Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 290 Go Again

"Big brother, what is this long green thing? Can I eat it?"

"The leaves of this vegetable are so weird. Why are they curled? They look so ugly."

"I like the bright red fruit, and it smells good."

The kids were talking about the ingredients they had never seen before. Not only the kids were amazed, but the adults too, were amazed at how there could be such vegetables in the world.

The steward uncle cut the cucumber slices according to the instructions. While cutting, he asked whether the cucumber should be fried. After learning that it could be eaten raw, he secretly tasted a small piece. It didn't have much taste, but it had a different kind of refreshing taste.

He also tasted a small piece of the tomato. Unlike the cucumber, the tomato was juicier and a little sweeter than the cucumber, but not too much. It tasted just as refreshing.

Slice the toasted toast, place various side dishes and sauces on it, cover it with another slice, wrap it with wax paper, and cut it in half with a knife. The sandwich filled with ingredients will make everyone salivate.

The children were full of praise for the fresh food, but the adults felt sorry for it while eating it, because so much eggs and oil were used to make the salad dressing, no wonder it tasted so good.

The steward uncle looked worried: "It took so many good things to make it. If we really want to sell it, what price should we set to make a profit?"

"The price must not be too low. If it is too low, the cost will not be recovered."

“What if the price is too high and no one buys it?”

Aunt Song came over with a smile and said, "Why are you worrying? We just make these sandwiches for ourselves. If we really want to sell them, we can just sell this toasted bread. This bread is delicious even if you eat it as is. Sandwiches are just one way to eat it."

That afternoon, the finished sandwiches were delivered to An Huaibo's house at full speed. Mrs. An Huaibo saw that they seemed to be filled with raw vegetables and didn't want to eat them at first. But after tasting a little salad dressing on the side, she changed her mind and finished two sandwiches by herself. When An Huaibo came back, he was still drinking tea to help digestion.

On the day when the document from the Ministry of Works came down, Mrs. An Huaibo sent someone to tell Song Chunlin that the shop had been found and was waiting for him to go and take a look.

Song Chunlin carried Yan Qing over there. The shop that Mrs. An Huaibo found was right at the intersection leading to the West Market, facing Xuanwu Street. Turning left and walking a few steps would be the entrance to the East Market. The geographical location was quite advantageous. Not only was there a large flow of people, the store was also extremely spacious and was divided into two floors.

Song Chunlin went to see it in person. This shop was originally a restaurant. There was a kitchen in the back. All they needed to do was build a few more ovens. Song Chunlin also planned to make a few glass windows on the outside of the storefront to facilitate the display of the cakes inside. The counter would also have to be made of glass so that everyone could clearly see the food inside.

Of course, the method of making glass was provided by Song Chunlin. After Mrs. An Huaibo knew what he gave her, her eyes became subtle.

He pretended to be calm and took a sip of tea, then asked Song Chunlin: "I wonder what Young Master Song wants?"

Song Chunlin told him: "Peace, I want my family to be safe."

Mrs. An Huaibo almost laughed out of anger: "So you treat me as a raft? After all, you still call me cousin, is this how you treat your cousin?"

Song Chunlin said confidently: "The title of Earl Anhuai is high, but his official position is not high. Doesn't my cousin hope that my cousin-in-law can make further progress?"

"So you thought of this glass? Let us make the glass, and you are protected by the Earl of Anhuai's Mansion behind you."

"It's not really a shelter, it's a win-win situation. You get the majority of the fame and money, and I just take a small portion."

Seeing how determined he was, Mrs. An Huaibo wanted to tease him: "If you say so, then why don't you give this prescription to the Gu family? I think the Gu family needs it, too, don't they?"

But Song Chunlin shook his head and said, "The Gu family is not good. A tall tree attracts the wind. One of their brothers is a marquis and the other is a great Sima. If I really gave this recipe to the Gu family, it would only cause trouble."

Mrs. An Huaibo nodded, and she liked the boy even more. He was good, not greedy, and knew how to give and take. He was a good business partner.

"Since you've said that, then wouldn't it be disrespectful of you if I don't accept it? How about this, I'll provide the people and the place, and we'll split it 30% and 70%? You get 30% and I get 70%. How do you think?"

37%? Song Chunlin was a little surprised. He originally thought that 28% was the maximum. After all, An Huaibo had to bear more pressure. Glass, like Western cakes, was a rare commodity, but food was actually not as profitable as glass. Dajing's glass products were called colored glaze, which were limited to handicrafts. Song Chunlin and his team were the only ones who used glass on such a large scale. It was conceivable that if the Western shop opened in the future, would those people's pupils tremble when they saw the glass?

In order to make the shop look the best, Song Chunlin worked up late to come up with several design drawings, all of which were based on the appearance of modern shops. The front of the shop was divided into two parts. The back half was where goods were sold, and tables and chairs were placed in the front facing the street for everyone to sit by the window and enjoy their food. There were originally private rooms on the second floor, but they were for dining. Song Chunlin felt that they were a little too big, so he modified them and made the rooms a little smaller, making them more suitable for drinking tea, chatting and eating snacks.

The kitchen area was even more drastic. Several of the original stoves were knocked down to make a huge workbench for easy operation. The road from the kitchen to the store was repaved with blue bricks and raised a bit so that when it rains, the road surface will not wet and cause slipping. There is still a top layer of glass on the top, which can keep out the rain but is also transparent and does not block the light.

Because the street side is planned to be designed with floor-to-ceiling windows, the requirements for glass are relatively high. Song Chunlin and Mrs. An Huaibo both suggested to experiment first and try to make larger and thicker glass. If it really doesn't work, they will switch to small glass and then make it into small grids, which is also very artistic.

The matter of opening a shop has been settled for the time being. If An Huaibo wants to make finished glass, he will have to wait for some time. The children in the Charity Bureau have only learned two or three kinds of pastries, which is far from enough to meet the needs of setting up a stall. Song Chunlin wants to take advantage of this time to go to the border.

After explaining the situation to Mrs. An Huaibo, the other party seemed a little confused.

"The border is bitterly cold, and barbarian invasions are common. You've already been there once, so why do you want to go again?"

Song Chunlin chuckled: "Of course I have my reasons, but I'm going alone this time, so it will be faster than going with the army. It will take about two months to go back and forth. I will come back after things over there are arranged properly."

Hearing what Song Chunlin said, Madam An Huaibo didn't care. She waved her hand and said, "Go ahead, go ahead. I'll be in charge here. Just go and come back quickly."