Chapter 181: Chapter 180: Rice Noodles
Today, Lin Wan not only brought back some fruit but also brought back some rice noodles.
She plans to make some rice noodles for Grandma to taste. Lin Wan is preparing to make a small pot of rice noodles.
Grandma has never tried their local specialty and is quite curious.
And, you know, the rice noodles that Xiao Wan made are really delicious, easy to chew, and have a great taste.
Even Grandma said it was delicious, so Lin Wan felt at ease.
In the evening, Lin Wan specially brought a pineapple to Yin Peibai.
"Come to my shop tomorrow, I’ll make you some rice noodles from our place for you to try. You need to help me promote it. I have over ten sacks of rice noodles waiting to be sold," Yin Peibai was living in the government compound, and their shop was also there. Yin Peibai had visited a few times, and that’s how she discovered that the hot pot restaurant outside the compound was actually Lin Wan’s.
"Sure, I’ll definitely come," Yin Peibai loved going to her place for hot pot, especially in the winter. Last year, she visited Lin Wan’s shop many times, but both of them didn’t pay much attention to each other.
The next day, early in the morning while buying vegetables, Lin Wan passed by a few fruit stalls and noticed that they were selling local fruits in season.
"Hey, I have some southern fruits here, do you want them?" Rice noodles could be sold slowly, but fruits couldn’t be delayed as they would spoil in a few days. Lin Wan found a relatively large fruit stall and asked.
The person was taken aback, leaned closer to Lin Wan, and whispered, "Hey, what kind of fruit?"
"Pineapple and jackfruit," Lin Wan said, taking out the pineapple she had brought from the saltwater jar, offering him a slice to taste.
The person tasted a slice and nodded, "Mm, not bad. How do you plan to sell it, miss?"
"Eight cents a pound. All at the same price."
"Gee, that’s quite expensive. Look at my stall here, the most expensive only costs five cents."
"Southern exotic stuff, many haven’t tried it. They’re sure to want to buy some to taste. A pineapple weighs about a pound, you can cut it into slices like I did, and sell each slice for two or three cents. You could get seven or eight slices from a pineapple."
Lin Wan directly calculated the profit for him. Although the price was high, the profit was good.
If sold whole, people would think it’s expensive, but selling it in slices was entirely doable.
"Miss, let me have two or three pounds first and see how it goes," the person was also cautious.
But cautious was correct, just considering it as promotion first.
"Alright, I’ll bring over a few in a moment," Li Wan bought the vegetables, quickly rode the three-wheeler from the hot pot shop to the market to deliver some.
Three pineapples and one jackfruit were sold for more than four yuan in total.
Lin Wan was just thinking of checking out the supply and marketing cooperative when she arrived at the shop and Li Congnan was there with someone.
"A buddy of mine happened to try pineapple at my place yesterday. He thinks it’s delicious and wants to buy a few. Wang Kui, here’s the Lin sister I’ve been telling you about."
"Hello, Lin sister."
"Hello, Brother Wang." Lin Wan was quite embarrassed by this Lin sister name. Since when did she become the delicate Lin sister? "Since you’re Brother Li’s friend, no need to be so polite. How many do you want, Brother Wang?"
"How about ten pineapples? I have many relatives."
Lin Wan was stunned; she thought it would be just one or two and was prepared not to charge him.
"Okay." Lin Wan found ten good ones for him, packed them in a bag, and even taught him how to peel a pineapple, "Soak it in light salt water, it will taste sweeter."
"Lin sister, please give me seven or eight too," Li Congnan said while also picking a few.
"Brother Li, Brother Wang, although it’s winter now, things can’t be kept for too long," Lin Wan thought they were saving them for distributing as gifts during the New Year.
"Don’t worry, we’ll eat them all up in two days," Li Congnan laughed.
"I just delivered some to the fruit stalls in the market at eight cents a pound. Since you’re buying a lot, I won’t haggle with you; I’ll give them to you at six cents."
"Lin sister, why bother being polite with us? I’m not short on money right now."
"Alright, let’s gouge you once," Lin Wan said, but still ended up giving them an extra one.