The old woman began to walk back with the packed garbage in one hand and a small broom in the other, and did not throw down the garbage in her hand until she came to the garbage recycling station. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, it was only 4:50, some sanitation workers began to go to work, and the old woman began to walk back with the street lights and the slowly brightening sky.

When I returned to my cabin, I first went to change my clothes and scrub them, and then I started to make buns.

In the curling heat, the white and chubby buns are steamed with the aroma of steaming.

"I don't know what the little boss sells today, but this business is getting better and better. The old woman was smiling and talking while laying out the buns.

His face was in a state of great joy.

And Yuan Zhou got up at half past four, and the first thing was to open the curtains with a "bang", the ground of the front door was already clean again, and the cleaning of the small street was still far away.

"Someone really helped with the cleaning, and it was fast. Yuan Zhou frowned and muttered to himself.

Then wash up, prepare to go out for a run, and return to the store at only six o'clock, at this time Yuan Zhou wants to make assorted buns, and eating vegetarian in the morning is good for the body.

At Yuan Zhou's speed, a hundred buns are naturally a matter of hand-to-hand.

Just when Yuan Zhou was making steamed buns, the old woman set off from her house with two thermos buckets.

The thermos bucket was full of buns and freshly cooked soy milk, which looked quite heavy, and the old woman would rest for a while every fifty meters before continuing to walk.

Walking empty-handed for fifteen minutes, the old woman walked for almost fifty minutes this time, and when she arrived, it was already more than seven o'clock, and there were already people lining up at the entrance of Yuanzhou's small shop.

"Steamed buns, hot steamed buns and soy milk. The old woman's voice was full, with a slight gasp.

At this time, unless you are hungry, you will not usually buy it to eat, but the customers are ready-made, and the old woman will not give up, slowly circling around the queue, and sometimes selling one or two cups of soy milk.

As soon as the time came, the small store in Yuanzhou opened on time.

"Yes, today is an assorted bun, I didn't eat it last time, but I can finally taste it this time. The first person immediately knew about Yuan Zhou's breakfast today, and was very happy to tell the people in line behind.

Isn't that a discussion.

"I heard that the buns are all vegetarian filling, and the vegetables in them are tender and delicious. "People who can't eat start talking about all sorts of things.

"You see, I was hungry for a long time, and now I'm even hungrier. The diner said dissatisfied.

"I'm here to help you increase your appetite, and I'll make sure you eat more deliciously. The man said cheekily.

"Forget it, you can't let Boss Yuan sell me one more bun when you say that. The diner said speechlessly.

"It's also said that when there is no limit, I must eat it. The man said this, and he longed for it.

"I don't think it's good, Boss Yuan is alone in the store, if you don't restrict those people from buying ten or eight, we won't want to eat it." "It's good to follow the rules, and the diners understand it over time.

"That's what I said, after working hard to earn money, like that mustache, I come to eat every day and serve as a canteen. The diner looked at Wuhai, who entered the door early, and said proudly.

The diners in line here are very eager to eat because they want to eat, but the hawkers selling steamed buns are not so good.

Every time Yuan Zhou sells steamed buns, the business of selling the same things as the one he collided with is generally not good.

Think about it, what is the taste of the buns made by Yuanzhou, and the buns made by these vendors are only full according to the grade, so who can still eat them.

"It seems that this bun can't be sold today. The bun seller sighed and prepared to sell it somewhere else.

"This boss is really good, the guests can't finish greeting, and he doesn't leave us a little way to live. A vendor pushing a cart with soy milk buns written on it said dissatisfiedly.

"Where can I say that, our business is not all brought up by the little boss, this business is much better than before. The old woman was resting on the side, and when she heard this, she showed a disapproving expression on her face and said directly.

"I'm just complaining, complaining. The vendor was still a little unconvinced, but when he saw that there was no one around to help him, he muttered a few words.

When doing business, you don't see you looking up, and there is no need to quarrel over such a trivial matter.

Yuan Zhou only makes 100 buns a day, and including his own breakfast, is generally only about 967 or so, and a bun and a bowl of lotus root noodles are the amount of food for girls, and men can eat two more buns.

The business of the surrounding vendors is still very good, and the old woman has five steamed buns and three cups of soy milk left unsold, and the old woman is also very satisfied with this business.

"Today's meals are all available. The old woman was not in a hurry when she saw that she had not sold the steamed buns that had been cold, and said with a smile that she couldn't sell them out and eat them herself.

Every day, the old woman makes steamed buns and soy milk, goes to clean, and then sells steamed buns and soy milk, and her life is very regular and reassuring.

And Yuan Zhou, who got up earlier, finally saw the cleaner as he wished.

"Wow" opened the curtains, and it was only four o'clock at this time, which was the time for the old woman to clean.

The old woman swept the floor seriously, picked up the garbage, and looked at the noodle soup at the door quietly, such a scene under the street lamp was a little inexplicable.

"The vendor at the door?" Yuan Zhou's five senses were much more than ordinary people, and he recognized the old woman's appearance clearly.

This is one of the vendors at his door, Yuan Zhou was a little surprised at first, and then he understood, and Yuan Zhou didn't go out to say hello to the old woman, nor did he go to wash and change clothes, but made a fuss in his room.

Early the next morning, the people in line found a sign erected in front of the small store in Yuanzhou.

Yuanzhou Code: Please take away the garbage by yourself.

"Boss Yuan's rules, this is one more thing. The diner said with emotion.

"No, this Boss Yuan is really like a compass, every point is not bad. "It's complaining.

"That's good, looking at the vertical sign, I thought that asking for leave scared the baby to death, isn't it. "This is a diner who was frightened by Yuan Zhou's fancy leave.

"That said, garbage is a trivial matter. "When I came back to my senses, everyone felt that as long as Boss Yuan didn't ask for leave, it was easy to say.

And the old woman naturally saw it, with a smile on her face, and glanced at the small shop, "The little boss is good-hearted." ”

If any of the other vendors do not comply, they will be said by the diners, after all, only by abiding by the rules of the Yuanzhou shop can it be delicious, which has been deeply rooted in the hearts of diners.

In this way, the garbage at the door of the small shop in Yuanzhou gradually decreased, and although the old woman still went to clean it every day, it was much easier.

ps: There are three more today~ Vegetable cat asking for votes~ For the sake of the vegetable cat's hard work, asking for votes~~~ (To be continued.) )