"Weigh it. Ten catties of pig intestines, ten catties of meat, seven catties of pig head meat, and ten catties of braised pig trotters."
Ever since the evidence was confirmed, Luo Dazhuang had calmed down a lot. He weighed the braised meat one by one, which was slightly more than what Su Xiaoxiao had said.
Su Ergou patted his chest and said, "We will never be short of money!"
"How much are you planning to sell it for?" Luo Dazhuang asked.
"Thirty copper coins for the meat and forty copper coins per catty for the rest."
Luo Dazhuang was shocked. "No way? You're selling pork at such a high price?"
Su Xiaoxiao said, "What's rare is precious. My formula and taste are worth this price!"
"Alright, don't blame me if you can't sell it."
It would be strange if anyone bought such expensive pig offal.
At Jin Ji, Manager Sun came in early for work. At this moment, he was testing the freshly cooked snacks with a few chefs in the cubicle.
