At dusk, the sky was dark and the clouds were low. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the light was gone, at last the snow beads began to fall, and the snow rustled like grains of salt on the newly built stables in the courtyard.

The snowdrops were dense and urgent, accompanied by some drizzle and slanting winds.

After a while, the shed was covered with a layer of light white, and the ground in the courtyard was also exposed to some white.

Zhang Chao lowered the door curtain, and the soybean oil lamp had been lit in the room, leaving a faint and flickering light in the cave. When the door was closed, the sound of wind, snow, and rain was much quieter, and the cold air was also locked out of the house.

The side of the door is on the side of the stove, and now it is a fire kang.

The kang is already burning very hot, and there is a newly made stove table on the kang mat, the table is not small, and the square kang table can allow seven or eight people to sit around the plate and eat.

Zhang Chao brought a large pot of bacon stewed radish from the stove to the table, and there were already a few dishes on the table. Okara and wead vegetables, a wild onion egg, and another plate of salted dried fish.

That's it for today's dinner, and it's pretty good.

The dishes were made by Qian Gui's daughter-in-law, Qian Zhou, and the two daughters also helped. Several dishes are steaming, which makes people look very appetizing in this winter, but they have not taken out of the eating habits of the Tang people at this time, whether it is meat or vegetables, either stewed or boiled.

For example, the wild onion egg is boiled. In fact, in Zhang Chao's opinion, scrambled eggs with wild onions are the best.

"Let's eat."

Daddy's name is Zhang Chao Shangkang.

This kang is the No. 1 work of Zhangjiaban, but the repair is still good, at least it is very large. After the quilt is put away, a table is set up on the kang, which can accommodate eight people to sit around and eat.

Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang, and Little Eight and Little Thirteen are all on the kang, but there is no smile on everyone's faces today. Especially Uncle Zhao and Uncle Wang, they are responsible for collecting grain, and they always feel that the main family has suffered a lot of losses today, and they don't want to go.

Zhang Chao took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the kang, while Qian Gui's family of five stood by the kang with their heads bowed and their hands down.

"You guys also come up to the kang, this day says it will snow, it's cold, come up and warm up together."

Qian Gui hurriedly shook his head, "Thank you Xiaolangjun for your kindness, we don't dare to mess with the rules of the family." Let's just stand here and serve Lang Jun and Xiao Lang Jun to eat. ”

Looking at their panicked looks, Zhang Chao realized that his kindness would only make them feel uneasy and panicked. The Qian family has been a slave for generations, and they are used to the identity they are now in their bones, so if they are really allowed to eat at the kang table, it is estimated that this will only make them panic.

"Then forget it, but don't stand here and watch, take a few bowls, order every dish, and then serve a table, eat by this kang, and it will be warmer there."

Qian Gui still had to excuse himself, Zhang Chao put on the posture of a young master, and the family was finally obedient.

A table was set up next to the kang, and the five members of the Qian family sat around to eat, and the dishes were given to them by Zhang Chao, and some of each dish was beaten, so everyone did not sit at a table, but they still ate the same dish.

Such a simple move, but the Qian family warmed their hearts, changed the new owner, along the way they were still very worried, I don't know what the new master's temper is, now it seems that the new master is indeed very good, especially this little Langjun, amiable, amiable.

The bacon for stewed radish was brought by Xiao Thirteen from home, and it was smoked from the prey that his brother Keshan had caught before. Ke Shan's family also sold a lot of grain to Zhang Chao this time, and Ke Shan followed Zhang Chao to learn pankang, and his daily income increased a lot. This time, everyone knew that the Zhang family had lost money in collecting grain, but everyone was reluctant to pull the grain back.

Sold to the Zhang family, a stone of millet is 1,000 yuan higher than the current market price, and I heard that the price of this grain will continue to fall, who wants to take back the sold grain at this time?

Fortunately, Zhang Chao didn't say that he wanted to return the grain, everyone was relieved, and at the same time, they all praised Zhang Chao's atmosphere. At the same time, I also felt a little embarrassed in my heart, so today, those in the village who sold grain to Zhang Chao, your family sent two pieces of dried meat, his family sent a little dried fish, that family sent some eggs, and some radishes and cabbage, Ke Wu's family also did tofu business, and specially sent a few pieces of tofu and some bean dregs.

Zhang Chaoquan accepted these things sent by everyone.

Don't look at Zhang Chao in front of and behind the others, he kept shouting that he lost a lot this time, and shouted that he couldn't lose the villagers, but in fact, Zhang Chao didn't really lose, but his profits decreased a lot. But with that momentum, now that Zhang Chao is in the hearts of the villagers, he is really a little Langjun with unparalleled righteousness.

"Shall we still steam steamed buns and sell steamed buns tomorrow?" Daddy asked.

"Sell, let's make 20,000 buns to sell tomorrow, and send more noodles tonight." The individual profit is low, and now I can only increase the sales volume to make up for a little loss.

"Then will we still sell one Wuwen tomorrow?"

Zhang Chao smiled bitterly and shook his head, of course it was impossible. The millet noodles have fallen from the original 300 yuan a bucket to 211, a drop of 30%, and their steamed buns will definitely not be able to sell for 5 wen anymore.

Go with the market and sell a four-piece piece, it's all good.

But even if he sells four yuan, Zhang Chao still has to make money. Labor is given food, so the rise in food on labor costs is actually equivalent to no impact, the original cost of each bun is three Wen, now temporarily ignore the impact of the price drop, the cost of the impact of the impact of the alkali has increased.

After calculation, the cost of Zhang Chao's bun has risen from the original three wen to three and a half wen. If you sell it for four dollars at a reduced price, you can also earn half a penny.

As long as the price of grain does not continue to fall sharply for the time being, these millet noodles in Zhang Chao's hand will be made into buns and sold as soon as possible, and there will still be money to be made, but there is not much money to be made.

To increase the yield to 20,000 buns, you need 10 stone of millet seeds, as well as red beans for several stones, and dried dates for ingredients. In addition, you have to have a bucket of soda.

Zhang Chao didn't buy many materials from the pharmacy, and if he supplied both the Zhang family and the Cui family, he wouldn't be able to last a few days. But now Zhang Chao can't control this, let's take advantage of the fact that the price of grain has not fallen again, let's sell those high-priced grains first.

If you can sell 20,000 yuan a day, and one earns half a penny, then the profit can still be 10,000 yuan.

The account is actually quite easy to calculate, but whether it is Daddy, Uncle Zhao or the villagers, such a simple account seems a little complicated for them. Therefore, they don't know that in fact, Zhang Chao's current yellow bun business is still profitable, not that he is already selling at a loss.

Radish stewed bacon, a very simple dish, but Qian Zhou's made it well, and he didn't put any condiments, not even green onions, ginger and garlic, and no oil, but the wild boar bacon still stewed out the taste, only a little coarse salt was added, and in this cold night, it actually became a rare delicacy.

In the wealthy families of the Tang Dynasty, the meat was mainly eaten mutton. Beef is not a good thing to eat, and horses are similar. In these years, even large animals such as donkeys, mules, and camels are difficult to eat, because they are also considered precious military and civilian goods.

On the other hand, chicken, duck, goose, fish and eggs, these are not considered meat in the eyes of the Tang people.

The Tang people ate meat, the rich and noble families mainly ate mutton, and the common people ate pork.

In the eyes of the rich, pork is cheap meat, and it tastes bad, and it can't be served on the table like dog meat. But for ordinary people, pork is their rare meat. The rich hate it, but they don't hate it and can't afford it.

As for why the rich people hate pork, I heard that it tastes unpalatable. Most of the pigs in this year are free-range, and they will not be castrated, and they will be raised for a long time. On the other hand, this year's pig is the same as the dog, it will also be ****, many people's toilets, in fact, are in the pigsty, directly let the pigs eat. Ate ...

Coupled with the problem of the way pork is cooked, and the seasoning is scarce and precious these years, the simple boiled pork and stewed pork are of course unpalatable.

Later generations of pigs are generally castrated at an early age, and the slaughter time is also fast, such pigs must be delicious, and there are various ways to cook and process.

In fact, even if the free-range pigs are not easy to eat in these years, just like the wild boars that Zhang Chao eats now, they can also be regarded as free free-range, and it is impossible to castrate, and even raise them for several years. But wild boar is still good to eat, the key is still cooking.

Smoked wild boar meat is equivalent to a process, and bacon is more suitable for cooking at this time than fresh wild boar, just like this pot of bacon stewed radish, there is no seasoning, but the stewed time is longer, and it perfectly releases the deliciousness.

If you marinate fresh pork like this, change the cooking method and add some seasonings, I believe it will also change greatly.

Zhang Chao has been thinking about pork, because he thinks that he can use pork to make meat buns. Pork is cheap, and with its own alkaline noodles makes the buns fluffier, it is sure to look good. If it's minced meat, it's sure to sell for a little more.

If this big meat bun is developed, as long as it can solve the impression that this pork is unpalatable, it will definitely make money in the future.

This is like those who opened duck head shops or pig head meat shops in later generations, and the worthless materials were made into a rare delicacy in a unique way, and the price immediately rose sharply.

The plate of bean dregs boiled Chinese cabbage is also delicious, and the Chinese cabbage is Chinese cabbage, but it is not as delicious as the Chinese cabbage of later generations. The okara is boiled with the woad and tastes good.

"Sister-in-law Zhou's skills are good."

Zhang Chao scooped some and poured it into his bowl, the staple food for dinner today is corn. Corn rice is actually not as delicious as making cakes, but it is convenient and simple. It's just that the rice is a little rough after cooking, and it tastes drier, so it's actually best if you cook porridge.

However, the Zhang family now has an official home, so they can't still drink porridge every day.

Pork bean dregs with rice is a good match.

Zhang Zhoushi listened to Zhang Chao's praise, and quickly put down the bowl and stood up to thank him.

Okara is the residue filtered out of tofu and is not worth much. Originally, beans are much cheaper than rice, wheat and millet, and bean dregs are even cheaper. In later generations, bean dregs would only be used to feed pigs, but the people of the Tang Dynasty were reluctant, they would use it as a vegetable, or even directly as a staple food, and would never waste a little.

Zhang Chao suddenly put down his chopsticks, and he thought that if he sold soy milk and bean curd in his store in Chang'an, it was estimated that someone would drink it. The remaining bean dregs can also be mixed with some millet noodles to make a nest of grains, a bean into a few things to sell, anyway, the cost is low, the price is also lower, there will always be someone to buy it.

A millet bun sells for four or five cents a piece, and if he buys a yellow nest made of bean dregs and millet seeds, he only sells it for two cents a piece, or even a penny a piece.

I believe that there will always be many poor people who are willing to buy it for their stomachs, right?

Zhang Chao couldn't help but be happy, he felt that he had found another way to make money.