Chapter 50: Crossing the Street
The brothers settle the accounts, but Ma Tianyao believes that the closest brothers will never make trouble because they can't settle the accounts.
At least the three of them haven't happened yet, when there was no money before, Shi Xiaoxiao used his pocket money to subsidize the two sisters, and never mentioned that it was unfair or asked her to pay it back.
Now that I have money, I can't.
She wrote down this love in her heart.
The most important thing for her is not so much the money, but the amount specified in the task.
Today's total income is 4,000 yuan, and a total of 800 copies of white porridge and millet porridge are sold, as well as a fraction of what the three of them and Zheng Huanhuan's sisters eat.
A fifth of the way through the mission......
Thinking of this, she sighed slightly, and said secretly, a week's time, it's still quite nervous, it seems that it will have to be sold all day in the future, if it rains for a few more days, I can't say that I have to experience a 'nightmare' again.
At 5 o'clock the next morning, the sky was just polished, Ma Tianyao and Shi Xiaoxiao were loading pots and pans into the tricycle, Zheng Huanhuan and Zheng Lele twisted the door and came out.
"Sister Yao, we want to help you set up a stall to ......"
"Lele, haven't you said it several times, don't call Sister Yao ......"
"Okay, Sister Yao, in fact, I am Huanhuan, she is Lele......"
Ma Tianyao: ......
Three women in one play, five women in a TV series, the tricycle pulled five people and roared away, and when I went to the side of the station, the five people were stupid again.
The number of people who came to set up stalls today was directly reduced by more than half......
Seeing that the tricycle was coming, Sun Sanxi ran over again with a bun.
"Great Sage!"
"Old Shi!
"Well, what's the situation today, why are there so many people. ”
"Hehe, it's not that you forced it, there were so many people who set up stalls yesterday, and when the stalls closed in the evening, several of them didn't sell a dime, and they lost several pots of porridge in vain. What the hell can you come today......"
Sun Sanxi distributed the buns to a few women, waved at Ma Tianyao with a smile, and motioned to put the stall next to him.
Yesterday, Ma Tianyao came late and separated from Sun Sanxi's stall by more than 100 meters, which directly led to a cliff drop in Sun Sanxi's steamed bun sales.
So today he has been looking forward to it for a long time......
Ma Tianyao looked over there and nodded with a smile, it was obvious that this position was occupied by Sun Sanxi a long time ago, and there were two stone piers on it.
The tricycle drove over, and Sun Sanxi moved the stone pier away and helped Ma Tianyao get the things off the car.
After the white porridge and millet porridge were boiled, Ma Tianyao went to buy a stove again.
She was frightened by the rain last time, and now that she had the opportunity, she had to seize it, and while it was time to make porridge, she went to purchase three more stoves and three stoves.
Five pots boiled at the same time, enough to satisfy the number of guests yesterday.
Ten minutes later, Yang Hong and Sun Yuan came one after the other, and then the owners of other shops also came, all of whom were old customers.
What made Ma Tianyao laugh was that there was even a white porridge that the owner had boiled in front of his own store, but he came here to eat.
"Queue, queue!"
"Pay the money here, pack it here!"
"A bowl of five yuan, all ready for change!"
……
Shi Xiaoxiao shouted with his hands on his waist, maintaining the order of the team, and the newcomers Zheng Huanhuan and Zheng Lele helped pack millet porridge, not idle at all.
The first pot was almost divided by the owner of the door on the street, and the few bits left in the pot were hastily filled with buns.
After eating, the second wave is also cooked.
At this time, the people who rushed to the morning market also came, most of these people came yesterday, and the rest were also brought by the propaganda after eating yesterday.
The signboard of Didi and Didi is particularly conspicuous, although most people don't understand what it means, but it is particularly easy to recognize......
Especially for illiterate rural people......
"Look, this is it, I know the words!"
"Aren't you illiterate?"
"Hey, these three words look the same, you look at other families, they are all different, it must be right!"
……
At the beginning of the second wave, they were basically sold to the guests who came to the market, and at the beginning of the third wave, it is estimated that Sun Lin and Chen Ning woke up, and WeChat orders began.
The first batch of the third wave was directly sent to the county.
As soon as the fourth wave opened, it was already more than 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and there were fewer people at this time, Ma Tianyao and the five of them took turns to have lunch, the weather was hot, and there were fewer people drinking porridge than yesterday, at least the queue was gone.
At this time, most of the people sold were customers from the prefecture, some of them came by car, and some of them came to eat by line car.
There are also some passers-by, seeing that there are many customers in this stall, they also follow the trend and come to join in the fun.
But unfortunately, although the stove has been added today, there are not as many guests as yesterday, and by five or six o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as the evening rush hour passes, there are basically no people.
Ma Tianyao looked at the last five pots of porridge and frowned again.
Today's additional production has been increased, but it has not sold as much as yesterday, and the system task is fixed at 1560 copies!
The five of them held on for another half an hour, but only sold a dozen copies, looking at the stall and only their own family left, the five people were wilted, Ma Tianyao patted his thigh and got up.
"Let's go, go to the streets!"
"Huh?"
Shi Xiaoxiao sighed, and Ma Tianyao had already begun to clean up the stall.
The so-called street refers to some small traders who use cars to carry goods to the four miles and eight towns to sell, if it is fruits, seasonal vegetables and the like, but TM This is porridge, don't you go to the street to find death?
Shi Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in disbelief......
"Hey...... Although it wasn't sold out today, it's okay, so you don't have to go to the streets, right?"
"Hey, a string of hair, who in the village doesn't eat porridge, you not only sell, but also sell it for five yuan, whoever eats too much to buy it......"
"Hey, I've been calling you for a long time, how squeaky are you?"
Ma Tianyao got on the bike, turned his head and said with a smile.
"Squeak!"
Shi Xiaoxiao: ......
Ma Tianrou: ......
Zheng Huanhuan: ......
Zheng Lele: ......
……
Ma Tianyao drove, and the four girls sat in the carriage and drove directly along National Highway 312......
As a destination, for Ma Tianyao, it doesn't exist at all, and wherever there are many people, she will go to whichever village.
At the first stop, the five people came to Fanjiazhai, which was five or six kilometers away, and the car was put in first gear, Ma Tianyao clicked on the brakes and nodded at Shi Xiaoxiao.
Shi Xiao rolled his eyes speechlessly, and then picked up the big horn in the carriage and began to perform for a long time.
"Hey, poof, poof...... Villagers, please note that we are the royal white porridge of Meadowzi Town, today in order to repay the love of all the uncles and aunts, we specially came to our Fanjiazhai for free tasting activities, everything is free, all are free......"
The loudspeaker pierced the silent village, and the crowd came like a snake awakened from hibernation, spitting snake letters.