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Chapter 450: No one cares (1)
Chapter 450: No one cares (1)
Chapter 450: No one cares (1)
Chapter 450 No one cares (1)
Mo Yan, who was writing and drawing, didn't know that someone already hated her to the core. She couldn't help but smile with satisfaction as she watched the things gradually taking shape in her pen.
What she drew was nothing else but an iron pan used to make pancakes and rolls with eggs. However, there is no liquefied gas as fuel in this time and space, and the structure of the iron pan is also different from the previous life, and is designed to be suitable for burning charcoal.
Looking at the strange-looking things on the drawing, Mo Wu couldn't believe that this could also be called a pot, but after listening to Mo Yan's detailed explanation of its usage, her eyes shone brightly.
Girl Yan, your brain is so flexible that you can even think of such a useful pot. This will be much more convenient.
It can stir-fry side dishes and make pancakes. If you control the heat, it will not burn easily. Moreover, this pot is big and can fry several pancakes at a time. It can also fry eggs and blanch vegetables in the corners. It is much more trouble-free than ordinary pots. .
Mo Yan's cheeks were a little hot. She didn't invent this pot, so she said humbly: "I don't know if it will work yet. I will send it to the blacksmith shop tomorrow. When it is ready, we will try it first. If it doesn't work, we can only use Lets cook the pot.
Mo Wu was very confident and said with great expectation: "It will definitely work. When the pot is ready, our business will be open."
Probably because she has a life with Ben Touer, Mo Wu seems to be several years younger recently, and her whole person is full of vitality. Mo Yan was also happy to see it, and secretly prayed that the breakfast stall would go smoothly and prosper.
The next day, Mo Yan drove the carriage to the city with the drawings, found the blacksmith who had forged her scalpel before, handed him the drawings of the iron pan, and explained the relevant details in detail until the blacksmith After patting her chest and saying that she could make it, she felt relieved and drove the carriage to Mipu.
The rice shop reopened on the eighth day of the first lunar month. I think every household had stocked up on grains before next year. The current business is not as good as before. The grain sold every day is only about 800 kilograms. I heard that the same is true for other rice shops. Mo Yan is no longer worried.
After parking the carriage and walking into the shop, Mo Yan immediately saw seven or eight jars of wine placed in a conspicuous place in the middle. Not a single jar was missing, and he couldn't help but frown.
Grandpa Li, if no one buys this wine, doesnt anyone ask?
Hearing this, Li Zhong put down the account book in his hand and walked over and said, "Some people have asked about it, but once they heard that a jar of wine costs six taels of silver, no one stopped asking."
A small jar of wine only weighs two kilograms. The people who come to buy Mojia fragrant rice are either servants from wealthy families or ordinary people from modestly wealthy families. The servants don't have the courage to spend the master's money to buy wine they have never tasted, and the wealthy family will not be willing to spend two or three months of the family money to buy such a small jar of wine that cannot fill their stomachs.
In this way, these jars of wine were placed in the shop for four or five days, but not a single jar was sold.
Mo Yan thought for a moment and felt that the problem was not the price. You must know that the grapes used to brew these wines all come from space. Not only do they contain extremely rich spiritual energy, but the wine itself is also extremely beneficial to human health. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best. The price she set was not high, and the wine was aimed at middle- and upper-class people.
In the previous life, as long as this kind of top-quality wine worked well, let alone three taels of silver converted into more than four thousand yuan to buy a catty, even if it quadrupled, there were still people rushing to get it. However, neither the vineyard nor the winery has been built, so it doesnt matter if the wine is temporarily uninterested. Mo Yan is not worried at all.
Grandpa Li, the wine will continue to be displayed here. If someone buys it, sell it. It doesnt matter if no one buys it. In short, the price must not be lowered, and not a penny should be lost.