Chapter Forty-Eight: To Die or to Starve

Especially the little brother next to Ma Tianyao's stall, he smiled on his lips and felt MMP in his heart.

He also followed the trend and came to set up a stall, I heard that there are many stupid people here, and the white porridge is sold for five yuan, and he thinks that he sells it for four or three yuan, and he must not be robbed of it?

As a result, I was unlucky, I just set up a stall and sold three or two copies, and when Ma Tianyao came over, more guests came, but they all went to other people's stalls, and they didn't sell a dime on their side.

The heart said that it was hell, these people followed the devil, and would rather queue for an hour than come to their stall to eat, could it be that the white porridge next door was drugged?

Medicine is more expensive than white porridge, right......?

Seeing that the queue was getting longer and longer, and the loudspeaker on his side was shouting that there was no power, and there was still no guest, he became more and more empty, and he didn't dare to speak in the end.

The fierce white porridge battle in the morning finally came to an end, and almost all the customers of all the stalls gathered in this one, and the line was still stretching.

Of course, the interesting thing is that among these people in line, only a few people know that Ma Tianyao is authentic, and most people only come to line up because others come to line up.

In the hearts of most people, restaurants with many queues naturally taste good.

After the second pot came out, it barely sold enough people in line.

At this moment, it is already 9 o'clock in the morning, according to the past practice, the stall is almost closed at this time, but the second wave of customers queuing up did not agree at all, and the number of people is more than the first wave.

Most of this group of people came from the county seat, because the place is far away, so they came late, of course, they are the same as everyone else, and they don't know who is real and who is fake, anyway, seeing that there are many people here, they automatically stand in the back and queue up.

Li Qing stood at the end of the line and lined up boredly, fiddling with his mobile phone, and taking a small video at the booth in front of the line.

After the shooting, I uploaded it to the circle of friends, and someone asked as soon as I posted it.

"I'm Cao, have you gone on a trip?"

Li Qing replied: "Mao, there are so many people drinking porridge on the streets of Meadowzi Town!"

replied to Li Qing: "Your brain was kicked by a donkey, right? Drink porridge and run so far, is it enough for gas?"

Li Qing replied: "Hehe, five yuan a piece, you have to queue up here!"

replied to Li Qing: "People are stupid, they have a lot of money, and they are easy to deceive ......"

After Sun Qun replied, he threw away his mobile phone with disdain, and as soon as he finished disdainful, he picked up his mobile phone again, opened Li Qingfa's circle of friends, and clicked on the video to watch it carefully.

Then he quickly dressed and went downstairs, lit a fire and drove towards Meadowzi.

There are many people like Sun Qun, and when they heard that the white porridge in Meadowzi Town was delicious, these rich people who were idle and had nothing to do and were full of food drove to join in the fun.

As a result, the third pot of porridge was not enough for the people in line.

These people eat it and think it is delicious, not only eat it themselves, but also pack it for their families, otherwise they will drive more than ten kilometers and only eat one portion, which is really sick.

On the fourth pot, the number of people in line not only did not decrease, but increased a lot, and there was a rare traffic jam in Meadowzi Town.

This group of villagers who lived on the side of the road made a fortune, and they went out with stools, stood at the gate, hung a sign on the tree, and wrote only two words - park!

It's three dollars for a car, and if you don't give money, then find a new place to park. Normally, it's okay, but now I run to the meadow for the sake of white porridge, and it's hell if I can find a place to park, so almost no one will be reluctant to pay, and if it really gets to this point, no one will come all the way to drink porridge.

By the time the fifth pot was boiled, it was already more than 12 o'clock at noon, and Ma Tianrou was excited to find that the waist bag containing the money had become a ball.

Ma Tianyao is responsible for loading white porridge for guests, and Shi Xiaoxiao is responsible for loading millet porridge.

It's impossible to eat at the stall, there are only five stools on one table in total, and even if you grab the bench table, when you finish eating a bowl, everyone will sell out of a pot.

It's better to pack it up and take it away.

When the sixth pot is in place, it is half past one o'clock in the afternoon.

Zheng Huanhuan and Zheng Lele, who were hungry in the room to review their homework, came to the street to eat hand in hand.

It's porridge in the morning and evening, and I only eat a little noodles at noon, not because I don't want to save money for porridge at noon, but because there is almost no porridge sold here at noon.

As soon as they reached the center of the street, the two saw a queue.

"Sister, what kind of delicious food is this selling, so many people?"

"I don't know, let's see ......"

The two sisters walked around the crowd to the stall, and when they looked closely, they saw Ma Tianyao serving porridge to the guests, and just saw the two of them, greeting them with a smile.

"Joy, come and drink white porridge!"

The faces of the two girls changed, and the elder sister pulled her sister to turn around and run.

Their psychological shadow of white porridge is still there, and they still remember the shame in the car that day.

Running to a place where no one was, my sister asked with a pant.

"Sister...... Call...... Call...... What are we going to do?"

"What are you running, you forgot that you almost died that day?"

"But...... Call...... Call...... I'm ...... now Call...... I'm so hungry......"

"Do you want to be a full ghost or a starving ghost?"

"Whew...... Call...... It's really hard to choose...... Sister, what do you choose?"

"I don't know, I don't want to suffocate my urine anyway......"

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In the end, the two sisters discussed for a long time, but they still chose to be full of dead ghosts, and went to find Ma Tianyao hand in hand.

"What are you two running away from me? Are you eating? white porridge or millet porridge?"

Ma Tianyao asked with a smile, and just as the two were about to speak, they heard Shi Xiaoxiao next to him hand two servings of white porridge to a guest and said.

"Thank you for your patronage, one is five yuan, two is ten yuan, the money is just right......"

As soon as they heard this, the two sisters, who were just about to speak, immediately turned red and shook their heads in embarrassment.

"Hehe, thank you, Sister Tianyao, actually...... Actually, we're not too hungry......"

As soon as Zheng Huanhuan finished speaking, his stomach rumbled, and the two of them immediately blushed.

Not hungry?

Isn't this nonsense? In the morning, the two of them ate a bowl of porridge, which was still the cheapest kind, and the clear soup and little water could fill the fart.

Ma Tianyao pulled the two sisters to sit down and said with a smile.

"Hey, what's polite with my sister? Do you know my sister's nickname?"

The two sisters shook their heads in unison, and Ma Tianyao continued to speak.

"My sister's nickname is Doudou, look, your name is Huanhuan......"

"Sister Yao, I'm actually my sister, my name is Lele ......"

"It doesn't matter...... The important thing is that you don't call me Sister Yao...... Phew, that's not the point either, the point is ...... Your sisters are called Huan Huan Huan Le, my nickname is Doudou, listen, we are the Happy Beans of the Happy Bean landlord, who dares to say that they are not sisters?"

patted the shoulders of the two, Ma Tianyao gave each of them a bowl of white rice porridge and millet porridge and put it in front of them, and said with a smile.

"Eat, I can't ask you for money if you ask for money......"

After speaking, she turned around to leave, but her sister Zheng Huanhuan hurriedly grabbed her, and it took a long time before she whispered in a cramped voice.

"Sister, can you stop supporting us today......

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