At this stage, the sales situation has not yet opened up. The main consumer group is still the high school students on the opposite side. Those with better family conditions can give three to five yuan for breakfast a day, and those with poor family conditions may only have a few cents. Really set the price too high, I'm afraid things will not sell so well.
Lin Mo thought about it, and set the price of Xiaolongbao at 50 cents a pair, 2 yuan a cage, and the buns were a little smaller than those from other stores. In this way, a bun can make a net profit of 5 cents. He had to sell two thousand buns a day to earn a hundred and ten yuan.
Congee, only make ordinary eight-treasure porridge. The rice is indica rice harvested from the countryside. The red dates, barley, wolfberries, etc. are all of good quality. We can only wait for the development of regular customers in the future, and then increase the price.
Tea eggs are what the old lady wants to sell, she knows how to make them herself, and sells them outside the shop, and she is responsible for her own profits and losses. Eggs, she plans to buy authentic local eggs from the countryside. He can help improve the recipe, and if it sells well, he can add some quail eggs. The old lady set the price of tea eggs at 80 cents each. When native eggs were cheap, one egg could earn about 10 or 20 cents. Her price is higher than other stores, but the taste of authentic native eggs and foreign eggs can be tasted by people with a bad mouth. As long as the food is ready, no one will buy it. Anyway, for the old lady, if she can earn a few dollars a day, which is better than her growing and selling vegetables, she is very satisfied. It can be said that the experience of setting up a stall in Jincheng touched the old lady a lot.
As for the 'small dishes' at noon and snacks in the evening, Lin Mo decided to wait until the steamed stuffed buns were rolled out, and then proceed step by step. Steady development is the best.
During the trial operation stage, Lin Mo plans to sell scallion fresh meat, shiitake mushroom fresh meat, cabbage fresh meat, and three kinds of stuffed steamed buns. After Aunt Li and the others are proficient in making them, other tricks will be added.
That afternoon, Lin Mo made some fillings himself, and asked Aunt Li to make some steamed buns for everyone to try. Aunt Li wanted to let everyone see her skills, so she immediately showed her housekeeping skills, from raising dough to kneading dough and rolling dough to making buns, she saw her fingers flying, and in the blink of an eye, she was white, fat, and thin. The thick steamed buns are ready.
Aunt Wang wanted to learn from her, but she was always a bit clumsy. After learning for a long time, the buns she made were finally readable. If they were sold, they would look a bit poor.
Aunt Gu followed Aunt Li's actions without making a sound, and after wrapping a few buns, she managed to wrap them in a decent way, which surprised Aunt Li and Aunt Wang. Especially Aunt Wang, she was so impressed that she said she was too stupid.
The steamed stuffed bun is wrapped, and it can only be steamed after waking up. Taking advantage of this spare time, Aunt Gu quickly cleaned the inside and outside of the small shop, and even wiped the cement floor with a handkerchief. Aunt Li and Aunt Wang used kitchen knives to chop minced meat. The minced meat minced with a meat grinder could not be compared with the minced meat made by hand.
On the first day of opening, Lin Mo didn't plan to make too many steamed buns, but only prepared materials that could make about 1,000 steamed buns and 200 steamed buns. However, it is not an easy task to chop up twenty catties of high-quality pork belly and several catties of pure lean meat together into stuffing.
The best meat for making fresh meat buns is pork rump meat, which is neither fat nor greasy. Relatively speaking, pork belly is too fat. However, Lin Mo will add vegetables such as shiitake mushrooms and cabbage to these fillings. In this way, the steamed buns are fat but not greasy, and the taste is not worse than the former.
To make delicious Xiaolongbao, good noodles and good meat are not enough, and seasoning is also a crucial step.
When seasoning the stuffing, Lin Mo added his own chicken powder and sauce in addition to the traditional ginger, garlic, egg and salt.
Chicken powder is somewhat similar to the chicken essence sold outside. The homemade one he bought is a "palace recipe" bought from an old chef. Sodium amino acid is mixed according to a certain proportion, and the aroma and freshness are a hundred times stronger than the stuff like "a drop of fragrance" and "concentrated chicken juice", and it will not cause any side effects on the body. It used to be one of the treasures of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He paid a very high price to buy the recipe from the old chef who was in urgent need of money. The production process of this kind of chicken powder is extremely complicated. There are extremely strict regulations on when to put what ingredients and how much to put in the middle of the process. If there is no mistake, the taste cannot be made, and it is almost impossible to achieve mass production. Fortunately, the output ratio of chicken powder is not too low. The chicken powder made by an old hen is enough for Lin Mo's small shop for half a month, and the cost is still within the acceptable range.
The sauce is more complicated than the one sold to Lao Liu in Jincheng before, and some more ingredients have been added to reduce the cooking time. After the material is steamed, the color will look better.
With these two 'magic weapons' in hand, Lin Mo has no worries about the sale of steamed stuffed buns.
Sure enough, after the buns were steamed, the lid of the drawer was lifted, and the rich aroma rushed to the face with the steam, even Lin Mo couldn't help swallowing. Aunt Li is really good at it. After steaming these buns, they are all white and plump. The white pleats on the top are very cute like a small skirt. The bottom is thin and the stuffing is thick but not leaking. The index finger moved.
"Don't be busy, everyone, come and taste how the buns taste!" Lin Mo said, picked up a mushroom bun with chopsticks, blew on it twice, and bit it down in one bite. The hot meat juice filled his mouth instantly, and his saliva overflowed instantly. Regardless of the heat, he breathed out while munching on the steamed stuffed bun, and couldn't help shouting that it was delicious.
At this moment, the pig breeding in L County has not yet formed a large scale. Most of them are fed by the farmers themselves. Almost all of them are fed with green fodder plus cornmeal and rice bran. There are fewer pig diseases and less injections. The meat is fragrant and delicate. The firmness is not comparable to the soft and juicy pork of later generations.
The three aunts had already been swallowed secretly by the smell of the steamed buns. After washing their hands, they grabbed the steamed stuffed buns and stuffed them into their mouths.
Aunt Li said vaguely: "Lin Mo, how do you make the stuffing of your steamed stuffed buns so that they smell good?" She has a steamer at home, and occasionally makes steamed buns by herself, and she prides herself on her skills. , not worse than the ones sold in restaurants outside, but once you taste the steamed buns made by Lin Mo, you are immediately discouraged. They are not of the same grade at all.
Lin Mo half-jokingly said: "The exclusive secret recipe will not be disclosed."
Aunt Wang smiled so much that her eyes narrowed: "I still have "Nine Yin Scriptures". I think your child is like your brother Xueping, who watches too much TV." I don’t concentrate in school, I just watch TV all day long, and I like to watch "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" most, and I just yell at home after school. Lin Mo was only one year older than her son. He was good-looking, polite and approachable. He didn't treat the three of them as ordinary workers who were invited to order. Subconsciously, Aunt Wang didn't treat him as a boss, but with her son. The same junior. In the words, unconsciously brought the attitude of the elders towards the younger generation.
Lin Mo smiled and said: "No, I just read it occasionally. These days, my dad chases me every day to ask me to read." Math, Chinese and English are okay, but he is not serious about physics and chemistry. He went to high school, but he didn't have these things when he studied accounting in college, so he returned them all to the teacher a long time ago, and it seemed quite difficult to read the books. It happened that Lin Jian had a physics test a few days ago, and he didn't know what to ask, which almost made him angry. In the past few days, whenever he went to the hospital to visit his father, he would chase him to read books, which was a worry.
Aunt Li said: "Study is a good thing. Only by studying hard and entering university in the future can we expose the old peasant skin on us, and the hard days of facing the loess and the sky will be better." Aunt Li's son has just entered the first year of high school. , she wanted her son to get ahead in college, but unfortunately her son failed to pass the exam. She gritted her teeth and spent thousands of school selection fees to send her son to a private high school, chanting these words around her son every day.
Lin Mo said disapprovingly: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with being a farmer. Many people have made a lot of money as farmers, no worse than those college students." Coal bosses who don't know a lot of baskets just wave their hands, how many masters and masters have sharpened their heads and want to work for them? In life, all roads lead to Rome, and some things are just one of them, not the only one.
Aunt Li completely regarded Lin Mo as a rebellious second-stage teenager, and she disapproved: "Who in our village has not been a farmer all his life? Except for you, Uncle Hai, who can really make a fortune? You, Uncle Hai, anyway I'm also a high school student, just say you, didn't you learn your unique recipe from a book?"
Lin Mo choked for a moment, probably because his father forced him hard these past few days, which made his words a little extreme. However, Aunt Li's statement is not another degree of extreme.
"Aunt Li is right, I was thinking left."
Aunt Wang smiled and said, "Let me tell you, you are so smart and capable, even if you miss two years of study, Aunt Wang believes that you will have a great future in the future, and you will definitely not be worse than those college students!"
Lin Mo hecked, took a cabbage bun and bit into it, thinking in his heart that if he wasn't afraid of being looked down upon by Han Xiaoren in the future, he wouldn't be bothered to go to study and take the university entrance exam. However, whether we can meet Han Xiaoren again in this life is still a matter of debate. Even if we meet again, one of them is the proud son of heaven who enjoys all the glory, and the other is a young man who is eager to fight. I am afraid that in the end...
Lin Mo's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the delicious buns in his mouth seemed to become dull.
Han Xun, Han Xun, do you really like him? Lin Mo asked himself, but his heart was at a loss. Even he himself didn't know what kind of feelings he had for him. He only knew that there was a moment in his previous life, when Han Xun put the ring on his finger, he really thought about what if Still survived, he will definitely spend the rest of his life with him well.
between them...
"...Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin." A smiling male voice interrupted Lin Mo's thoughts.
"Uncle Du, what's the matter?" Lin Mo looked up to see Lao Du from the stationery store next door, and asked with a smile.
Old Du sniffed and laughed, "I smelled your steamed stuffed buns in the shop so delicious that the gluttons in my stomach almost crawled out, so I wanted to come and have a look and buy two to try." Lao Du has run several stationery stores, and the stationery wholesale store that is the largest in the wholesale market is also owned by his family. He has a lot of money. He doesn't smoke or play cards, and he likes to eat. However, he is still the kind of person who can't get fat no matter how much he eats. Just looking at his hemp figure, he really can't tell that he is a senior foodie. No, as soon as he smelled the steamed stuffed bun next door, he couldn't sit still.
"Uncle Du is too polite. We will all be neighbors in the future. How can I charge you for eating two buns? We haven't opened yet, so I'll make it myself today to taste the taste. I don't make much. I'll get you a basket Let auntie try something new, and if there is anything that needs improvement, please tell us." Then, Lin Mo took some of the three flavors of steamed stuffed buns, put them on a plate, and handed them to Lao Du.
Lao Du took a deep breath of the steamed stuffed bun and was amazed: "I've never smelled such a delicious steamed stuffed bun in my life. I don't need to taste it. I know it's absolutely delicious. Thank you in advance, uncle. If you need help in the future Feel free to ask where you want, as long as uncle can help, there is no other way."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Du." Lin Mo was worrying about how to build a good relationship with the shop next door, but he didn't expect Lao Du to come to the door himself. The things the two of them sell do not conflict, and they should be able to handle the relationship between neighbors in the future. The one on the right sells noodles, but the boss looks quite decent, and he doesn't look like the kind of person who likes to make trouble. I hope we can coexist peacefully in the future.
As soon as Lao Du stepped out of Lin Mo's shop with a plate of steamed buns, he couldn't help stuffing one into his mouth first with his back foot. The delicious smell of shiitake mushrooms and meat instantly conquered his taste buds, and he chewed on it. Swallowing it down, and when he threw the second one into his mouth, he deeply realized what it was like for Zhu Bajie to eat ginseng fruit.
When he came to his wife with only two or three steamed buns left, facing her upside-down willow eyebrows, he said timidly, "It can't be my fault, but their steamed stuffed buns are too fragrant."
"Damn ghost, when you see delicious food, you forget about my old lady. The blind old lady has been with you for decades, and she has no conscience at all." After cursing, the proprietress picked up a bun, took a bite, and her eyes flashed instantly. He squinted enjoying it. When Lao Du came back to his senses, his wife had already emptied the dishes.
Lao Du sniffed the remaining smell of steamed buns in the air, with a sad expression on his face.
"Is their house opening tomorrow?"
"right!"
"Come over early tomorrow morning, buy a few more cages, and give some to our two elderly people, so that they can taste it too."
Old Du's eyes showed a 'fierce light': "How many cages to buy is not enough, at least ten cages!"