The escape system takes me to dig for treasures

"This journey has been mainly due to good luck. Now that I have finally settled down, I can only do some small business to support my family."

Jiang Songshu simply said.

He talks little about his own family, but talks endlessly about what he sees and hears on the road.

“It’s not uncommon for people to be so hungry that they sell their wives and children. There are also elderly people who run away on their own just to give their grandchildren a bite to eat and never come back.”

"That person is definitely gone."

The two of them had seen something like this anywhere in the city, and they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Seeing that everyone was in a low mood, Jiang Songshu quickly changed the subject, "Our family is relatively lucky. We have survived. Now we run a small business and can barely eat enough. It is much better than before."

"It has only been a few months since the famine. It can be seen that your family was originally relatively well off. What kind of business is your family doing now?"

The man at the same table asked casually out of curiosity.

"Now, this braised pork is made by us at home. I thought there are many people in the north of the city, so I brought it here specially. I ran around all morning and sold a lot. There was still a little left, so I used it to drink."

Jiang Songshu told everyone not to be polite and just eat.

"Don't tell me, this meat is half fat and half lean, it will be good with wine."

When the other party said this, Jiang Songshu didn't notice the way the man next to him looked at the questioner.

I saw a meaningful smile on the face of the man in green. He looked at the friend who asked the question, the man in blue, "How are you? Are you interested in this braised pork?"

The man in blue raised his eyebrows, "Don't you like it?"

He turned to look at Jiang Songshu and said, "Do you make a lot of this braised pork? You just sell it by yourself? Are you setting up a stall to sell it?"

"No, no, I'm just here to boost customer orders and sell part-time to some retail investors. I have two fixed stalls at home. I only open them in the morning and close them when they are sold out. They are in the west and south of the city. Now I can do it in one day at home. One hundred and fifty pounds of meat.”

Jiang Songshu was not stupid. One look at the dispute between the two of them, and he probably knew that they were interested in buying it. Everything he said now was to win this business for himself.

"Little brother, this is the owner of our wine shop. He is preparing to buy some meat dishes for the guests to drink with. It depends on our owner's opinion."

The man in Tsing Yi also liked the braised pork, but he didn't want to see his friend suffer, "How do you sell this braised pork?"

"Braised pork costs forty cents per catty, braised pig feet costs forty-five cents per catty, and braised pig offal costs thirty cents per catty. These prices are all fixed."

Jiang Songshu said that this was what he had discussed with Jiang Li. The price must not be changed. If you want a discount, you can only give it from other places, such as giving more offal.

The restaurant owner was also very cheerful, "Then give us twenty kilograms of braised pork tomorrow."

Jiang Songshu said: "This braised pork needs to be ordered at least two days in advance, because at this time, my family should have already made the braised pork for tomorrow, and I have made an appointment with someone to discuss business in the city today. I'm afraid tonight There’s no way to go back.”

The owner of the wine shop didn't care. "It's okay. I'll give you a deposit and send it to me in the next few days. But the meat must be fresh."

"Don't worry about this." Jiang Songshu assured.

It was only twenty pounds of braised pork. Jiang Songshu didn't ask for a deposit from the restaurant owner and promised to deliver it as soon as possible.

Jiang Songshu left the restaurant after drinking and went back to Xingde Restaurant. This time the shopkeeper came back.

"Brother Jiang, our boss has agreed to sign the deed, and the deed has been written. Please take a look."

With that said, the shopkeeper turned around and went to get the deed.

Jiang Songshu held the deed template given by Jiang Li, but he didn't put it to use. He had to give it out in advance next time.

The shopkeeper quickly brought the deed over and showed it to Jiang Songshu. Poor Jiang Songshu had only been able to read for a long time. He could only read a few simple characters.

After pretending to look at it for a while, Jiang Songshu put it away and said: "Shopkeeper, let me tell you the truth, we have a template of the contract for cooperation with others. You just need to fill in the relevant information on it. Since this is your It’s already signed, so forget it, but I need to take it home to show it to my family, do you think this is okay?”

It is not easy for Jiang Songshu to run a small business. He is afraid that if someone writes something, if he signs it in a daze and is cheated, the money he makes will not be enough to cover it.

The shopkeeper was indeed a little unhappy.

Seeing this, Jiang Songshu said: "We will supply this braised pork to you from the day after tomorrow. You can sign the deed at any time."

After hearing this, the shopkeeper finally looked better.

After coming out of the restaurant, it was getting dark very fast. Guessing that the city gate must be closed, Jiang Songshu went to find an inn to stay.

I only had one night's sleep, so I booked the cheapest low-class room, which cost me only 60 pence.

Jiang Chunhua's Malatang stall was all ready. Jiang Li promised to go out to support the stall three days before the opening, so when he left the stall early in the morning, Jiang Li didn't go out with him.

A few days ago, Zhao was trained to set up a stall independently, and now it comes in handy.

The night before, Jiang Li gave Zhao dozens of arithmetic tests, and only one or two made mistakes.

It seems that she is already very skilled, and there will be no problem setting up a stall on her own.

Jiang Youli also suggested that it was the first time for Zhao to set up a stall alone, and he proposed to help Zhao, but Jiang Li refused.

If Jiang Youli was allowed to go, it would not necessarily be a help or a disservice.

What's more, if Jiang Youli leaves, Mr. Jiang will be alone. His brain power is fine, but Jiang Li is worried that his physical strength is not.

Jiang Youli had no choice but to obey the arrangement.

Jiang Li packed up at home and then went out to Jiang Chunhua's house.

Zeng Meixiang was the only one at home, and Jiang Chunhua went to sell sesame cakes. She earned dozens of pennies a day, and she was unwilling to give it up like this. The main reason was that she didn’t know how the Malatang business was going. His business was also snatched away by others.

Zeng Meixiang got up early in the morning to wash vegetables. When Jiang Li arrived, she was almost ready. The bone soup was cooked early in the morning as Jiang Li told her to do.

When she came to Jiang Chunhua's house, Jiang Li only brought a can of chili sauce.

"Cousin, what is this?"

Zeng Meixiang asked when Jiang Li came in carrying something.

Jiang Li then remembered that her family had eaten Malatang, but Jiang Chunhua's family had not.

"When it opens later, you guys can try this Malatang for yourself first. It's just a good time to soothe your stomach first, and you also have to taste what it tastes like."

Jiang Li said with a smile.

Zeng Meixiang grinned, her smile was honest, her eyes were full of expectation, and her hands were red from washing vegetables.

After the two sisters packed up, Jiang Chunhua came back early from selling sesame cakes and happened to help them load the things into the carriage.