Chapter 24: Open a shop (second middle school)

At this stage, the sales situation has not yet been opened. The main consumer groups are still opposite high school students. The family conditions are better. They can give three or five dollars a day for breakfast. If the family conditions are poor, they may only have a few cents. If he really sets the price It ’s too high, I ’m afraid it ’s not so easy to sell.
Lin Mosi thought about it, and set the price of the small steamed buns at two cents, two yuan per cage, and the buns were slightly smaller than other homes. In this way, a bun would make about 5 cents net. He had to sell two thousand buns a day before he could make a hundred dollars.
Porridge, only ordinary eight-treasure porridge, rice is the indica rice collected from the countryside, red jujube barley wolfberry and so on have selected good quality, temporarily set a price of fifty cents, so that hardly make any money. Can only wait for the future to develop a fixed customer, and then increase the selling price.
The tea egg is the old lady who wants to sell it. She can make it herself, and she sells it outside the shop. She is responsible for her own profit and loss. Eggs, she intends to buy authentic local eggs from the countryside. In terms of formula, he can help to improve them properly. If they sell well, they can add some quail eggs. The old lady set the price of tea eggs at eight cents. When the local eggs are cheap, one egg will probably make one or two cents. Her price is higher than other homes, but the authentic taste of local eggs and foreign eggs can be tasted with a bite, as long as the things are done, no one will worry about buying. Anyway, for the old lady, she can earn a few bucks a day, which is better than selling vegetables and she is very satisfied. It can be said that Jincheng's experience of setting up a stall has greatly touched the old lady.
As for the noon "snack rice" and evening snacks, Lin Mo decided to wait for the buns to be rolled out, and then step by step, it is better to develop steadily.
In the trial operation stage, Lin Mo intends to sell fresh onion meat, fresh mushroom meat, fresh cabbage meat, three kinds of stuffed dumplings, and wait until a few of them are skilled, and then add other tricks.
In the afternoon of the same day, Lin Mo personally adjusted some stuffing, and asked Aunt Li to wrap a few cages for you to try. Aunt Li wanted to let everyone look at her skills, and immediately took out her housekeeping skills, from facial hair to kneading dough to buns, she saw her fingers flipping, blinking Kung Fu, a white fat and thin stuffed thick cage The package is wrapped.
Aunt Wang was willing to learn from her, but she was a bit clumsy. After learning for a long time, the buns were finally ready to be read. If they were selling things, they would be worse.
Aunt Gu quietly followed the actions of Aunt Li, and after a few buns were broken, they even looked like they were, making Aunt Li and Aunt Wang quite surprised. Aunt Wang, in particular, admired it all, and said that he was too stupid.
The buns are ready to be steamed. Taking advantage of this time, Aunt Gu Li cleaned the shop inside and out cleanly, and hated to wipe the concrete floor with a tent. Auntie Li and Auntie Wang chopped the meat stuffing with a kitchen knife and wringed out the meat stuffing with a meat grinder. In any case, it could not be compared with artificial chopping.
On the first day of opening, Lin Mo did not plan to make too many steamed buns, but only prepared about one thousand steamed buns and two hundred steamed buns. However, it is not an easy task to chopp these 20 pounds of pork belly and a few pounds of pure lean meat into a stuffing.
The best meat for making fresh meat buns is pork buttocks, which is not fat or greasy. Relatively speaking, pork belly is too fat. However, in these stuffings, Lin Mo will add vegetables such as mushrooms and cabbage, so that the buns will be fat but not greasy, and the taste is no worse than the former.
To make delicious xiao long bao, it is not enough to have good noodles and good meat. Seasoning is also an extremely critical step.
When seasoning the minced meat, Lin Mo added the traditional ginger, garlic and egg salt, and also added his own boiled chicken powder and sauce.
Chicken powder is somewhat similar to the chicken essence sold outside. He made this self-made
Palace recipe
from an old chef. It is made of old hen chicken, eggs, chicken bone meal, and is accompanied by spices, herbs, sodium glutamate, etc. It is blended according to a certain proportion, and the aroma and freshness are far more than a hundred times like "a drop of incense", "concentrated chicken juice", etc., and it will not have any side effects on the body. One of the magic weapons of the shop, he spent a very high price to buy the recipe from the old chef who desperately needed money. The production process of this kind of chicken powder is extremely complicated. There are extremely strict regulations on when and how much materials to put in the middle. There is no error to make the taste, and mass production is almost impossible. The output ratio of good chicken powder is not too low. An old hen can make chicken powder enough for Linmo shop for half a month, and the cost is still within the range.
The sauce is more complicated than the previous Jincheng sold to Lao Liu, and added more materials to reduce the cooking time. The color looks more ruddy, which not only makes the buns rich in fragrance, but the stuffing is steamed out. The colors will also look better.
With these two "magic weapons", Lin Mo didn't even worry about the sale of buns.
Sure enough, after the steamed buns were steamed, the lid of the drawer was opened, and the rich fragrance came with the steam, and even Lin Mo couldn't help swallowing. Aunt Li is really very good. The steamed buns are all white and fat. The white pleats on top are as cute as the little skirts. The thin stuffing under the skin is thick but not leaking. .
"Don't be busy, let's try how the buns taste!" Lin Mo said, holding a shiitake mushroom bag with chopsticks, blowing two bites, biting it down, filling the mouth with the hot gravy, and the saliva instantly overflowed, he also ignored He was hot, chewing the buns while breathing, and could not help but yell delicious.
At this time, the county's pig farming has not yet formed a scale. Most of them are fed by farmers. Almost all of them are fed with green feed and cornmeal and rice bran. There are fewer injections of pigs and less injections. The meat flavor is rich and delicate. Those soft water is more than pork.
The three aunts were so greedy that they had swallowed saliva with the smell of buns, washed their hands, and stuffed their mouths with the buns.
Aunt Li vaguely said, "Lin Mo, how do you make stuffed stuffed buns, and how fragrant?" She has a steamer at home, and occasionally makes buns and buns by herself. The child's selling is poor, but the taste of Lin Mo steamed the bun immediately deflated, not at all a grade.
Lin Mo jokingly said: "Exclusive secret recipe, no secret."
Aunt Wang's eyes narrowed with a smile: "I also return to the" Nine Yin Zhen Jing ", I see your child is like your brother Xueping, and watch more TV." Lin Xueping is her son, just reading the second grade, Not paying attention to school, he has known to watch TV all day long, likes to watch "The Legend of Condor Heroes", and screams at home when he comes home from school. Lin Mo is only one year older than her son. She looks good and is polite and approachable. She did not treat the three of them as an invitation to call ordinary workers. Subconsciously, Aunt Wang did not regard him as the boss, but the same as her son. Junior. In words, unconsciously took the elders' attitude towards the juniors.
Lin Mo smiled and said: "Where there is, I will occasionally look at it. These days my dad chased me every day and asked me to read a book." Mathematics, Chinese and English are okay, physical chemistry, he has not read it In high school, he didn't have these things when he studied accounting at university. He had to return them all to the teacher, and it was quite difficult to read books. It happened that Lin Jian had tested his physics questions a few days before. He didn't know if he had asked him three times before he almost got angry. In the past few days, as soon as he went to the hospital to visit his father, he chased him to read a book. He was so worried.
Aunt Li said: "Reading is a good thing. Only when you study well, you will be able to expose our old farmer's skin when you are admitted to the university in the future, but it's a hard day facing the back of the loess." She wanted her son to get ahead of the university exams, but unfortunately her son did not get up for it and failed to pass the exam. She gritted her teeth and spent thousands of dollars choosing school fees to send her son to a private high school.
Lin Mo didn't take it for granted: "Actually, it's not bad to be a farmer. Many people also make a fortune as farmers, and they are no worse than those college students." Qing Da came out and sold pork, and those big characters didn't know how many baskets. As long as the coal boss beckons, how many masters have sharpened their heads and want to sell their lives for them? In life, all roads lead to Rome, and some things are only one, not the only one.
Aunt Li completely regarded Lin Mo as a second-year boy in the rebellious middle school. He disagreed and said: "Which of our villages has not been a farmer for a lifetime? Apart from your uncle Hai, who can really make a fortune? Is your uncle Hai anyway? High school students, just say you, have n’t you learned the secret recipes from the books? "
Lin Mo was choked for a while, and was probably forced by his dad these past few days, making his speech a bit extreme. However, what Aunt Li said is not another extreme degree.
"Aunt Li is right, I want to be left."
Aunt Wang smiled and said, "If you want me to say, you are so smart and capable. Even if you read less for two years, Aunt Wang believes that you will have a great future and will definitely not be worse than those college students!"
Lin Mo hey, took a cabbage bag and bite it, but thought to himself that if he was n’t afraid of being looked down on by Han Xiaoren in the future, he would not be bothered to go to college. However, if he could meet Han Xiaoren again in his life, he said twice, even if they met again, one of them was the proud son of Huarong Huatian, and the other was the Jimin camp who was promoted to fight the small people.
Lin Mo's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the delicious and delicious steamed buns seemed to be dull.
Han Xun, Han Xun, do you really like him? Lin Mo-min asked himself, but his heart was at a loss. Even he couldn't figure out what his feelings were for him. He only knew that there was a moment in his life. When Han Xun put the ring on his hand, he really thought if he was lucky. After surviving, he will definitely spend the rest of his life with him.
Between them ...
"... Kobayashi, Kobayashi." A grinning male voice interrupted Lin Mo's thoughts.
"Uncle Du, what's the matter?" Lin Mo raised his head and looked at the old Du in the stationery store next door, and asked with a smile.
Lao Du sniffed his nose and smiled, "I smell your buns in my shop. It's so fragrant. I have crawled out of my stomach, so I want to come over and buy two." There are several stationery stores, and the stationery wholesale store in the wholesale market is also their home. They have a lot of money. He likes to eat without smoking or playing cards. I still can't eat fat if I try to eat it. I can't tell if he is a senior foodie just by looking at his stature. No, as soon as he smelled the bun smell next door, he couldn't sit still.
"Uncle Du is too kind. Everyone will be a neighbor in the future. Where can I collect your money for two steamed buns? We haven't opened it yet. We will try it ourselves today and try not to do much. I will give you a basket. Let Auntie also try something new. If there is anything that needs to be improved, we must give it to us. "Then, Lin Mo's three flavored buns took some of them and put them on a plate, and handed them to Lao Du.
Old Du sucked the scent of buns hard, and wondered: "I haven't smelled such a bun in my life. I don't need to taste it. I know it's delicious. Uncle thank you first. If you have any help in the future, I will help you. Open your mouth, as long as Uncle can help, there's nothing wrong with it. "
"Okay, thank you Uncle Du." Lin Mo was worried about how to make a good relationship with the shop next door. Unexpectedly, old Du came to the door by himself. The two of them do not conflict with each other in selling things, and they should be able to deal with their neighbor's relations in the future. The one on the right is selling noodles, but the boss looks quite decent and looks not like the kind of person who likes to cause trouble, hoping to be able to coexist peacefully in the future.
Lao Du carried a tray of buns, the front feet just stepped out of the Lin Mo shop, and the back feet couldn't help but stuffed one into his mouth. The mushrooms and meat were entangled together and the aroma was delicious. When he threw the second one in his mouth, he deeply realized how it felt when Zhu Bajie ate ginseng fruit.
When he carried only a few two or three buns to his wife, he faced his wife and raised his eyebrows. He said cowardly, "This can't blame me, it can only be blamed for the fragrant buns."
"Dead ghost, when you see the delicious food, you forget the old lady. The white blind old lady has been with you for decades, and she has no conscience." The curse scolded, and the lady boss twisted a bun and took a bite. Just enjoy squinting. When Lao Du came back, his wife had swept the plate away.
Lao Du sniffed the smell of the buns in the air, his expression called a grief.
"Is their home opening tomorrow?"
"Correct!"
"Tomorrow morning, you come early, buy a few more cages, and give us two elderly people to give them a try."
Old Du Mulu's "Fierce Light": "Where are enough to buy a few cages, at least ten cages!" ## $ l & amp; & amp; ~ _ ~ & amp; & amp; l $ ## & lt; / p & gt;