The next day, when Wu Xiaozheng went to the city, he took Wu Changhe with him.

The pickled radish produced by Chef Wu is far better than expected, so the family is full of enthusiasm and is ready to expand the scale again, but the glass jar is not enough, so Wu Changhe has to go out to make a few more trips.

As soon as the grandfather and grandson entered the city, they naturally went to sell pickled radishes first, but today they filled the remaining glass jars, which were more than 140 bottles.

Wu Changhe witnessed with his own eyes what it means to be hot.

As soon as the tricycle stopped, several grandmothers surrounded me.

"Chef Wu, you are really here, I waited here early in the morning. ”

"Chef Xiao Wu, you make pickled radishes so delicious, my family ate all the two cans I bought yesterday at once, and the neighbors also said that they were delicious, and asked me to bring two bottles. ”

……

Wu Xiaozheng was a little depressed.

Chef Wu is Chef Wu, why do you have to add a small word in front of it?

But now that he is fourteen years old, he has a fourteen-year-old mentality, so naturally he doesn't care too much about these little things.

Pickled radishes are easy to sell, which is something he expected.

The pickled radishes he makes are exquisite.

First of all, he controls the taste a little lightly and is not too salty. Secondly, the 24-hour soaking time is also just right, and it is not too acidic. Even if it is eaten as a snack, it is not a big problem for one person to eat a bottle.

The most important thing is that you will not forget this sour and crunchy taste after tasting it.

That's why he dared to increase the amount of production, because he made this thing into a quick consumable.

These grandmothers who have already tasted the taste, this time they bought not one bottle at a time, at least two or three bottles, and three or five bottles, and chatted with Wu Xiaozheng while buying.

Wu Xiaozheng's words were a little more today, and he began to instruct everyone on the correct way to eat his pickled radish.

"In addition to eating directly, it can also be used to stir-fry meat, stir-fry beef, stir-fry pork intestines, and stir-fry chicken offal...... You can fry anything, the taste is absolutely first-class, and the rice is particularly fragrant. ”

As soon as he said this, he originally only took two bottles, but immediately took two more bottles.

It's so popular that people who haven't tasted it before are curious.

There is no need for Wu Xiaozheng to do publicity at all, if someone asks, those enthusiastic grandmothers will take the initiative to help him advertise.

"The pickled radish made by Chef Xiao Wu is delicious, I finally grabbed a bottle yesterday, and it was sold out as soon as I got home, so I waited here early this morning. ”

"It's delicious, it's just a little less, it's only so little every day, and it's gone if it's late. ”

……

As soon as the grandmothers said this, the newcomers immediately began to pay for it, for fear that it would be gone in a while.

That's just the way it is.

More than 150 bottles of pickled radish, only a few minutes later, a third of it has been removed, and more people are paying for the goods, and even Wu Changhe, who is helping on the side, is a little too busy.

In less than 20 minutes, the pickled radish was snatched up, and Wu Changhe was dumbfounded.

He couldn't figure it out, it was also a radish, why was his white radish so difficult to sell, but Wu Xiaozheng's pickled radish was so easy to sell?

He felt a little outdated.

But this is a good thing, the hot sale is still their own radish, the radish can not rot in the ground, the money does not have to worry, and the New Year's pigs do not need to be sold......

Wu Changhe felt very happy, and his face, which had been clouded for many days, finally had a smile on his face.

After buying pickled radish, Wu Xiaozheng took Wu Changhe to the glass factory again, and ordered 1,000 glass jars in one go, and Wu Changhe had to make three or four trips to bring these glass jars home.

As for Wu Xiaozheng himself, he slowly and leisurely went back to Liu Shuigen's shop, and he still had to continue to earn the salary here for a few days.

Wu Xiaozheng finally met Liu Shuigen's son Liu Haibin, a teenager about the same age as him.

The contrast between "other people's children" is finally paying off.

Liu Haibin has been very depressed for the past two days.

Finally, after the holiday, he went out to play for a few days, but as soon as he got home in the evening, his father, who had never taken care of him, began to take care of him.

"I know all day long, and I don't see you going to the store to help! Look at Wu Xiaozheng, who is as old as you, not to mention the top students in the first middle school, and he knows how to help his family make money during the holidays, and he has earned more money than you in the past few days, can't you learn from others?"

Liu Haibin felt that he was wronged.

I've been playing for more than ten years, and my dad at home has never taken care of him much, as soon as this Wu Xiaozheng came out, he let Lao Tzu be scolded, and he was almost pumped with a belt.

What kind of immortal is this Wu Xiaozheng? Liu Haibin decided to meet him.

The so-called meeting, this is the rule on the "rivers and lakes", that is, to touch the bottom of the other party, if possible, by the way, clean up the other party.

Xiangshui County is located at the junction of central Hunan and southwest Hunan Province, since ancient times, the folk customs here have been very strong, and there has always been a "reputation" of bandits unearthed in Xiangxi.

In the 80s and 90s, the "old boy" culture in film and television dramas from Hong Kong began to become popular in the mainland.

Liu Haibin is one of them, although the powerful boss has not yet arrived, but the momentum of the street gangsters is full.

As soon as Wu Xiaozheng arrived at Liu's store, when Liu Shuigen was sent by Wu Xiaozheng to buy vegetables, he was pulled to the side outside the store by Liu Haibin.

"You're Wu Xiaozheng, you don't look good!"

Wu Xiaozheng couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect that there would be a little kid who wanted to clean him up. So he didn't speak, and looked at Liu Haibin playfully to see what he wanted to do.

Liu Haibin saw that Wu Xiaozheng didn't answer, thinking that he was cowardly, so he began to teach him a lesson.

"Are you stupid? I don't know how to play on vacation, don't you have a chance to play?

When he said this, Liu Haibin also took a step forward and wanted to pat Wu Xiaozheng's face with his hand to demonstrate his style.

As the saying goes, hitting someone is not a slap in the face, and the act of slapping the face is definitely a bully, and only dare to do it if one party has a huge advantage.

Wu Xiaozheng naturally didn't want to suffer this humiliation, so he flashed lightly, making Liu Haibin's hand slap empty.

"Yo, you still dare to hide, believe it or not, I'll beat you!" Liu Haibin said menacingly.

In Liu Haibin's opinion, if Wu Xiaozheng was interested, he would reluctantly accept him as a junior brother and take him out to mingle. But this kid is obviously uninteresting, and must be cleaned up.

Wu Xiaozheng smiled.

He could see that Liu Shuigen's son was running towards a road of no return, and he would not be saved if he was not careful.

Do you want to save him a little for Liu Shuigen's sake?

Wu Xiaozheng fell into the memories of the past again.