Seed dealers in ancient times

After the banquet, the couple sent Hu Changzhi to the sedan chair. After watching the people leave, Chu Xian was relieved. The older children are so innocent.

He took Zheng Jiangting's arm and suggested: "Let's walk back, it's just for digestion."

"Okay, the weather is neither too hot nor too cold at noon, so you can go for a walk."

Zheng Jiang stopped and gave instructions to the bearer to have the empty sedan chair carried back to Zheng's house. There was no bearer at home, so someone was hired. It costs thirty Wen for one trip twice, and one piece of money will be paid when he comes. And pay, go back and carry an empty sedan chair effortlessly, the bearer is of course happy.

The two clasped hand in hand, and walked slowly forward, out of Chengdong Street, the main street was outside, and the trail along the river was on the right.

Zheng Jiangting remembers that when he was a salesman, he used to go to the trails along the river. There are people's houses on one side, and the river on the other. Small fishing boats inch from the river, which is very beautiful.

Some folk houses are open for small business, selling snacks and gadgets, all of which are cheap things, and small shopkeepers love to go to that street to sell some daily necessities.

Anyway, it was a walk, so Zheng Jiangting led Chu Xian to the path along the river.

It's late autumn and winter, and the willow trees along the river have almost lost all their leaves, leaving only some withered and old leaves that will never fall. .

The small street is not wide, and there are some hawkers who set up stalls on the road. Most of them are half-century old people. They are very idle. They don’t seem to be deliberately doing business. Dishcloth, two pennies a piece."

"The best cups and bowls cost twelve coins per sling."

"Fire tan, winter bonfire!"

This winter is not as cold as it was last year, and charcoal is not as easy to sell as last year. Last year, charcoal fires in the city were bought directly from the villagers.

"Brother Zheng, read these scripts quickly."

When Zheng Jiang stopped looking for the peddler to ask the price of charcoal for several years, his wife broke free from his hand and ran to the small vendor to read a small book.

"What kind of books are these?"

Zheng Jiang stopped to browse for a while. They were all stories of myths and ghosts, some of which were accompanied by small illustrations.

"How much is a book?"

"One copy for five cents, three books for twelve coins." The old man who set up a stall said proudly, stroking his beard, "It's not that I'm bragging. I don't have any other books here. The stories are wonderful and fascinating. Many storytellers come from I have the notebook here."

Zheng Jiang stopped hearing the words and looked around: "It's strange, didn't there used to be a lot of storytellers here, but I haven't seen them today."

"Who would like to listen to books outside when it's cold? All storytellers have gone to restaurants and teahouses to talk about it."

Chu Xian raised her eyebrows and said: "Our restaurant should also find a storyteller, it's boring to drink after supper."

Zheng Jiang paused and said, "I heard that storytellers take the initiative to find restaurants and restaurants for storytelling. Why doesn't anyone come to our restaurant?"

"Didn't you say earlier that you would not recruit artists to the restaurant? All the artists who came here were sent away, and the storyteller probably thought that the restaurant did not recruit people."

Listening to the two chatting back and forth between the two, the vendor couldn't help interjecting, "You two are looking for a storyteller?"

"Does the old man know any good storytellers?"

The stall owner changed his idle attitude just now, and his eyes were bright: "I, I can also tell a story. I wrote many of these scripts myself. If you don't believe me, I can tell a paragraph now."

"Say..."

Zheng Jiangting and Chu Xian laughed one after another: "How about this, you should go to Qingfeng Building on Xunyang Street tonight, try to say it twice, and then you will know if it suits you."

"Is this true?"

"Of course it's true."

The old man smiled all over his face: "Well, I won't accept any money from my husband for these three books, and I will give them all."

Zheng Jiangting stood up and gave Chu Xian a hand: "Okay, let's go shopping again."

"There is a seller of sweet water up front, do you want to drink?"

The old man stood up and yelled at the backs of the two: "You two, go slowly!"

He murmured, he didn't expect to be so lucky today that he even met two noble people.

Zheng Jiangting and Chu Xian said they were going for a walk to digest food, but they walked down the river and ate cakes and drank sugar water. Their stomachs were full again, and when they returned home, their stomachs were still full.

At the door of the house, Chu Xian was tired from walking and eating, and was thinking of going back to drink a cup of hot tea and lie down on the soft bed to have a good rest. The person who came to open the door turned out to be a pretty little girl, and Chu Xian was about to say what it was When people came to the house, they saw Huang Jingyi coming at a leisurely pace: "Master and husband are back."

"Quickly, give a salute to the master and husband."

When the little girl heard Huang Jingyi's words, she hurriedly kowtowed.

Zheng Jiang paused and said, "You acted fast, you bought a girl so quickly and came back."

"When I came back from Qingfeng Tower, I stopped by Yaxing, and after looking for it, I saw that this girl was quite clever, so I bought it." Huang Jingyi said: "Just now I took it to see Mrs. Cun, I still have to check the eyes of the master and the righteous husband."

Huang Jingyi said and looked at Chu Xian. He had a clear mind. If he wanted to keep a girl or something like that, his husband had to nod. Zheng Jiang stopped to take care of the trivial matters at home, and most of them were decided by Chu Xian.

Chu Xian didn't answer, just looked at the little girl, although she was thin and small, she had a decent face: "What's your name, how old are you?"

"In the case of my husband, my slave's name is Xiaoling, and I'm thirteen this year."

"It looks pretty good." Chu Xian looked at Huang Jingyi and said, "What do you want, mother?"

"Whatever the old lady says is fine, let the husband decide."

Chu Xian withdrew her gaze and looked at the little girl: "Okay, Xiao Ling, since you have entered the Zheng family from now on, you must be honest and take good care of the old lady."

"Yes, Xiaoling will follow Zhengfu's arrangement."

Chu Xian saw that the little girl was still dirty, obviously she had just brought it back from the baby shop, so he asked Huang Jingyi to lead the people to change into clean clothes, and arranged to live in a hut outside Zou Yun's wing.

After the beginning of winter, there are many days of lingering rain, and the sunny days become more and more precious.

The business of Qingfeng Building is booming, and more and more people come to buy hot sauce. Zheng Jiangting reckons that the people in Jincheng are getting used to spicy food now. Seeing the bad weather every day, they simply toss it at home. Doubanjiang up.

Broad beans are inseparable from making bean paste. You need to fry broad beans until fragrant, then cover them with a damp cloth and place them in a ventilated place, waiting for the yellow-green mold on the bean paste, a bit like making stinky tofu.

Zheng Jiang stopped buying a hundred catties of broad beans that were moldy. Since they were going to be sold, they couldn’t prepare too little. There were racks in the whole house where round beans were placed, and they smelled like moldy broad beans. Not too big, otherwise no one would dare to enter the whole house.For seven days, yellow-green mold grew one after another, and then the beans had to be cleaned and dried again, mixed with white wine and marinated until the watercress were marinated until soft.

At this time, there is no ready-made Douban, so the whole process can only be done by yourself, and the process is more complicated. After the Douban is cooked, Doubanjiang is almost half the success.

Chili is one of the main raw materials of bean paste. Zheng Jiangting chooses ordinary red chili peppers. First, the red ones look good. Second, he chooses ordinary chili peppers because the spiciness is suitable. From experience, he still dare not make it too spicy. After all, he has to adapt to the needs of the general market. If he uses millet spicy, many people may not be able to eat it. When the market stabilizes in the future, he can choose millet spicy to make it more spicy. , rich product variety.

Wash and dry the chili peppers, smash the ginger, mince the garlic cloves, add pepper, star anise, five-spice powder, salt and other seasonings, and finally put the processed watercress into it, add clear oil and stir evenly to marinate overnight, and the watercress can be cooked the next day Put the sauce into sauce jars.

The jar of soy sauce must also be particular. Before putting in the bean paste, you need to wipe the inner wall of the jar with spirits, then move the bean paste in, and finally pour some clear oil, seal the jar well, and it can be eaten within five days.

What Zheng Jiang stopped using was a large jar that could hold [-] catties, which can be called a vat. This time, he made [-] catties of bean paste at one time and piled up ten vats. After the bean paste is ready, he will split it up. Put it in a two-jin jar, and then rent a small shop to sell it.

If the sales in Jincheng are not good, he will go to the southern county with Hu Jinxin's work team to sell them.

After the bean paste was ready, Zheng Jiang stopped to open his own family to taste it first. The bean paste does not have much fragrance, but if you put some on stewed or fried meat dishes, the taste of the whole dish will be improved. After trying it, the family members all agree that the bean paste is moderately salty and spicy, and it is delicious whether it is cooking or eating.

Zheng Jiang stopped and dug up a jar of bean paste, about five catties, sealed and decorated, wrapped two catties of chili noodles, and brought two catties of oily spicy peppers to Hu's house.

Some time ago when making bean paste, Hu Changzhi came to the door and said that he wanted to try it. Chu Xian asked him to send some to Hu’s house. Zheng Jiangding thought that it would be too thin to take bean paste alone, so he simply provided one-stop service. The same pepper was brought. Some, if it's an ordinary gift, it's okay to give something to taste something new, the main reason is that you have to rent a shop from the Hu family.

The seasoning sauce is not worth a lot of money, but the Zheng family's products must be high-quality goods, and they are high-quality goods that are not found elsewhere. Before things go on the market, they can always get a special benefit.

Mr. Hu felt like he had found a treasure, as if he had received a valuable treasure.

"You are so fast, you actually want to open a shop again."

"It's not a big shop, rent a small shop to sell some small things."

Hu Jinxin said: "Why rent it? Small shops are not expensive. You can get one for a dozen or 20 taels. If you want to buy it, I can sell it to you in a good location."

Zheng Jiang paused to think about whether renting a shop is a good deal, or buying a shop, no matter how big or small it is, is his own: "If there is a suitable one, it will be even better."

After a toss, 25 taels of silver went away, and Zheng Jiangting was very happy to have his own shop.

The shop is not far from Xunyang Street, and it is only three shops away from Cunfeng Restaurant, which delivers wine in Qingfeng Building. It is not too spacious, but it is much larger than the previous shop on Wangmin Street.It is not a food shop, it is much easier to decorate the shop, you only need to install a few rows of shelves and cabinets to store things, these things can be bought directly in the carpenter's shop.

Zheng Jiang stopped all these trivial things and left them to Huang Jingyi to do. The shop hung a signboard, Zheng's Seasoning, and opened in three days. Two strings of artillery crackled and went through the scene without too much ostentation. But the people who came to buy seasonings on the opening day still lined up in a long line. The reason is that Zheng Jiang stopped and told Zhang Fu a few days in advance, and asked him to promote Zheng's seasonings when he greeted the guests. No, it was a simple publicity. , quite in place.

The bean paste that Zheng Jiang stopped selling is a jar of two catties, and it sells for [-] yuan. The price is not cheap. Calling is expensive, but you can't find other places to buy it, so you can only pay for it while calling.

"Can I buy a catty?"

"You can buy one catty or half a catty, but the more you buy, the cheaper it is. Half a catty is fifteen Wen, one catty is 22 Wen, and two catties is forty Wen. Isn't it more cost-effective to buy two catties."

"It's no wonder that the mother-in-law still wants me to come in after buying these two catties, so I'll take half a catty and take it back to satisfy my greed."

One day later, the bean paste in the shop sold for a tank, which was bought by ordinary people. After hearing that Zheng’s family started selling seasonings, restaurants, restaurants and restaurants, big and small, came to their door. , To order in bulk to cook in your own shop.

Zheng Jiangting was originally afraid that it would not be easy to sell, but the common people bought it, and he didn't expect so many restaurants to come to his door. Tens of catties, if he let the order go out, the supply of his own seasoning shop will be insufficient.

We had to limit the quantity. A restaurant would give you 30 catties first, and you had to pay a deposit to make a reservation first. After two days of busy work, Zheng Jiangting received more than [-] taels just for the deposit. I had to buy Doubanjiang to make it, but problems came one after another. There was not enough manpower, and it was not good to hire people who were always in and out of the house. Moreover, after the two batches of Doubanjiang were made, the stock of chili was in a hurry.

"Either rent a large empty courtyard in the city to make bean paste, or reduce the quantity sold."

Zheng Jiang was lying on the slump, his brain aching. At present, there is still five hundred catties short of goods. When these bean pastes are made, the peppers from his home will be less than one hundred catties. He still has a big one to celebrate. Feng Lou wants to use chili peppers.

"I have asked Huang Jingyi to agree with the restaurants that came to order the chili sauce that they will not sell it for the time being."

Chu Xian handed over a cup of tea: "What about after that?"

"Naturally, we will still sell it in the future. We have to arrange the manpower and place for making bean paste before making it, otherwise people will come to the house every day to make bean paste." Zheng Jiang stopped rubbing his temples: "It's also my fault before. I was too impulsive, I didn’t think carefully, I thought about it as soon as I thought about it, and I started to rent a small shop to sell seasonings, and I didn’t think about these situations at all.”

"Who knew it would sell so well? Originally, I just thought that customers in Qingfeng Building would often ask if they could buy chili. Come and buy so many." Seeing the crowds of people buying, it was crazy to sell at that time.

Zheng Jiang let out a long breath, and sat up from the soft bed: "The dishes in Qingfeng Building are famous for being spicy, and the business continues to be booming. I have been watching other restaurants for a long time. Zhang Fu told me that people often come to ask The source of some chili peppers, once the chili sauce comes out, restaurants will definitely rush to buy it, if we don’t sell chili sauce, these restaurants will be in trouble sooner or later.”

"Nowadays when so many are sold out, it's time to stop for a while. I'll take a look at the restaurant while I'm free."

Chu Xian helped him stand up: "By the way, there are two jars of ten catties of bean paste stored at home, and I sent one jar to Chang Zhi."

Zheng Jiangting didn't feel sorry for the idea of ​​Doubanjiang, but was just curious about how he gave away a jar of Cun Cun a month ago, and finished it so quickly: "Give it to him again?"

Chu Xiandao: "He said that he didn't taste the ones he sent last time. They were all resold by Mr. Hu as rare items and given to people in business. Now the seasoning shop sells them in limited quantities every day, and they can't always be in his place. That's why you came to cry with me."

Zheng Jiang stopped and waved his hands: "It's up to you, and it's not a big deal. I said to find Dakongyuaner to make bean paste. Although I didn't find a suitable one, I still troubled Mr. Hu."

After restaurants bought Doubanjiang, spicy dishes are no longer exclusive to Qingfenglou. Business will still be affected to some extent, but there are still many diners coming to the restaurant. After all, it is a familiar taste, and they eat elsewhere Where is the smell here.

Although the restaurant business will be affected, Zheng Jiangting will continue to sell Doubanjiang Chili Sauce, not only to make money, but also to achieve a balance.

Qingfenglou has been in full swing for a long time. If he keeps holding these unique seasonings, although he can keep Qingfenglou's business going well, but if they are not in order, other restaurants will be forced to jump over the wall and do something harmful. When it came to self-interested things, he was not stable in Jincheng, and he had no backing behind him, so he always had to relax and tighten, and put a piece of cake out.

Zheng Jiang stopped in the restaurant and walked around twice, looked at Deng Ming's account book, and asked the manager of the back kitchen and Zhang Fu to learn about the recent situation of the restaurant for a while. In fact, it was just a formality. The family will bring back the account books of Qingfenglou for him to count the accounts, and report the situation of the day, even if he has not come to the restaurant, he still knows what is going on inside.

Recently, the business has been going down a bit. He came here to appease the staff, and to take some measures against the restaurant's business decline. He talked with the chef Zhou Haixin for a while, and planned to add some new dishes, one is spicy rabbit head, The second is some seafood barbecue. It is more convenient to transport these things in winter than in summer. Some fishermen and traders near the sea will send some seafood to Jincheng, such as squid and prawns, which are very common. Although the price is more expensive, but Bought in as new dishes added to the menu, it can still attract a wave of customers.

Rabbit meat was originally a dish in the restaurant. Before the rabbit head could not be used as a dish, it was wasted. Now it is time to use the waste, and the guy went to buy some seafood. Zheng Jiang stopped and took Zhou Haixin to study it all afternoon, and made it several times in a row , I added the menu after I tasted it.

When he returned home, he also brought some spicy rabbit heads back for drinks.

The next day, Zheng Jiangting drove the carriage to Yangmu Village early in the morning.

The last time I went to Yangmu Village was two months ago to discuss the matter of seeds with Cai Lin. Cai Lin made a lot of money selling seeds, and the boy went to the city to show off to him. Good things happened one after another. My son is pregnant again, and nowadays people don't go to the city very much. Those who come to set up a stall to sell potato flowers are his apprentices. I heard from his apprentices that they stay at home with their daughter-in-law every day.

Zheng Jiang stopped to bring some supplements and gifts. When the carriage arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw that the potatoes planted in the village had already bloomed, and the tomatoes were already big and big on the branches, and the ones that grew faster were half red. It took three inches of land before he saw the planted peppers, which were long and glowing red.

He jumped out of the carriage and took a closer look at the growth of peppers. These peppers were seeds taken directly from the space, and they grew very well. On the other hand, potatoes and tomatoes did not grow as well as peppers.He secretly rejoiced that the chili seeds he gave back then were from space, otherwise the supply would have been insufficient if they didn't grow well, and he was also a little annoyed why he didn't take out more for the villagers to plant.

"Who is squatting in my field! Is he stealing hot peppers?"

Zheng Jiangting stood up from the field and watched from a distance a villager running towards him with a hoe on his shoulder.

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Zheng." After seeing the person clearly, the villagers patted their own mouths and wrote down: "I didn't recognize you just now."

"It's okay, what's the matter, did someone steal the pepper?"

"It's from another village. I haven't seen anything strange. I always want to sneak to our village to inquire about things and get some things back." The villager said and pointed forward: "Look, the dogs are all chained outside in the village. , just to get rid of those thieves."

Speaking of which, the villagers laughed again: "It's good if you come now, this hot pepper is so red, if you take it back, we will put our hearts back."

"I'm here to collect peppers."

Hearing this, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief: "I went late when Dachai sold the seeds. The potatoes and tomato seeds were almost sold out, and I only bought chili seeds. Those two things are easy to sell. I am afraid that the chili peppers will not be sold at that time. Now that you open your mouth, I'm relieved."

Zheng Jiangting frowned: "When Da Chai sold the seeds, he didn't tell you that when the seeds are ripe, will someone come to collect them?"

"Well, he said that you opened a big restaurant in Jincheng, and the things we grow will be sold to you alone, which saves you from looking for buyers everywhere. I'm just afraid that you won't be able to ask for so many things, and you won't accept them when the time comes. Ours."

Zheng Jiang stopped laughing: "It's nothing, let Cai Lin tell me when the things are ripe, and I will collect them all. Chili is needed most, you hurry up and ask someone to pick the chili, and I can take it away today. "

The villagers nodded again and again: "Okay, I'll pick it for you right now. You go to Dachai's house to rest first, and I'll come to you after picking the chili peppers."

Zheng Jiang stopped looking at the vast land of the village, and had an epiphany. Since the peppers are all grown in the village, why not build a small factory in the village and recruit people to make bean paste on the spot, which may be much cheaper.

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