non-stop. At this rate, within a week, it would be the cool-down period. Definitely enough to feed everyone.

But this is someone else's way of doing business, so it's hard to say too much.

Continuing to walk in, a small kitchen was newly built in the innermost part of the large kitchen, with only a stove, complete with utensils and seasonings, but there was no one there.

Song Fubao was slightly surprised, it really was a stove for her alone!

Walking to the stove that belonged to her, Song Fubao showed the bean sprouts without hesitation, and then explained it to shopkeeper Liu. He made three more common bean sprouts dishes, and also said that bean sprouts and tofu could be used in three dishes The accompanying dish is a gift.

After all, the raw bean sprouts were too simple and could be replaced immediately, but he took a tael of silver and took advantage of it.

Thinking of eating tofu all the time outside, Song Fubao thought of another dish.

"Grandpa Liu, I also have a special dish called Huoya Yinsi, which is very suitable for entertaining rich and wealthy people, but the process is complicated and difficult, and ordinary chefs can't make it, and I only know the recipe. I don't know. do you want?"

Grandma Song:? ? ?Was it given by the Bodhisattva again?

Isn't it Guanyin Bodhisattva, the God of Cooking?

Her mind was wandering, and shopkeeper Liu's eyes deepened a lot, "Ms. Song's house really has a treasure!"

Grandma Song smiled awkwardly, "Yes, yes, but it's just a few dishes, not too many, not too many, Fubao has seen a lot, and only simple things can be figured out!"

"That's right, it's too shocking to make something that has never been done out of thin air. This recipe is different from home-cooked dishes. What's the price?"

Shopkeeper Liu probed, and Song Fubao understood, he took Grandma Song's hand, looked at Grandma Song for a while, and pretended to listen to Grandma Song before speaking.

"You don't need money, just use it as a stepping stone. Grandpa Liu, grandma said that if you make it yourself and sell well, there will be a few more dishes in the future, and we will be confident in selling them to you. Let's talk about the price at that time. We will give this dish to you. Friends, Grandpa Liu, you will definitely not cheat us in the future, right!"

With Song Fubao's innocent face, Shopkeeper Liu smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, ma'am, I can't be stingy, and I promise not to cheat you little girl. Today, the three dishes will be given to you at the price of [-] Wen, a total of [-] Wen. Xiaoer, take the money you prepared in advance." come over!"

This Mrs. Song is really incredible, not only is she a good person, but she also intends to train her granddaughter, and other families don't let her daughter go out.

However, in his opinion, men and women are the same, and the differences in gender and treatment are really unfair. Maybe this little girl can set an example for everyone in the future.