Although I was a little eyebrow-raising about what I did, I couldn't start right away. In this era, there is no hand-pushed breakfast cart, Yang Dongxu must find a way to make one.

It's simple, and it doesn't have a liquefied gas tank and can't use electricity. Therefore, the steamed buns should be steamed at home in advance and placed on the dining car, and then a smaller briquette stove should be made to keep the steamed buns in the steamer warm in the dining car.

The dining car is easy to use, as long as there is a chassis, and the other parts of the dining car can be built with wooden strips. Even Yang Dongxu, who is not a person who studies mechanical design, drew the drawings of the entire dining car with a pencil in three or two clicks, which is still marked with a scale.

It's a bit troublesome to steam the buns, and it's obviously too quiet in the courtyard, and it's easy to attract attention. Besides, there are no such big steamed buns in the courtyard, so in the end, Yang Dongxu can only focus on the small courtyard of Old Man Xuan.

"No, I can't say anything, agreeing to help you sell buns is already my biggest limit, and the small courtyard that I am not allowed to grasp is a mess. Xuan Laolou glared at Yang Dongxu, and there was a posture of a slap if he didn't say a word.

"This is not to help me, but also to help yourself? How can we make money without getting a breakfast car, how can we buy a house without making money, how can we provide for your old age if we don't have a house, how to buy those antique calligraphy and paintings, how to .......?"

"Come on, I'm a thief ship when I meet you kid. Old man Xuan interrupted Yang Dongxu, who was counting with his fingers.

Yang Dongxu immediately changed from Tang Seng just now to a little child, and grinned: "Don't worry, Old Man Xuan, it's definitely right to listen to me, let's not do anything with the first money we earn, buy a big house first, so as not to make you aggrieved in this small courtyard." ”

"I'm dead, you can dig a pit and help me bury it, I don't want a big house. Old man Xuan looked at Yang Dongxu, he didn't know what he was thinking, his expression was a little gloomy, and then he began to be furious.

Yang Dongxu actually asked him to dismantle the grape trellis, this is his lifeline, and he waited for a few grape trellises to cover the scale of the small courtyard in front of him.

"Temporary, just temporary. These grape trellises are too much of a hindrance, not to mention that the insects above will fall into the steamer, just build a pot stove underneath, and put the steamer on top of the grape trellis This grape trellis is too low to block it, isn't it?

Besides, once the fire and water vapor rise below, the grape trellises will be roasted to death sooner or later, so it is better to move them now. Don't worry, just move away, not cut it, and when we buy the whole courtyard plant, even the shelves will be transplanted for you, will it?"

"You're a bastard. Old man Xuan roared.

The steamer is easy, and the old BJ sells steamed buns, and the steamer for steaming steamed buns can be used no different from steamed buns. It is good to find a mason for the stove in the yard, and there is no shortage of such craftsmen in the alley.

They may be scruples about taking business in private, but they are absolutely satisfied with helping their neighbors and mixing a lunch with meat. The two wheels of the chassis of the cart are a bit confusing.

In these days, it seems that wheels are precious things, and the advice given by many people is similar to buying a bicycle. After all, it was also a steel rim, not the natural rarity of the previous wooden structure.

In the end, after looking for a long time, Grandma Liu gave the idea to run to the scrap station and find a rusty scrapped one. Although it looked a bit bad after trying, the bar and bearing in the middle were fine, and I added the missing strip with some oil, and the tires were finally solved by finding a larger bicycle repair shop.

Take this thing home in the car? Forget it, you might as well push it home if you have the strength. I used to have too many memories of pushing this kind of cart chassis around in the countryside. Put the frame car flat, put such a chassis wheel on the handlebar, and instantly transform it into a human four-wheeled car?

"It's really lightweight. "The wooden dining cart is not heavy, even if there are two insulated coal stoves sitting underground, it is not heavy, if you don't go uphill or downhill, Zhou Ya, a thin little girl, can push it away.

"The work of making noodles and minced meat will be left to you, and Sister Ya and I are only responsible for the packing. Yang Dongxu, who had pushed the chassis back from a bicycle repair shop three kilometers away, panted and poured a cup of tea.

"I know that you kid is not well-intentioned, I will do all the tiring things, but you are a little bastard to make money. Old man Xuan blew his beard and glared at the dining car in his hand.

"You can't say that, you're still going to let me give you a pension, I'm a little bastard, so you who want me to send it to the end ......"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Dongxu immediately jumped up and ran away, and Old Man Xuan was a little annoyed and angry.

"Sooner or later, I'll be pissed off by you little bastard. Old man Xuan pointed at Yang Dongxu and looked left and right, looking for feather dusters, or brooms and other weapons.

"Dissipate the gas, dissipate the gas, Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji know?" Seeing that the old man Xuan seemed to be really a little anxious, Yang Dongxu had no choice but to come over with a face to make amends.

After half a ring, Old Man Xuan panted evenly, and nodded Yang Dongxu's forehead with his right hand.

Yang Dongxu could only laugh beside him, he really didn't understand what happened to Old Man Xuan during this time. Could it be that he was stimulated by his godfather's sudden multiple daughters? Usually he used his words to block Yang Dongxu crazy, and his combat effectiveness has plummeted in recent days.

"How do you mix the stuffing of the buns, like we usually eat? The salt is good, but I don't have much of the other seasonings, and it takes time for that thing to be made. Enjoying Yang Dongxu's dog-like pinching of his shoulders and beating his legs, the old man Xuan said.

"How can it be like what we usually eat, the buns we eat are sold for 5 cents, and I don't think it's cheap. Even the outer dough doesn't need to be too thin, and it's already a conscience to bite into the meat filling in a big bite.

So don't be too sour, or not too hard, and don't add anything to it. Don't put too much salt in the meat filling, just put in the ordinary seasoning to increase the umami, and the rest doesn't matter. Yang Dongxu hurriedly said.

Like those steamed buns that the old man usually makes? How is it possible, they are all high-quality products, Yang Dongxu is ready to be a killer hole card, how can it be sold as an ordinary color change of a roadside stall as soon as it comes up?

"Isn't this a deception?" Old Man Xuan frowned.

As long as the flour we use is good flour, not moldy, and the meat is indeed pork, not rat meat, and tastes slightly better than those in the cafeteria, it is true. You really want to make every bun as fine as we eat, you can't make a few a day when you're tired, what do we earn for a dime and a half?"

"What rat meat? If you dare to do such a nasty thing, break your legs. ”

"A parable, a parable, a parable. If I do that, how will I open a restaurant in the future?" Yang Dongxu hurriedly reassured.

"You're going to open a restaurant, and that's allowed to do it now?" Old man Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Didn't you also go out to inquire during this time, you still don't have the bottom in your heart? I think so, let's sell steamed buns first, and when someone sees us selling steamed buns to make money, we will add some secret recipes and continue to sell steamed buns.

By the time other people's tastes have improved, we should have made almost all the money. Then we opened a restaurant, and in the morning we sold the buns we usually sell, but we also sold those fine buns to entertain some distinguished customers.

This is a high-quality steamed bun, and it is also a valuable customer, so the price of the steamed bun must be more expensive than ordinary steamed buns, isn't it? You said that the people who sit inside, drinking porridge and eating high-quality steamed buns, will it feel very face-saving to look at the people outside who buy ordinary steamed buns and can only take them away?"

"You must not be an official. Old man Xuan turned his head to look at Yang Dongxu, who was pinching his shoulder.

Yang Dongxu, who listened to it, looked confused and didn't know what he meant, isn't this discussing how to make the buns sell better, and he has a relationship with the official.

"Otherwise, you will be a traitor. Old man Xuan continued.

Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment, and then felt angry in his heart. How did he become a traitor? Do you hate corrupt officials the most? Before you were reborn, you just didn't meet yourself when the second generation of officials were lucky enough to stir up trouble. Otherwise, let him hurt even more seriously than himself, believe it or not?

"Don't do business in the future, or you'll definitely be a profiteer. Old man Xuan added.

I said the old man is endless? Do you really think of yourself as a god? I'm only seven years old, how do you see that I must be a traitor or a profiteer in the future?

Yang Dongxu wants to go to school, so the matter of selling buns can only be handed over to Old Man Xuan and Zhou Ya. The two of them started to be busy in the early morning, and when the day was slightly two, the buns were almost steamed, and they got the steamer on the cart together.

There is also a pot with hot water under the steamer, and a coal stove with the gas vent turned on underneath the pot. In this way, the buns in the steamer are still steaming, even if there are a few unsteamed ones in it, they can be completely cooked on the way to the door of the woolen mill, and there will be no unsteamed things.

There is a pot on the shelf of the cart, there is still water in the pot, there is a steamer on it, and there are hundreds of buns on it, which is obviously not something that Zhou Ya, a little girl, can push, so Old Man Xuan and Zhou Yiren will help push it over.

Zhou Ya didn't know why her father, who was obviously very good to her, but was a little stranger, was always not so close. Helping push the food cart every morning and then going to work has become one of the few ties that Zhou Yiren can get closer to his daughter.

That's why I'm willing to give money to Yang Dongxu to mess around like this, except because his work needs to do an experiment. also because he finally saw his daughter who had something to do with a rare smile.

Therefore, during this time, as long as Yang Dongxu makes any requests, he will crown Zhou Ya's name, and it can be said that he can be unimpeded here as his godfather, and it is much easier than before Zhou Yiren could agree to save trouble by explaining for half a day.

Originally, Yang Dongxu thought that after Old Man Xuan got busy, he wouldn't have to practice. Who would have thought that he still hadn't escaped the clutches. Except that two days ago, Old Man Xuan didn't worry about where Zhou Ya and a little girl would buy things, so he asked Yang Dongxu to practice by himself.

Within a few days, he sent the food truck to the place and came back to continue to watch Yang Dongxu practice, and when he finished his daily homework, brewed the medicine barrel and went to school, he went to the woolen mill to watch for a while, and after the buns were sold, he and Zhou Ya pushed the food cart back without delay, and he could make up for a good night's sleep in the morning.