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didn't say anything, Ren Hongwei carefully pinched it, blew it a few times, and then took a sip of the soup, and then under the gaze of the crowd next to him, he took a bite on his thigh, and then sighed out with hot air while exaggerating the chewing, successfully hooking out the gluttonous worms in the stomachs of the people around him, making men, women and children staring at the expressions on his faces.
This mouthful of meat was finally swallowed, but Ren Hongwei didn't even let out a fart, and he took a second bite with a roar, chewing with an intoxicated expression on his face, but the people who were waiting to listen to his on-site comments stopped doing it.
"Young man, don't just gnaw on it, how does it taste?"
"You see that he is like a starving ghost reincarnated, and the taste must be the same. ”
"Hahaha......" The crowd erupted in laughter again, but Ren Hongwei was no longer silent this time, he continued to nibble on the quail legs, while staring at the bubbling cauldron without squinting and said: "Fragrant, oops, it's so fragrant, and it's more tender than chicken, this game should be cured." ”
"Really?" some people still don't want to believe.
"Believe it or not, man, can I try another piece? I didn't feel anything about it, and one thigh went in, or you could let me have some soup." Ren Hongwei's most natural reaction, who knows, has become the best advertisement for this pot of dishes.
"What's the matter? I'm addicted to eating, half a quail dish, plus two taels of wide vermicelli, a total of one dollar, I don't care if you buy it all home." It's a pity that this time Qian Hong scooped a spoonful of vegetables with a horse spoon and gave it to Ren Hongwei to smell, but then poured back the big spoon, causing Ren Hongwei to be speechless for a while.
"Why are you still selling half a vegetable and half a vegetable? It's all Northeast old men, can you open up the bright spots? Give us the whole one?"
"Then I can't do it, listen to it, two quails, a Chinese cabbage, half a catty of wide vermicelli, a piece of nine, whether it is suitable or not, the big guy will calculate it himself!" Qian Hong doubled the content of the package, but the total price was 5%, this account is not difficult to calculate, as soon as the onlookers heard it, a man happily touched out two yuan: "Interesting, then I will open a show for you." ”
"Okay! this is looking for your money, this is your quail, uncle, Uncle Xue, don't be stunned, hurry up and get cabbage and vermicelli for others!" Qian Hong took the money, stuffed it into his pocket without hesitation, and after looking for the money, he urged to the left and right, and then the uncle and Uncle Xue also hurriedly acted.
"Then I'll have a copy too. ”
"A piece of nine is okay, can it be cheaper?"
"If you don't sell it, let me do it, the guy will come to me for two copies, three yuan and eight, right?"
Once the crowd began to act, it was like a dam bursting, under the herd psychology of the Chinese people, half of Qian Hong's quail disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only those female quails that were originally going to lay eggs, but looking at the expectant faces, waving and waving the swinging banknotes in front of him, Qian Hong could only continue to sell.
As for the uncle who sells cabbage next to him and Uncle Xue who sells vermicelli, they are also busy with the back of their heads, although the money is collected into Qian Hong's pocket, but in front of so many people, they are not worried that Qian Hong will repay the debt, and the goods on the carriage are sold quickly, which is the happiest thing for them.
"Qian Hong, the proprietress of the snack bar has been staring at us. After a wave of peaks, Zhang Qiang, who had been in charge of catching quails and handing quails, reminded Qian Hong.
"Look at my stinky head, I almost forgot about it. With a slap on his head, Qian Hong picked up Ren Hongwei's small pot of cabbage, boasted several spoonfuls of stew, and then stuffed it into Zhang Qiang's hand: "You send this to the proprietress quickly, just say I thank her for her help, and I will return the spoon to her in a while." ”
"Okay" Zhang Qiang ran over with a small basin, but Qian Hong turned his head, looked at those who were hesitant, and beat the big spoon rudely with a horse spoon: "Dangdang, see it, there is so much left in a basin, what do you want for a dollar? If you don't buy it, you will close the stall......
There was no suspense, the 80 quails brought by Qian Hong were swept away, and the people who came later after hearing the news, they could only look at the empty basket in front of Qian Hong, and kept asking if there were any quails to sell next week, but fortunately, Qian Hong had a lot of inventory in his hands, in addition to his own family and Wang Yue's family were also raising, and there were a lot of slaughters every week, so they happily told them that they would come again at the same time next week.
After the bundled sale, Uncle's cabbage and Uncle Xue's vermicelli were sold separately, Uncle Le kept giving Qian Hong a thumbs up, and even the cold-faced Uncle Xue looked at Qian Hong a lot, although he still didn't smile, but it was no longer so hard.
Pull out some of the coal under the big spoon, and after burning the pot too much, Qian Hong began to calculate the money, taking the number of quails as the standard, and quickly calculated the amount that should be divided.
"Little brother, you brain, why is this thing sold so quickly in your hands?" The uncle held the banknote, pressed one hand on Qian Hong's shoulder, as if he didn't want to take it away, and the corners of his mouth were grinning behind his ears.
"Spit out!" On the other side, Uncle Xue spat at his fingers, carefully counting the money that Qian Hong had given him.
"I don't dare to be, this is a little trick, uncle, you count the money first, that's right, let's eat, otherwise this pot of dishes will be really blind." Qian Hong said modestly, and stirred it in the pot with a big horse spoon again, so as not to stick to the pan.
"Okay, you help me earn money, I should have invited you to dinner!" the uncle suddenly straightened his face and corrected.
"I don't say so much, isn't this catching up?
"Hahahaha, that's good, this is fate, that little brother, you give me a look at the carriage, I'll go buy something, we have to drink it today." Speaking and not listening to Qian Hong's dissuasion, the uncle who sold cabbage threw down the carriage and left, which made Qian Hong extremely helpless.
What's even more unexpected is that as soon as he turned around, Qian Hong saw that Uncle Xue was stuffing a large bundle of wide vermicelli into his basket, and behold, the amount must be at least 4-5 catties, in other words, two yuan!
"Don't don't Uncle Xue, what are you doing here?" Qian Hong hurriedly stopped, feeling flattered.