novelraw Chapter 288 Eight Stoves
Chapter 288 Eight Stoves
Chapter 288 Eight Stoves
"Father, Qingfeng Academy?" Song Shangshang asked after Shi Lixiang was out.
There are four colleges, one is too far away, one master has something to teach every day, and one is too expensive for tuition fees and they don't teach the children of ordinary people, so there is only one left.
Qingfeng Academy, and shopkeeper Li is right, studying in Qingfeng Academy is close to their shop, you can eat breakfast at home, eat lunch in the shop when you come back, and pick them up after school in the evening.
How convenient.
Song Yuanbai nodded thoughtfully, "Sounds good, let's take Huaizhi over to have a look tomorrow, if it works, get ready for the apprentice ceremony and Shuxiu, and prepare for apprenticeship."
"Yes." Song Shangshang nodded, she didn't know what to give to Master Shu Xiu, but it didn't matter, with her father around, she didn't need to worry about it.
She just takes care of her shop.
"Miss and master, you are back." Xuecha came over to say hello, "I cleaned the house, it was full of dirt, but I have to wipe it when the time comes."
Song Changshang nodded, "It's been hard work, but let's do it for now. There is still a stove in the house. It's dirty after wiping it soon."
When she was discussing the layout of the shop with several members of her family yesterday, she said that she would build two stoves at the door of the shop, but she was opposed.
Said that it was not good-looking, and there was no way to make it, and you built steamed buns on the stove at the door, and the person who made the buns stood at the door to make buns, saying that the customer looked a little bad.
In fact, Song Shangshang was absolutely fine with this, because in her previous life she often went to eat Xiaolongbao, and the stove was set at the door.
The buns are delicious, who cares whether you make buns at the door or the back kitchen bag, but do as the Romans do, and she can't get a stove at the door of her shop, so go to the back kitchen.
"Father, go to that Wangji brick kiln and follow Bai Yi one by one, he knows where it is."
The three of them worked together, she and Xuecha were selling grilled sausages outside, and her father built a stove behind, a total of eight small stoves.
One fried fried dough sticks, one boiled soy milk, two steamed buns, two steamed steamed buns, and the other two cooked porridge, or made for other food.
In winter, the arrangement of the stove is like this.
Because you sell breakfast and the weather is cold in winter, there must be a fire under the pot to keep it warm, so just put the pot on the stove.
It is not easy to make money, she has to build eight stoves to open a shop.
"Let's go, let's get the stove outside." Song Shangshang stretched, and carried the red clay stove out.
The red clay stove she held in her hand was specially made, and usually this kind of clay stove is small and short. Her clay stove was one meter high, and it was very heavy to hold.
The main reason is that when you sell grilled sausages, have you ever seen a vendor squatting and frying grilled sausages? They are all standing up, so she asked the brick burner to order a big and tall one for her overnight.
After the two of them moved their things, Xuecha asked, "Miss, shall we start frying now?" Song Shangshang looked at the people around him, "Fry, you fry twenty first."
It is around 09:30, almost ten o'clock, and the main street is the time when the traffic is the most. At this moment, the sausage is fried, and the aroma of the sausage will flow into the nose of every pedestrian along the air.Domineering and attractive!Fragrant people drool.
However, Song Changshang did not expect that the first person who came to ask about the roast sausage was not a passer-by on the road, but the owner of the cloth village next door!
The proprietor of the cloth shop was surnamed Gou. He was doing accounts in the shop, but suddenly a strong smell of oil entered his nose, and he was so greedy that he followed the smell of oil.
"Are you fried intestines?" Boss Gou looked at the operation of the little girl in front of him, and asked with some doubts.
(End of this chapter)