She only planted a few chilies in the field, the rest were planted in the back mountains.
Chilies did not need too strong of the sun, the trees underground can also live well.
Oh, she also planted onion, ginger, and garlic. To make stewed meat, she used ginger to remove the fishiness of the innards. However, the medicine shop's ginger is old and expensive, and she almost could not afford it.
If you grow it yourself, it will greatly reduce the cost.
Searching through the original owner's memories, there were no onions and garlic. She remembered that there were onions, ginger, and garlic in ancient times. Perhaps they have not been discovered yet in this era, or had not spread to this place?
After planting these things, Jian Qingqing felt relieved. At least this year, she would not go hungry again.
After finishing her work, Jian Qingqing counted the silver she had. These days, the meat sold, mushrooms sold, and salt sold, and she already had more than 23 taels of silver. Because she had to do business, Old Man Jian gave all the money to her to manage.
Besides Jian Rong, she could sell about 20 catties of mushrooms every day. Stewed meat was very popular in restaurants, and the amount the manager wanted had been increasing. However, Jian Qingqing could only buy 40 catties at most. Her family had not bought an iron pot yet, how could she make so much with that small pottery pot? Jian Rong's family had borrowed his pottery pot to make 40 catties. This had also exhausted her half to death. It was impossible to make more.
With this money, it was time to buy a pot. She also needed to build a house. To build a house, she would have to wait until the farmers were busy. It would take at least a month, so there was no rush.
However, she definitely had to buy a pot. These days, she had spent a lot of money to buy a lot of spices and tried them bit by bit. She had already found a match that was very similar to this taste but with a different flavor. She had taken it to Manager Lin to try. He said that the taste was very good and that the customers liked to eat it too.
Therefore, she decided to sell this recipe to Manager Lin and set up her own stall. The original stewed meat could not be made anymore. The ingredients in her Spatial Kitchen had already run out.
After the Rising Dragon Festival, Jian Qingqing went to the county town to deliver the meat and conveniently mentioned this matter to Manager Lin.
"Manager Lin, you also know that I can't make too much meat every day, so I've tried another stewed meat recipe for you. Do you want it?"
Manager Lin's eyes lit up. "Really?"
Jian Qingqing smiled gently. "Why would I joke about such a thing? But let me make it clear first. I will only sell the recipe to your restaurant, but I will also set up some stalls to sell to individual customers. If you can accept it, we can talk about it."
Manager Lin Thought for a moment, then he said, "There's nothing that can't be accepted. The people who come to my restaurant and the people who come to your restaurant to buy meat are usually not the same groups of people, so it won't affect my business. But is your original recipe really not for sale? Many customers like to eat that. I'm willing to negotiate the price."
"Manager Lin, to tell you the truth, I can't make that meat anymore. It's so delicious because there's a sauce in it. My grandfather bought that sauce from a salesman in the past. Now that it's used up, I can't buy it even if I wanted to, so I can't make it anymore."
Manager Lin shook his head regretfully. "That's such a pity."
Then, he asked unwillingly, "What does that sauce look like? What was it made from? I'll get someone to look for it. Maybe they can find it."
That sauce was actually soybean sauce. With the current technology, it was impossible to make it, Jian Qingqing was not afraid to say, "That sauce is black in color. It should be made from a kind of bean. It tastes sweet. No matter what kind of dish is put in it, it will taste delicious."
Shopkeeper Lin secretly noted it down and thought of asking someone to look for it.
"Okay, Miss Qingqing, I have to tell my boss about this. If you want to buy it, we can offer you a maximum of 100 taels. What do you think? If you have any requests, you can say it."
100 taels? Jian Qingqing was surprised. This was already quite a lot. It seemed that Manager Lin was a kind person.
"100 taels is enough. I only have one request, and that is that even though the recipe is sold to you, I can still make stewed meat and sell it to individual customers."
"Okay, Miss Qingqing. I'll go back and ask the boss before I give you an answer."
"Okay, then thank you."