Time flies quickly, months pass in the blink of an eye, and as the weather gets colder, the work becomes more and more difficult to do. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

For these women who are outside, selling food in the bitter cold, the first problem to overcome is the cold.

Dongmei is naturally hot, not afraid of cold but only hot, this kind of cold weather is basically no obstacle for her.

But Sister-in-law Du is different, with the arrival of winter, and her thorough mastery of Dongmei's procedures and processes for selling rice, she slowly began to become lazy, and always tried to fool the past, and there was no longer the kind of motivation that she had when she worked with Dongmei before, and she was not afraid of heaven and earth.

On this day, as usual, Dongmei's eight-treasure porridge was sold out as soon as it was opened.

Dongmei hurriedly returned home, took out the rice and eight treasures prepared in advance, and said to Sister-in-law Du: "Sister-in-law Du, the eight-treasure porridge is sold out, you hurry up and boil some water, and then boil the eight-treasure porridge into it, and bring it out to me when it's over." ”

Sister-in-law Du sat on the sofa, holding the remote control in her hand, watching the TV and saying, "Okay, no problem, I'll bring it out to you after I've boiled the porridge." ”

Dongmei saw Sister-in-law Du sit up from the sofa, and knew that Sister-in-law Du was starting to get busy, so she went out and continued to sell food at the stall.

After Sister-in-law Du saw Dongmei leave, she felt that it was too troublesome to boil hot water, and she had to fill it with water, and she had to carry a pot, and she constantly had to pay attention to boiling the water pot.

In order to save trouble, Sister-in-law Du simply poured the rice and eight treasures directly into the pot, and then came to the radiator with the pot.

Sister-in-law Du took out pliers from her pocket and skillfully unscrewed the screws on the radiator.

In an instant, the heating water in the radiator, with a temperature of up to 90 degrees, sprayed out of the radiator and flowed directly into the cauldron.

In less than a minute, a large pot of hot water was filled.

Sister-in-law Du put the cauldron on the liquefied gas, and it didn't take long to boil, and the fragrant eight-treasure porridge was ready.

When Sister-in-law Du brought the eight-treasure porridge to Dongmei's stall, Dongmei looked at Sister-in-law Du in surprise, and said in her heart, during this time, I don't know if Sister-in-law Du is hanging up, or what's wrong, the speed of boiling porridge is always very fast, which simply exceeds the time to boil water.

After Sister-in-law Du left, Dongmei opened the lid of the pot with a puzzled mood and saw the sweet eight-treasure porridge.

Most people drink these eight-treasure porridge made of heating water, but a very small number of people with particularly sensitive taste buds still taste the strange taste of eight-treasure porridge.

I saw that Taotao's classmate Han Zi followed his mother to drink eight-treasure porridge in front of Dongmei's stall.

Han Zi drank the sweet eight-treasure porridge, and always felt a strange smell in it, so she said to her mother: "Mom, how do I feel that there is a rusty smell in this eight-treasure porridge?"

Hanzi's mother only cared about drinking porridge, and didn't particularly care about the taste of porridge, after she heard her daughter's words, she immediately tasted it carefully, and sure enough, there was really a smell of rust.

Hanzi's mother beckoned Dongmei and said, "Sister Dongmei, come here." ”

Dongmei was busy bagging the bowl, and she said, "Xiao Ran, what's wrong?"

Han Zi's mother pointed to the half-drunk eight-treasure porridge and said, "Sister Dongmei, why is there a rusty smell in your eight-treasure porridge?"

Hearing this, Dongmei felt very strange, she approached Hanzi's mother, and said, "The smell of rust?

Hanzi's mother was sure that there was indeed a rusty taste in the eight-treasure porridge, and she said, "Sister, I don't believe you can taste it." ”

Although Dongmei sells eight-treasure porridge every day, she hasn't drunk it much because the eight-treasure porridge is in short supply.

Dongmei specially found a bowl and poured a part of Hanzi's mother and Hanzi's eight-treasure porridge into her bowl, and then tasted them separately.

Sure enough, there was a faint smell of rust.

Finding that something was wrong with the eight-treasure porridge, Dongmei hurriedly apologized to Hanzi's mother and Hanzi and said, "I'm really sorry, there is indeed a smell of rust in this porridge, but I really don't know where this rust smell comes from." ”

Han Zi's mother was very unhappy and pushed the porridge in front of her aside and said, "Sister Dongmei, this porridge smells peculiar, and you are still selling it, and you are not afraid of smashing your signboard and breaking your rice bowl?"

Dongmei knew that the customer was God, and once she offended the customer, she offended God, so she immediately gave Hanzi's mother and Hanzi for free and said: "I will give you all the two bowls of porridge you drank just now, and give you a lunch meal, as long as you come over at any time." ”

Hearing this, Hanzi's mother was still unhappy and said: "This porridge has a peculiar smell, don't be afraid, I'm afraid that people will get sick after eating this peculiar porridge, I think you Dongmei can't afford to pay even if you smash the pot and sell iron." ”

Dongmei bowed her head and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I know that I was wrong, and I will correct it next time." ”

Han Zi's mother led Han Zi to stand up, and said unceremoniously: "And next time, then it's okay, in front of your stall, how many people come over to eat every day?"

Hearing this, Dongmei hurriedly changed her words and said, "Now now, now...... , I stopped selling this big pot of eight-treasure porridge. ”

Han Zi's mother looked at Dongmei coldly and said, "This is about the same, otherwise there will really be a mess, and your family can't afford it." ”

After finishing speaking, Han Zi's mother pulled Han Zi away.

Looking at Han Zi's mother who was walking away, Sister-in-law Tan next to her said angrily: "Isn't it just a female worker who is a rotten pipe station, what's the big deal, and you still look down on our family members who don't have jobs?"

Dongmei frowned, puzzled, and said in her heart, how could there be a rusty smell in a good eight-treasure porridge?

Sister-in-law Tan continued beside her: "Dongmei, thanks to your good patience, if I were to say this, she Xiao Ran dared to say this about me, I would have to scold her, who is not a sage or sage, and we women who sell food are not allowed to make some mistakes?"

Dongmei walked around her stall, constantly turning, trying to find the reason for the smell of rust.

After looking for a long time, Dongmei finally saw the stainless steel wire placed near the cauldron.

Dongmei often uses this sanitary ware to clean some heavy dirt or burnt marks, she said in her heart, could it be that this stainless steel wire brought the smell of rust into the pot when washing the pot?

Sister-in-law Tan was still puzzled and said: "Dongmei, you are too honest and too easy to talk, if any guest comes over next time and speaks to you so fiercely, you will go back directly, I think she still dares to provoke us who sell food, family members who have no work?"

Dongmei held the stainless steel wire in her hand for a long time, and then scratched it in a big black pot next to her.

When it was over, Dongmei put her nose into the pot and carefully smelled the smell of the stainless steel wire washed.

After smelling it for a long time, Dongmei didn't find the so-called rust smell?

Sister-in-law Tan saw that Dongmei was still struggling with what happened just now, so she reminded Dongmei: "Dongmei, we women who sell food, can't bow our heads to customers." ”

Hearing this, Dongmei said to Sister-in-law Tan while looking for the birthplace of the smell of rust: "I don't bow my head to people, but to money." ”