After Wan Chu'er finished eating the noodles, she paid five cents a piece, and the price at this time was really cheap compared to the price fifteen years later.

She didn't go home, but went directly to the market where Bai Zhixi set up a stall, if she didn't go, Bai Zhixi would definitely not eat at noon, and she would deal with it with a few sips of water. Now that she is back, she will no longer allow Bai Zhi to go hungry.

Sure enough, after arriving at the market, Bai Zhixi was bowing her head to mend a pair of broken shoes, and she didn't eat at all.

Wan Chu'er directly stuffed the rice she bought on the road into Bai Zhixi's hand, and watched her eat it one bite at a time.

Bai Zhixi was eating, the smile on her face couldn't go down, and her daughter's concern made her feel warm.

Seeing that Bai Zhixi finished eating, Wan Chu'er didn't delay, and went home directly.

As soon as she got home, she went into the kitchen to make a fuss.

There are still many pickled cucumbers at home, so she found three canned bottles of different sizes, washed them, dried them, put them in, and then screwed the lids.

After thinking about it, she ran to her room again and cut a few slips of paper, on which were written the words "Bai's pickles".

That's right, she plans to make a fuss about the pickles made by Bai Zhixi.

Wutong County is a northern city, in winter, in addition to Chinese cabbage and potatoes, there is no fresh vegetables, greenhouse vegetables are too expensive, ordinary people are reluctant to buy at all, pickles have become an indispensable dish on the table of the people of Wutong County, so the demand for pickles and pickles in Wutong County is very large.

Bai Zhixi's pickles are very good, Wan Chuer plans to push the pickles to some restaurants in Wutong County, if there are one or two restaurants willing to cooperate, Bai Zhixi and her life will be guaranteed.

When the pickles were ready, she went back to her room to change into a normal set of clothes and set off.

Wan Chuer first arrived at the noodle restaurant where noodles were eaten at noon: Wujia Noodle Restaurant.

It was already past the meal, and a man and a woman were chatting in the noodle restaurant, and the man was wearing an apron around his body, and at a glance he knew that he must be from this restaurant.

Wan Chu'er squeezed out a bright smile on her face, she couldn't remember where she heard such a sentence: People who love to laugh are always lucky.

Since she has a request for others, she can't pull a face.

"Excuse me, is Boss Wu here?" she asked tentatively.

Hearing Wan Chu'er's voice, a man and a woman chatting looked over, only to see a clean little girl standing at the door, with a festive smile on her face, which made people feel good at first glance, carrying a small bag in her hand.

The woman smiled: "Boss Wu is my man, I am the boss lady, what's the matter with the little girl?"

Seeing each other laughing, Wan Chuer relaxed, and her smile was really a very good thing, it seems that this man and woman are the proprietress of this restaurant, and it turned out to be a mom-and-pop shop.

She smiled and said, "Boss, hello boss, I ate a bowl of noodles at your place at noon today, and I think your noodles are very delicious." ”

Look, she can do it too.

Sure enough, Boss Wu smiled, "Does the little girl still want to eat a bowl of noodles, I'm sorry, our noodles have been sold out, and I want to eat them in the afternoon." ”

Wan Chu'er continued to smile brightly, she felt like she was going to laugh like a fool.

"I'm not here to eat noodles, when I ate noodles at noon, I took a bite of your pickles, and the taste of the pickles is really not good, it really doesn't match your noodles. ”

The proprietress was a little embarrassed and said, "Our pickles are not delicious, so when you eat noodles in the future, don't eat pickles." ”

Wan Chu'er continued to laugh: "As a Wutong person, it's okay not to eat noodles every day, but it's a life-threatening thing if you don't eat pickles." ”

"Haha, the little girl is talking interestingly. Boss Wu said.

The proprietress felt that something was wrong, this little girl came and talked about pickles for a long time, there must be something, she observed Wan Chu'er quietly.

Wan Chu'er, who has a thirty-six-year-old soul, naturally has a keen energy, needless to say, she knows that the next words will be crucial, and she became cautious for a while, but the smile on her face became stronger.

Wan Chu'er lifted the small bag she was holding, took out a canned bottle from it, and put it on the table of the Wu couple, then picked up a small plate from the table, opened the can, took chopsticks and took a chopstick sauce cucumber out of the canned bottle, and put it in the small plate.

Then he pushed the small plate down in front of the husband and wife, and said with a smile: "Boss, how about the proprietress taste this sauce cucumber." ”

Boss Wu and the proprietress watched Wan Chuer do this string of things with a curious expression, and the proprietress even saw the words "Bai's pickles" on the canned bottle, and at this point, the two basically guessed what Wan Chuer was going to do.

Originally, the Wu couple wanted to refuse, but looking at Wan Chuer's festive smile and eyes full of hope, they couldn't bear it for a while.

Boss Wu took the lead in picking up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "The little girl invited us two couples to taste the cucumber in sauce, then I'll try it." ”

Wan Chu'er nervously watched Boss Wu pick up a piece of cucumber with sauce and put it in her mouth, her heart was about to rise to her throat, she had lived for thirty-six years, and it was the first time she had done such a thing.

After Boss Wu took two bites, his eyes lit up, he nodded, and said, "Well, the pickled cucumber is delicious." ”

The proprietress also smiled and ate a piece, and also agreed: "It's delicious." ”

Wan Chu'er saw that they didn't continue to talk, so she could only cheer herself up, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Hello boss and lady, I want to do business with the two of you, I supply pickled cucumbers, and there will be other delicious pickles and pickles in the future, for your noodle restaurant, with this pickle, I believe that your noodle restaurant will be more prosperous in the future." ”

The Wu couple just smiled, but did not speak.

It seems that he doesn't want this pickle very much, but he didn't refuse a bite, just if he didn't refuse, Wan Chu'er was not discouraged and continued to cheer herself up.

"I know the boss and the lady don't want this pickle, and think their business is good enough, but who cares about having a lot of money?

When I was eating today, I heard at least two customers say that if your pickles are better, they will come and eat them more often, and more times means that the two bosses can earn an extra profit.

For example, during the winter and summer vacations every year, the two of you can take your children to Beijing and Shanghai by plane, or even travel abroad to expand your children's horizons, you can hire better teachers for your children, buy the best clothes, and live in the best villas. ”

"Moreover, our cooperation is a mutually beneficial thing, there is only benefit to you, there is no harm, you can charge money by the plate for this pickle, if the guest wants to be free, continue to eat your previous pickles, if you want to eat good pickles, then pay for a small plate.

In this way, the pickles can also bring you a profit, and I can promise that if your pickles can't be sold within five days, then I will recycle them unconditionally, and even, we can agree, at the beginning, I will provide the pickles for free, and when the pickles are sold, you will pay me. ”