Early the next morning, Wang Jian and Jian's mother still got up at five o'clock.

However, today is a little different from the past, and there is one more person who gets up together, that is Wang Jian's second cousin in the next room, Zeng Jingrong.

The two mothers asked Zeng Jingrong to sleep more and get up again at seven o'clock.

Where is Zeng Jingrong?

Although he was still a little sleepy, he still beat his spirits and helped out in the kitchen with his hands and feet.

The two mothers had no choice but to share some of the work with Zeng Jingrong, so that she could slowly get acquainted with it, but her heart was very happy.

Especially Jian's mother, she couldn't close her mouth with a smile, thinking that her "future daughter-in-law" was really good, not to mention that she was handsome, and she was not arrogant at all, and she deserved to come out of the Zeng family's house.

Frankly speaking, although it is said that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of them is different, but the people from the two branches of the Zeng family, the elders, the fathers and the children, and the children and grandchildren, whether they are educated or not, whether they can read, in terms of dealing with the world and managing the family business, there is really nothing to say!

Especially diligent and not lazy, this is particularly prominent!

Anyway, Wang Jian's uncles and aunts, several cousins and cousins, including his grandfather's uncles and aunts in the next room and their children, one or two, are very diligent, and the situation at home is less than the top and more than the bottom, compared with the surrounding towns and eight neighbors, even if it is not the most top-notch ones, it is still above average!

This is also why Jian Ma has been thinking about Zeng Jingrong after seeing her husband die, and she persevered to get her to Jiangcheng, let her have a big fight with her family, and then get both people and money, kiss and kiss!

With Zeng Jingrong joining, the work that usually takes at least two hours to complete is now completed in only one and a half hours.

After it was done, it was only half past six, and it was less than seven o'clock.

So, the three of them sat around the small table in the dining room, and the steamed buns and porridge were eaten first, filling their stomachs.

This is the second time Zeng Jingrong has eaten Wang Jian's breakfast, and when she eats it in her mouth, she still feels extremely delicious, and her whole body is comfortable, which is even more useful than eating a Manchurian banquet!

After breakfast, Wang Jian, who had taken over the power of the family, began to assign work:

Her mother, Zeng Yu, is still setting up a stall at the entrance of the community.

The newcomer Zeng Jingrong used his previous trolley to push steamed buns and flower rolls to the Changjiang Village Station to sell, earning a wave of quick money from office workers.

The current "Jianjian Steamed Bun Shop" steamed bun rolls, porridge and pickles, with the mutant Douyin APP fans breaking through 10,000 and reaching 100,000, Wang Jian has been able to increase his "color, fragrance and taste" from the original 40% to 50%!

The human tongue is very sensitive, and the taste is slightly different, and it can be tasted.

This is a completely unexpected surprise for the customers of "Jianjian Bun", especially the old customers!

Because they have only heard that after some businesses are on fire, the boss begins to cut corners, shoddy manufacturing, and everything looks at money, and then "under the fame, it is actually difficult to match"!

For example, what is famous in the Shuzhou snack industry, "Long Zhaoshou" and "Zhong Shui Dumpling", for many old customers, it is in vain, there is no previous taste at all, and they can only rely on fame to deceive outsiders!

However, this previously unknown "Jianjian Baozi" has gone the opposite way, with the boom of its business, its taste, materials and ingredients, not only did not cut corners, getting worse and worse, but did better and better, more and more exquisite! In all aspects of "color, aroma and taste", compared with the old taste that was originally very delicious, there was even a qualitative improvement!

Constantly improve something!

It's really a good job!

As a result, many old customers began to spread word of mouth, and took the initiative to be the tap water of "Jianjian Bun", not only did they often rush to buy, but also kept recommending to the relatives and friends they knew around, saying that if they came to Nanping, they must come to Changjiang Village to taste the newly emerged "Jianjian Bun", which is absolutely worthy of its name, and it is definitely "the first bag in Jiangcheng"!

And the result of this is that every day when the two mothers come out of the stall, there will be a long queue on the stall, and customers are scrambling to buy, how many are sold!

It can be said that the speed at which Wang Jian makes money now only depends on the speed at which he makes steamed buns at home!

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After helping Jian's mother push the mobile stall full of breakfast to the entrance of the community, Wang Jian returned home and said to Zeng Jingrong, who was loading the steamed buns and flower rolls towards the two baskets on the small cart:

"Sister Jingrong, every morning in the future, you will replace me and go to Changjiang Village Station to sell steamed buns and flower rolls for about an hour. Of course, you're new and you're not familiar with anything, so I'll show you how to sell it later, and when you're fully familiar with the whole sales process, I'll let it go and come back to do my own thing.

"In the future, you and my mother will be responsible for sales and transportation, and I'll be responsible for production in the rear, and that's roughly the arrangement, okay?"

"No problem, Jianjian, I will listen to you. Zeng Jingrong hooked a few strands of hair next to her ears with her somewhat rough fingers and smiled sweetly.

Because she lives in the countryside and has more than 20 acres of land, although she is asking someone to do it, she still needs to do many things herself.

This made Zeng Jingrong's originally slender and white hands a lot rougher, bringing a bit of the "rough" demeanor of a peasant girl!

The two of them worked together and quickly finished the two baskets of steamed buns and steamed buns on the small cart. Zeng Jingrong was about to set off, when Wang Jian suddenly remembered something and asked Zeng Jingrong to wait. He returned to the living room and soon came out, but there was an extra thing in his hand.

Wang Jian came to Zeng Jingrong, stood on tiptoe, and buckled the white hat he had worn before, with several big red characters written on the brim of the hat "Jianjian Bun Shop Mobile Station", on Zeng Jingrong's head.

"Sister Jingrong, this is our 'Jianjian Bun' signboard, you can wear it for the time being. A lot of old customers recognize me as a white hat!" Wang Jian looked at Zeng Jingrong, who was wearing a white hat and looked a little funny, and his heart skipped a slight beat.

Just when he put on Zeng Jingrong's hat just now, with his natural breathing, a familiar and unfamiliar fragrance poured into his nose, making him a little intoxicated for a while.

Familiar is the "Head & Shoulders" and "Shufujia" in the bathroom at home, Zeng Jingrong took a bath at home last night and should have used it.

What he was unfamiliar with was a strange fragrance that he had never smelled before, a good smell, like the fragrance of gardenias.

"Well, okay, strong. Zeng Jingrong nodded, touched her hat with her hand, and a trace of blush crept quietly on her snow-white, and at the same time looked a little thin.

Just now, Wang Jian stepped on her feet to put on a hat for her, and the two of them were close to each other, and their breath wanted to smell, which made her a little uncomfortable.

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I once heard my aunt Zeng Yu say that her family's steamed bun business was a little hot, and I also heard my cousin Wang Jian say that his steamed buns were selling a little fast.

However, when Zeng Jingrong followed the cart to the Changjiang Village Station, which was two or three hundred meters away from the Changjiang Village community, and faced the long queue of more than ten or twenty meters that had formed in an instant, she finally understood what it meant to call fire!

Where is this "some fire"?

It's just a fire, a fire, a fire, it's good?!!