Bad Boy Farming

Seeing that everyone who had eaten or not was looking at him, Qi Guang said with a smile, "Everyone, if you don't mind, why don't you have a piece?"

The person who was sitting next to the two before saw the waiter bringing rice porridge and steamed buns, so he asked Qi Yang to make fermented bean curd for him.It's just that he couldn't help frowning after taking a sip, "It tastes weird." He put down the steamed bun.

Everyone's eyes changed, Qi Guang hurriedly said, "Then you can try white rice porridge."

The other party thought of his old mother at home, picked up the spoon, and before he drank it, everyone asked in a hurry, "How is it? How is it?"

"Well...it's a bit special, I can't describe it, anyway, it's better than just drinking white rice porridge."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's expressions were very good-looking. Without waiting for them to think too much, Qi Yang took out a pair of clean chopsticks and greeted him, "Everyone, try it, tofu is not an expensive thing." Then he picked up the sweet fermented bean curd Send it in front of others without any explanation.

Some foodies saw how delicious the stinky fermented bean curd was when Qi Guang ate it, but the person said it tasted weird, so they were eager to try it, "Give me a piece of stinky fermented bean curd."

"Okay." Qi Yang hurriedly changed his chopsticks.

Then someone said, "Give me a piece too."

There are two, there are three. Some people who are curious simply pick up their chopsticks to pick up the stinky tofu. After a while, the lobby of the restaurant is filled with the smell of stinky tofu.

Shopkeeper He was very curious when he saw this scene, but what made him even more confused was when the two people downstairs were going to invite the owner to eat.But seeing that the bosses had left, Shopkeeper He hurriedly followed.

As soon as He Ping opened the door, some old diners shouted, "Master He is here today."

"Yes, yes, how is today's food? If it's not good, just ask, and I'll fire the cook later!" He Ping said with a smile.

"He Dangjia is joking again, come and try this fermented bean curd." The diner continued to eat steamed buns after speaking.

When Qi Guang heard that the owner of the restaurant was there, he couldn't eat anymore.They only thought of attracting the shopkeeper, but never expected to meet the big head, so they asked softly, "Qi Yang, do you still want to eat?"

Qi Yang rolled his eyes, stood up and clasped his fists together, "He Dangjia, hello!"

"Little brother, how about we sit upstairs?" He Ping asked with a smile, waving his fan lightly.

"Master He first please!" Qi Yang immediately put the lid on the fermented bean curd, apologized to the diners onlookers, and then went upstairs with Qi Guang holding the jar.

Some people immediately understood the intention of the two of them coming to the restaurant to eat only porridge and steamed buns, and couldn't help giving them a thumbs up.

He Ping raised his finger and pointed to the seat opposite, "Please sit down, both of you!"

Ming people don't speak dark words, since the two parties are interested, Qi Yang said, "He Dong's family will try our fermented bean curd first, let's talk about it later."

He Ji is a century-old brand, and He Ping has never eaten anything.But the tofu was stinky and still edible, but this was the first time he saw it.After receiving the steamed buns from the boy, I picked up a piece of stinky tofu by myself, smelled it, "Is there pepper in it?"

"He Dong's family is amazing!" Qi Guang praised.

He Ping opened his mouth and took a bite, but he couldn't taste anything in it except salt and pepper, and he didn't think about how fermented bean curd was made. "You guys made this one very cleverly."

Qi Yang said, "It's okay, it's okay. However, fermented bean curd can be used not only in steamed buns, but also as a seasoning in dishes."

"As a seasoning?" He Ping's eyes flashed. If a restaurant wants to be invincible among its peers, it must not only have its own specialty dishes, but also constantly innovate. Is it?"

Er Niu explained, "For example, when making pork belly, you can add fermented bean curd and stir-fry, then add water and simmer slowly. When grilling chicken wings and pork slices, you can make fermented bean curd into a sauce and brush on the meat. When making fish...you can also serve it as a cold dish."

"According to you, carrion meat has many uses?" He Ping pretended to be curious, and was already pricing the dishes Qi Guang mentioned in his heart.

Qi Yang said, "Yes, mainly our fermented bean curd is not expensive."

"Oh, how much is it per catty?" He Ping asked with a smile.

"We don't sell by the catty, sixty liters per jar, and one jar has six catties."

He Ping shook his head repeatedly when he heard this, "It's too expensive! You don't even need five cents for a catty of tofu. You sell it for ten cents, it's too expensive!"

Qi Guang curled his lips secretly, what's so expensive, they pretended they didn't know the prices in Lin'an City. "Then Boss He, would you give me an honest price?"

"Fifty Wen!" He Ping stretched out a slap.The two were startled, and their faces trembled unnaturally, "No, there are too few and we can't explain to the folks when we go back."

"Fellows? What do you mean?" He asked strangely.

"What you two don't know is that we don't know how to make fermented bean curd. The common people there make it themselves, and we just help them sell it."

"Is that so?" He Ping glanced at Shopkeeper He, "May I ask if your place is far from here?"

The people in the village had already signed and pledged, and they were not afraid that He Ping would find it, so they said, "Zhangjia Village, Maoling County."

"What?" He Ping's fan fell to the ground with a "clack", and he exclaimed before they could open their mouths, "Don't tell me that fermented bean curd is made by Zhang Erniu."

"You...you..." Qi Guang said after waiting for a long time, "How do you know Erniu?"

"It's really him?" He Ping was dumbfounded. Thinking of the daily limit of five-spice powder, Dang He felt overwhelmed, so he said to shopkeeper He, "You bring fermented bean curd and ask the cook to cook a few dishes. The two little brothers go all the way. Here comes, how can we let them eat steamed buns."

Now Qi Guang and the two were dumbfounded, "Dong He's too polite, let's just eat steamed buns."

"Don't listen to them, hurry up." He Ping waved the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper into the kitchen, and said, "What do you call the two little brothers?"

As soon as they said their names, He Ping said, "Brother Qi Guang, what else did Er Niu do besides making fermented bean curd?"

"We don't know very well." The two of them went to Zhangjia Village for a meal and were driven out by the master. After a while, they might not be able to find the way to Zhangjia Village when they go back.

But He Ping thought they didn't want to talk about it, so in order to let them relax, he said, "Then let's talk about fermented bean curd?"

No longer holding on to Er Niu, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, "Since Dong He's family knows Zhangjia Village, they probably know how poor it is. Fifty Wen is really a bit small."

He Ping blinked his eyes and said, "The 51 papers are ready."

"No, 59 articles." Qi Yang also took a step forward.

"52 essays." He Ping gestured with two fingers while speaking.

"He Dong's family, if it's only 58 renminbi, a restaurant as big as yours is not short of these few renminbi." Qi Guang said, "The money sold by your restaurant in one day is equivalent to the ordinary people in Zhangjia Village for a year."

"You think of me as a money bank." He Ping laughed, "I also earned my money early in the morning and late in the morning. Seeing that you have come all the way, I won't argue with you anymore. 53 renminbi, no more will do. .”

The two knew each other well, seeing that the other's face was not as dead as he said, "57 Wen."

"Hey, I said you two thought I was a vegetable market." He Ping picked up his fan and pointed at them, "For the sake of my long-standing friendship with Zhang Erniu, 54 Wen, if it doesn't work, let Erniu follow him." Let me talk, I just want to meet Er Niu very much." Dare to steal the five-spice powder from his house, and want to make money from him, he is beautiful.

Qi Guang and Qi Yang met each other and gritted their teeth, "Cheng, 54 Wen, but I want to ask Mr. He, how much do you plan to ask for?"

"Then give me ten altars first." He Pingyi said that the two of them almost fell to the ground, "He Dong's family can really joke, it takes 20 days to make fermented bean curd, and then we will ship it to you, up and down The delay will take at least 25 days, are you sure that a restaurant as big as yours can only sell two catties of fermented bean curd a day?"

"It takes that long?" He Ping asked back.

The two nodded together, "Otherwise, we wouldn't care if you asked for sixty liters a jar. Making fermented bean curd is similar to pickling pickles. A jar of pickled vegetables won't taste good without marinating for ten days and half a month, let alone fermented bean curd." 20 Heavens is what Er Niu deliberately asked them to say. If the method is too simple, even if your item is an exclusive recipe, the other party will not be happy when they pay for it.

But Qi Guang said something wrong, He Ji Winery is not just a family in Lin’an Prefecture, there are forty or fifty He Ji Winery restaurants in the whole of Jiangnan, if fermented bean curd is really popular, but he only bought ten jars, and he earned less in that month No matter how much money, He Ping feels distressed.

"Why don't you bring me a hundred altars first, how many days can it be delivered at the latest." He Ping asked.

Qi Guangdao, "We only started making it a few days earlier, and it will take half a month at the latest to ship."

He Ping couldn't help sniffling when he smelled the chicken wings served by the shopkeeper, "Come and try your own fermented bean curd."

"He Dong's family eats first. When we came, Er Niu said that whoever wants to buy fermented bean curd must give us a deposit, otherwise we will not ship."

He Ping said "Hey", "This Zhang Erniu will ask for money." Ask him to buy more five-spice powder, he either needs to raise children or farm.

Although Qi Guang was curious when he heard this, Er Niu was at Er Niu's house. If there was anything wrong with Er Niu, he would not be able to hide it from Er Niu's piercing eyes. I didn't expect that we would meet Dong He's family, so please make it easier for us."

He Ping threw down the bone and said, "Get the pen and ink."

The two accepted the deposit from each other, and after a hasty meal, they gave He Ping two jars of fermented bean curd and hurried back.

In the afternoon of the next day, when Erniu went to ask the old doctor to help Qi Sheng remove the bamboo board on his arm, he saw Qi Guang approaching from afar as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village.Er Niu rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then looked again, there were still two people, "Why did you come back so soon?"

"It's a long story." Qi Yang said, "Let's go back first."

Er Niu sent the old doctor away, he didn't bother to ask Qi Sheng if his arm could move, and if it still hurt, he said, "Sit down quickly."

The two picked up a bowl of "cuckoo" and drank a bowl of water, talked about the coincidence of meeting Mr. He's family, and finally added, "Don't look young at that Mr. He's, he was really shameless when he bargained for us, by the way, He also said that he always misses you in his dreams."

Er Niu was surprised, "No way."

"Really, if you go with us, maybe you can sell a few pennies more." Qi Yang thought that every household had started to make fermented bean curd, and felt embarrassed immediately, "However, Mr. He said that he only needs one hundred jars of bean curd Milk, what should I do?"

"It's okay, I expected this kind of situation. Turn around and take all the fermented bean curd, let's go to the largest grocery store in Lin'an Prefecture. But, when He Ping signed with you, did he say that fermented bean curd can only be sold to He Ji?"

"Here is the agreement." As he spoke, Qi Guang took out a piece of paper, Qi Sheng reached out to take it, and glanced at it, "No. But, a jar of 54 characters, Er Niu, have you thought about how to tell the villagers in the future? ?”

"Let's just say that the other party has raised the price." He promised to give the two of them a fraction of the money. When Qi Guang and Qi Yang stopped selling fermented bean curd for Zhangjia Village, the young and old in Zhangjia Village won't be worried if they make money. Will care about those few words.

When Qi Sheng saw him, he thought about it, "Okay! Then I will go with you?"

"Why? Er Niu hurriedly asked.

Qi Sheng smiled slightly, shaking his arm that had been hanging for more than a month, but he didn't say that he wanted to see what kind of ghost He Dong's family was.