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

"I heard it too, she actually doesn't want ten taels of silver, Song Fubao, are you stupid, you bastard who has money and doesn't make money!"

"That's right, why don't you give it to me, we'll give you an idea!"

……

There was wailing everywhere, and everyone was calling Song Fubao a fool, wishing he could replace him right away.

Of course, there were also some people who came forward and recommended themselves, but the vendors who sold big meat buns didn't pay any attention at all, so they simply took the money back.

"Except for Song Fubao, I don't need anyone else's help!"

If there are a few other people who are smart and have this ability, they still need to wait until now?

A bunch of greedy people who only know money.

Those who had thoughts had no choice but to return home with embarrassment on their faces.

"I still stick to my choice. I can't think of a way, and I don't want to think of a way for you. You'd better hire someone else. Since you have money, you can make a big pot of meat buns to apologize for what happened today. As for the buns, everyone in our village can get one at the market tomorrow, so we don’t have to go to the government to bother, how about it!?”

Song Fubao still refused, and in order to avoid future contacts and give some sweetness to those who favored him today, he simply made a favor.

The money is not available, this big meat bun is loved by the whole village, but it is usually reluctant to buy it. Compared with silver, it is easier to get, and it must be more acceptable and feel that they can have it.

Sure enough, just after saying this, the villagers regained their spirits.

All of a sudden, he praised the Song family, and then urged the peddler who sold big meat buns to agree quickly.

Compared with seeing an official and ruining his reputation, the peddler who sells big meat buns chose to agree without hesitation, and then he was surrounded by all the villagers and stared out of the village.

As for Song Fubao and Grandma Song, they just hurried home and got up early tomorrow to sell tofu. Now the commotion is already at three o'clock in the morning.

The few people were quite tired after arguing with each other, so after washing up, they went back to their respective rooms and went to bed.

The next day.

From the time of making tofu, you can hear the barking of dogs around, the silhouettes of passers-by, and the discussion of whether to take a bullock cart or walk into the town.

Until the first pot of tofu was delivered to the ox cart, and the ox cart wobbled and moved forward quickly, you could still see groups of villagers on the road.

Everyone was smiling at Song Fubao in the car, or grateful, or waving, or talking to Song Fubao.

"Let the whole village eat meat buns, how did you come up with the idea, look, these people are no different than going to a banquet, then don't make them feel anxious and ask us to pay for it!"

Grandma Song's tone and eyes were teasing.

Song Fubao was dangling his two calves in the air, feeling bored.

"Grandma, his business is going to continue, he will definitely not be so stingy, by the way, grandma, we are still worried that he will suddenly need to buy so much pork, can we chop the meat after we sell the tofu! "

Because pork is more expensive, and not everyone can afford it, big households like Tianxianglou and Li Yuanwai order it in advance, so almost all the pork is sold at the outside stalls.

The owner of the meat bun stall came back so late yesterday, it must not be a reservation, most of them are bought now...

Grandma Song's smile disappeared. Before she could say anything, the speed of the ox cart increased automatically. Uncle Niu was afraid that he would not be able to buy meat?

Song Fubao was amused by this tacit understanding, giggling non-stop.

When they arrived in the town, Boss Song, Song Youtian and Song Youbao went to sell tofu, while Song Fubao, Grandma Song and Uncle Niu hurried to the usual pork stall.

Sure enough, there were only some scattered scraps left in the past.

Ten pieces of meat can't make up a good piece.

"Tomorrow is Li Yuanwai's [-]th birthday. The pigs that were originally ordered were robbed on the way. There was no time to deliver them from other counties, so early in the morning, I bought half of the pork in the town."

The butcher who sells pork explained that he was quite proud of being an uncle now.

"The meat bun seller didn't know why he was crazy, and he bought a lot of them for the first time, and other followers, who came earlier in the morning, there were not a few pieces of meat left. The other stalls must be in the same situation as me. You guys, you don’t need to look at it, come earlier next time!”

He, he has to pack up and go home.

I have never finished work so early before, this feeling is so wonderful, I really hope that every day is today!

The butcher smiled wrinkledly, and his steps were so happy that he turned small steps into blooming flowers.

Grandma Song and Uncle Niu were a little frustrated, and they were about to leave with Song Fubao. Just as the butcher was picking up the leftovers under the table, Song Fubao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Isn't that a pig's entry into the water is necessary for crossing?

Because the conditions and information in remote areas in ancient times were backward, no one could make such difficult and time-consuming things, and they were worthless, so they were especially worthless.

But if it is done well, being worthless is the advantage of being a merchant, and the way it is done is also the capital for the merchant to get rich quickly.

It's so hard to die, she didn't know how to cook stewed vegetables, but because she loves to read time-travel novels, she specially trained herself on the classic stewed pork.