After the whole family traveled across time and space to escape, my father was forced to ascend the

Chen Fuxi was still a little unsure, "But, Dad, do we still have money?"

Chen Dawei: "Yes! There are still a few hundred taels. The nearby villages have all collected them!"

Chen Dawei subconsciously thought that Lin Jinyue had gone to a farther village to collect snails, so he increased his investment.

His son Chen Fuxi had some bad premonitions in his heart, but...

You should be right to listen to your father, right?

*

Lin Jinyue's snail business was suspended for two days.

It was not until the third day that a large number of porcelain bottles were delivered to Lin Jinyue's shop.

Lin Jinyue used wooden buckets to move the condiments they made yesterday to the stall in Shawan County. The stall had three days to go before it expired, so she wanted to see how the sales were going.

If it sells well, Lin Jinyue will consider whether to rent Mr. Hu's teahouse in Shawan County.

It has not been open for three days, but there are still many people waiting here.

As soon as they saw her coming, they all came up and asked: "Little shopkeeper, why haven't you sold it for so long?"

Lin Jinyue said with a smile: "Someone was jealous of our snail trade and deliberately collected the snails around them and sold them for a sky-high price. I didn't want to increase the price, so I didn't sell them."

"How can we not sell it? Let's buy it if the price goes up! Such delicious food, if it is more expensive, we can avoid queuing for a while."

It seems that the person who said this is not short of money, so he has no choice but to take one bite.

Mrs. Liu also secretly told Lin Jinyue that this person had gotten up before dawn to queue up.

Lin Jinyue smiled and said: "We will no longer sell snails from now on. From now on we..."

Before I could finish saying this, everyone in the queue was in a panic.

"Hey, why don't you sell them? Although the octopus balls are also delicious, I only like the snails."

"No, I just want to eat a bite of snail!"

"You must not sell the snails. If I don't eat one every day, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"Hey, my mother is ninety, and I don't know how many days she has left to live. This is all she needs. Tell me, if I don't sell it, how will I live?"

Lin Jinyue looked at them as if they couldn't survive without a snail like her.

Lin Jinyue was amused by them and said, "Listen to me first. Although the snails are no longer for sale, I can tell you how to make them. The snails are not expensive and can be found everywhere in the fields and countryside. Previously I I saw some people carrying snails here to sell them.”

Lin Jinyue also told them how to raise field snails. If they were placed on the ridges of the fields, they could breed a large number of them by raising them casually.

Then, Lin Jinyue took out the seasonings they were going to sell, "Uncles, aunts and uncles, look at this, this is the sauce for making snails. One pound of snails is measured by a cap, and a bottle of seasoning is one hundred and ten cents. It can make ten servings of fried snails, and the seasoning will last for a month without spoiling."

If they buy ten portions of fried snails, it will cost them 30 coins, but if they buy the seasonings, it only costs 110 coins.

How much does a snail cost?

He knew how to count, so he immediately shouted: "Give me ten bottles!"

He must enjoy it!

Lin Jinyue quickly stopped and said to them: "Each person can only buy two bottles per day, otherwise there will not be enough to sell. And this bottle... This bottle costs ten cents. Next time you bring the empty bottle to fill with chili oil." , I can charge you ten cents less."

Unexpectedly, they stayed up for more than three hours yesterday and made more than a dozen barrels, but they were all sold out at once.

There are many people waiting behind.

Lin Jinyue said apologetically: "I'll come back tomorrow. I have a good memory, so I'll sell it to those of you who didn't get it first."

These people are also having fun and won't let Lin Jinyue leave.

One by one, they all looked familiar in front of Lin Jinyue.

For three days in a row, Lin Jinyue's business of selling snails was quite booming.

Not enough to sell every time.

Lin Jinyue really didn't know why they bought so much and could they use it all?

So I grabbed an old customer who was determined to buy two bottles every day and asked, "Uncle Wu, you buy so much every day, can you use it all?"

Uncle Wu said cheerfully: "Of course it's all used up. Your sauce is really good. Not only can it stir-fry snails, but it also tastes very fragrant when I use it to stir-fry meat and seafood. My family has a large population, so two bottles a day is not enough." Woolen cloth!"

Lin Jinyue smiled and said, "Okay, then you can buy three bottles a day from now on."

Uncle Wu was happy and bought another bottle.

Lin Jinyue reminded these old customers: "This stall will expire in three days. From now on, you can go to Yunheji Snack Shop or Yunheji Tea House on Fu'an Street."

The eyes of the customers who had originally bought and were about to leave all lit up: "What, are there any new tricks?"

Lin Jinyue nodded: "Yes, there will be a few more new dishes."

There are all kinds of cold rabbits, cold drinks, octopus balls, and various fruit teas and fruit wines there.

But hard food doesn’t have that chance.

I couldn't find a suitable cook at the moment, so training would take a while.

The teahouse is great. It sells various fruit teas and wines. It’s simple and profitable.

Lin Jinyue can also write storybooks and let the storyteller tell them. She was a novelist in her previous life.

Thinking about it this way, the tea house seems to be quite profitable.

Lin Jinyue visited the teahouse a few days ago. It was not particularly big and had three floors. There were ready-made tables, chairs and benches, and a large table in the middle for the storyteller to give lectures.

The kitchen at the back was also spacious, with eight large pots and many tables and shelves, which she didn't need to spend any extra money on.

The small courtyard is not big, with several houses. Women will live here from now on, and the men can make do with the rooms they rented earlier.

Lin Jinyue became more and more satisfied as she watched.

Mr. Hu's rent of fifteen taels per month was really a bargain.

She had to talk to Mr. Hu when she got back.

But before that, she had to reconcile the accounts today and pay dividends at the end of the month.

Lin Jinyue said hello to the shop and told her to close early, then went back with Mrs. Liu.

*

Everyone on Lin Jinyue's side was extremely happy after making money. They were happy, but some of them were miserable.

Chen Dawei glanced at Yunhe Village from time to time.

But as I looked at it, I felt something wasn't right.

At this time, Chen Fuxi hurried back and said, "Dad, it's over, our family is over!"

Chen Dawei had a bad feeling in his heart: "What are you done with?"

Chen Fuxi then recounted what he had just seen in Shawan County.

"Dad, you don't know, they don't sell snails now, they sell condiments! That condiment costs a hundred cents a bottle, and everyone is grabbing it like crazy!"

"I heard that that group is going to open a restaurant or teahouse. Look how profitable their business is!"

Chen Dawei: "Stop, stop, stop."

At this time, he only felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.

When he heard Chen Fuxi's words, he knew something was wrong.

Now is no longer the time to be jealous of Lin Jinyue and the others for making money, but what to do with the piles of snails in their yard that are about to stink!

It's not an exaggeration to pile them up into a mountain.

There are really baskets of snails piled high.

He spent a full five hundred pennies on snails that cost ten cents per catty, and bought fifty thousand catties!

Chen Dawei spent all his belongings on it.

Now all the snails have been smashed into my hands!

What's even worse is that unlike Lin Jinyue, Chen Dawei and the others know how to preserve snails.

Chen Dawei smelled the smelly snails...

This is not easy to sell now.

Chen Dawei rolled his eyes and fainted.