Cannon Fodder Just Wants to Farm (MTL)

Chapter 58: The Butcher was Dumbfounded

He Zifeng's family's vegetarian dishes were sold out in a big pot on the first day they set up a stall.

The price of vegetarian dishes is low, and many people can afford it. In addition, their family is kind. They always control the juice before weighing it. After the calculation is completed, scoop out two spoons of the soup. Don't underestimate the juice. This is the essence of. You can cook something and put it in.

Everyone's favorite vegetarian dishes are fungus and mushrooms.

Qiu Yu was a little happy. The vegetarian dishes were dried goods picked by the villagers from the mountains, and the price for them was also very cheap. If you do the math, there is still a profit to be made.

He Zifeng and Qiu Yu closed the stall. There were many people at their stall, and Fang's bamboo baskets were sold quickly.

There were still three or two baskets left, and Fang didn't want anyone to wait for him because of these baskets.

Simply close the stalls together. The carriage drove past the meat stall and drove away without stopping for a moment. Several butcher shop owners felt a little uncomfortable.

I thought it would be fine after a while, just waiting for He Zifeng and the others to give in.

But their calculations failed.

For three days in a row, I heard that He Zifeng's vegetarian dishes had more repeat customers, and at least three large pots were sold a day. I didn't believe it at first when I heard it. In the eyes of their butchers, those who love meat and those who love vegetarian food are completely different. How could it still be sold so quickly? Then I sneaked over and took a look. The whole street was crowded with people only on their side.

Many passers-by were also attracted by the bustle here. First they watched the bustle for a while, and then they also bought ten cents to have a taste.

He went back and quickly told the other butchers, who were dumbfounded. If they sell so well, what will they do?

After holding on for three days, they finally couldn't hold on anymore. They didn't want them anymore. Big bones and pig waste became things that no one cared about, so they couldn't help but let them go. If you can't sell it, you can only take it back and stew it yourself. I don't know if the wife at home is reluctant to add seasonings or something, but it's impossible to eat it after making it.

Originally weighing about a hundred pounds, it could be sold for more than three hundred coins. Nowadays, I still can't sell it, and I can't bear to give it away. It's like this back and forth. I feel very sad. When I see that He Zifeng and the others can still make money without selling meat, they seem to be shooting themselves in the foot.

"What should we do?" None of the butchers had any idea.

Finally, a eloquent person was sent to guard the side. At worst, they won't raise the price and will still sell it at the same price as before. Three hundred coins is money. We can't go on like this. Money is thrown away every day. Who can bear it?

In this way, they have no intention of selling meat, so they are chasing each other here.

Soon Qiu Yu was stopped by them when he drove his carriage back.

Qiu Yu hated them, but they were walking around on the road with their arms outstretched. Qiu Yu couldn't hurt others. The handsome face said coldly: "Get out of the way."

The butcher ignored his bad attitude and was forced to put on a smile and said: "Well, I will give you the pig bones and pig guts at the previous price. There was a misunderstanding before. Hehe, now we won't sell to anyone, just sell them." You." Three hundred coins a day, one or two in four days, when I think of losing so much, my heart aches.