Dongmei heard that Wang Xue'e wanted to give her one-tenth of her profits, she hurriedly shirked and said: "How can this work, we are all good sisters who have known each other for more than ten years, if this little favor can't help you, how can I still be your sister Dongmei." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wang Xue'e listened and said happily: "Since you don't want my profits, then I'll help you make vanilla mats." ”

Hearing that Wang Xue'e wanted to help her make a vanilla mat, Dongmei said happily: "I'm still going out to buy a vanilla mat, since you can help me make it, thank you very much." ”

When Wang Xue'e returned home, she went to the street to buy some herbs.

Wang Xue'e used her skillful hands to weave it into one mat after another.

After weaving the vanilla mat, Wang Xue'e held a stack of vanilla mats in one hand and a large cardboard box in the other, and walked straight towards Dongmei's house.

The cardboard box contains the cakes he made today, and she wants to bring all these cakes to Dongmei, and ask Dongmei to put these cakes on her stall to help sell them.

When Wang Xue'e gave the vanilla mat she made to Dongmei, Dongmei couldn't wait to put all these vanilla mats in the steamer.

Then, she put the wrapped xiaolongbao on the vanilla mat and began to steam the steamed buns.

After a while, as the room filled the room with a strong smell of vanilla, the steamed buns came out of the pot.

Dongmei put the steaming bun on the plate, shared the fruits of her labor with Wang Xue'e, and said, "Xue'e, thank you so much for the vanilla mat." ”

As she spoke, Dongmei took a bite of the bun she had just made.

Sure enough, under the effect of the vanilla mat, Dongmei's xiaolongbao was immediately filled with a strong vanilla smell, not only smelling fragrant, but also tasting taste.

Dongmei continued to eat the buns: "Xue'e, you are really a skilled craftsman, with such a little effort, you can make a vanilla mat for me." ”

Wang Xue'e also tasted the newly released buns and said, "Dongmei, the buns you wrapped are really delicious." ”

Hearing Wang Xue'e's encouragement, Dongmei said happily: "Now, with your help, the quality of my buns will never be worse than that of my white-faced aunt." ”

Wang Xue'e gave Dongmei a thumbs up and said: "Dongmei, you are the best among our good sisters, you are our role model, you must work hard." ”

Dongmei clenched her fists and said, "Xue'e, don't worry, I will definitely come on." ”

The next day, Dongmei arrived at her stall with her things as usual.

Next to Dongmei, looking at Dongmei's white-faced aunt who was cooking on the fire, she was very disdainful, she glanced at Dongmei and said, "Auntie, why do you still sell xiaolongbao?"

After Dongmei caught fire, she said, "If I don't sell xiaolongbaozi, I won't have business in the morning." ”

The white-faced aunt sneered and said, "Your xiaolongbao, you can't sell much, instead of holding on, it's better to change to other foods and sell them in advance." ”

Dongmei lights the fire, boils the water in the pot, and then starts steaming the xiaolongbaozi.

She smiled and said: "My xiaolongbaozi, although it doesn't sell as well as you, but I am looking for reasons every day, improving every day, one day, I want to do better than you, and I want to sell more than you." ”

Hearing that Dongmei dared to challenge her authority in selling steamed buns, she said angrily: "My second sister Bai, since she was a female doll, she began to sell xiaolongbao with my brother-in-law, and now my two dolls are older, and I am still selling xiaolongbaozi, I have been selling xiaolongbaozi for more than ten years, do you think you, a newcomer who sells xiaolongbao, can surpass me?"

Dongmei looked at the two children who followed her white-faced aunt, and couldn't help but feel stunned.

The two children of the white-faced aunt, the eldest is called Dawa, about six years old, but the height is only the height of a four-year-old child.

The youngest child is called Broken Baby, who is already four years old, not only low in height, but also has a very large belly, and looks severely malnourished.

Dongmei didn't want to worry about her, Dongmei knew that the life of her white-faced aunt was much more difficult than her own life.

Dongmei said: "I never wanted to surpass you, I just kept improving my products and making my products the best." You have your advantages, I have my advantages, whose buns are delicious, whose buns are of high quality, no need to praise each other, diners will naturally give answers. ”

As she spoke, Dongmei took out the big box of cakes that Wang Xue'e gave herself yesterday.

She opened the cake box, took out all the cakes inside, placed them in a glass window, and marked the price.

The white-faced aunt couldn't help but be shocked when she saw that Dongmei not only sold steamed buns, but also made a glass window cake today, and said in her heart that this woman not only sells steamed buns, but also sells cakes, why is she busy?

And the wrinkled face in the distance, seeing the cake put out by Dongmei, was even more shocked.

She said in her heart, this Dongmei, some time ago, the world successively launched eight-treasure porridge and licked rice, why did she launch a cake in the past few days?

Isn't that the speed of innovation?

And Sister-in-law Tan next to her, when she saw Dongmei launching the cake again, she couldn't help but give Dongmei a thumbs up and said, "Dongmei, you are so amazing, there are so many ideas." ”

After speaking, Sister-in-law Tan looked around and said to Dongmei: "Dongmei, there is no one in this farmers' market who sells cakes, if you sell cakes, you will definitely make a profit." ”

After Dongmei arranged the cake, she smiled and said: "I'm not three heads and six arms, where did I get so much energy, I am making food and baking cakes, this cake is made by Wang Xue'e, put it here for me, I am just helping her sell it." ”

Hearing this, Sister-in-law Tan suddenly realized, looked at Dongmei and said, "It turned out to be Wang Xue'e's, I said that you Dongmei is too powerful, and one person can do so many tricks." ”

Dongmei took out a piece of cake from the window, broke half of it and gave it to Sister-in-law Tan and said, "Wang Xue'e is ingenious, this cake is very delicious, you can taste it." ”

Sister-in-law Tan took the cake handed to her by Dongmei, tasted it, and couldn't help but praise and said, "Oh my God, this cake is so delicious, my whole person is almost crispy." ”

Dongmei said: "Yes, Wang Xue'e can't sell such a good cake, so I'm ready to help her open the market." ”

Before Dongmei finished speaking, someone came over and looked at Dongmei's glass window to buy a cake.

Soon, Dongmei helped Wang Xue'e sell the first cake.

With the successive sale of several cakes, the xiaolongbao in the winter plum steamer is about to be released.

When Dongmei unveiled the steamer, a strong smell of vanilla wafted through the entire farmers' market.

The white-faced aunt who sells xiaolongbao next door was instantly stunned when she smelled the smell of vanilla.

She looked at the steamer that Dongmei had uncovered, and said in her heart, no, could it be that Dongmei found the secret of Xiaolongbaozi?

Since Dongmei's vanilla mat was used for the first time, the fragrance was particularly strong, and it quickly covered the fragrance of the white-faced aunt Xiaolongbaozi next door.

Although the white-faced aunt is also using vanilla mats, her vanilla mats are only changed once every six months, so the fragrance is not strong.

And Dongmei plans to change the vanilla mat for the steamer once a month, only in this way will her xiaolongbao be full of fragrance forever.

Smelling this fragrance, several girls came over, sat down in front of Dongmei's stall and said, "Auntie, is this fragrance yours here?"

Dongmei smiled and said, "Yes, it's the fragrance of my xiaolongbao, do you want to taste it?"

The girls enjoyed the scent and said, "Then you can bring one of us a cage first." ”

Hearing this, Dongmei happily gave one person a cage.

Several girls ate Dongmei's xiaolongbao and whispered: "Wow, this aunt's steamed buns are so fragrant, let's come here to eat them in the future." ”

"Yes, we used to go to the stall next door to eat steamed buns, just because Aunt Dongmei's steamed buns have no fragrance, and now, Aunt Dongmei's steamed buns are also fragrant, and the fragrance is stronger than the steamed buns next door, so in the future, we don't go to the next door to eat steamed buns, just come to Aunt Dongmei's place to eat." ”

"Aunt Dongmei's stall is not only clean, but she always has a smile when she cooks for everyone, which is much better than the woman next door who always has a straight face. ”

Although Dongmei was cooking, when the words of several girls reached her ears, she felt sweeter than eating honey.

Dongmei has always felt that although the industry of selling rice is a low-level occupation and work in society, even if it is a low-level and inconspicuous job, since we have already engaged in this job, then we must do it well and do it well.

Dongmei always treats guests as God, and she even empathizes with what kind of stall she would choose and what kind of service she would receive if she were a diner.

There is no doubt that the stall must be clean, and the waiter must be polite and smiling, so that you can eat comfortably and comfortably, after all, harmony can make money.

Therefore, when Dongmei sells rice, she always adheres to the four principles of politeness, smiling service, genuineness, and reputation first.

Dongmei knows that there are no rules, there is no circle, although the farmers' market does not stipulate that every waiter should smile, but Dongmei no matter whether she is in a good or bad mood, she always keeps smiling.

Even when guests deliberately find fault, she keeps smiling.

As the saying goes, don't stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, in Dongmei's smile, she doesn't know how many times she has resolved disputes with guests.

At noon, Dongmei not only sold out all the xiaolongbao, but even the cake she brought to Wang Xue'e for sale was not a single left.

There are even customers who inquire about the place where Wang Xue'e makes cakes and are ready to buy them.

And Dongmei always enthusiastically told Wang Xue'e the location of her house.

If the guest can't remember, Dongmei will also take out a pen and write down the number of buildings, units, and bits and pieces of Wang Xue'e's house.

She is looking forward to Wang Xue'e, who can have her own career like herself and fight for it.

Today's harvest can be described as a big victory.

And Dongmei's net income has also increased from the previous 100 yuan to 150 yuan, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

With the increase in income, Dongmei's income for ten days, or even a week, can cover a month's salary for Weiguo.

It is very unsafe to put so much cash at home, so Wei Guo has another task, that is, when he goes to buy ingredients every afternoon, he goes to the bank to deposit money.

And when Wei Guo proposed to open another account for Dongmei and deposit all the money earned by Dongmei into her name, Dongmei refused.

She insisted on keeping the money she earned in the name shared by her husband and wife.

Because when Wei Guo made money before, he didn't keep the money in his own name.

Moreover, for the sake of this family, Wei Guo does not smoke or drink, which is very money-saving.

At that time, banks not only did not have wealth management products, but also had no place to invest, so the best way for Wei Guo and Dongmei to increase the value of their money was to store the money in the bank and let it have a long interest.