"Of course you can sell it!" Grandma Jiang said categorically.

Jiang Tao has done a lot of small business before, at the beginning Grandma Jiang was against it, she felt embarrassed, others can honestly farm or go out to work, how embarrassing it is to sell things by herself, but after so many years, she has long been used to it, Zhang Yanyi said that she wanted to sell steamed buns, not only did she not think she had too much to do, but she was quite happy, and felt worthy of the daughter-in-law that the eldest grandson had picked for many years, and both of them were equally capable of doing things.

Seeing her support, Zhang Yan became more confident, "Then I'll go to the market tomorrow, buy some meat and vegetables at the market, and try to sell it first, by the way, I can't forget to buy cabbage and cabbage, I met a Sichuan girl when I was working in the past, and I learned Sichuan kimchi with her, but it is delicious, and I go out to sell buns and send kimchi, which should attract people to buy it." ”

Grandma Jiang listened to what she said, and she also felt that she could try it, but there was a problem!

She asked Zhang Yan: "It's a good idea you said, but aren't we raising pigs, how can we have time to steam steamed buns and sell them?"

"Grandma, it's because I raised pigs that I want to sell buns, you see, our family has eleven pigs, just eat feed can't do it, if you feed it with wheat bran, but we don't have so much wheat bran, I think we still have a lot of food, I pull it every once in a while, and the wheat bran is brought back to feed the pigs, we can't eat the noodles, make them into buns to sell, and you can earn a little money to spend, do you think this is done?"

The old lady encouraged her: "I think that when your grandfather was in the past, he liked to eat the mutton fat buns I made, I told you that the mutton fat buns I made back then were a must, and there were no people who had eaten them, but I haven't done it for many years, I don't know if the craft is still there, or tomorrow when you go to buy vegetables, you can cut some mutton fat and mutton by the way, and I'll make it for you to taste, if you think the taste is okay, then grandma can also be a helper for you in the future." ”

"Really, that's great!"

There is an old man in the family, Zhang Yan thinks it's really good to have a considerate elder, no matter whether she has said foolish words before, but she is at least an old man who loves children, not only hurts her own grandson, but even her granddaughter-in-law also hurts a piece, just for this, not to mention that the old lady has figured it out, even if she doesn't understand it, she won't be angry if she continues to urge her to have children.

The next day, Zhang Yan got up to feed the pigs, ate the breakfast prepared by Grandma Jiang, and rode a bicycle to the market.

She rode fast, arrived in less than half an hour, paid two cents to the car at the gate, and the person who watched the car gave her a pair of signs, Zhang Yan locked the bicycle in the storage place, one brand was tied to the handlebar, and the other was put in his pocket to wait for the car to be picked up.

Today's fair, there are a lot of people, Zhang Yan didn't plan to go shopping, squeezed all the way to the destination, bought pork and mutton, cut a piece of mutton fat, and bought protein meat, fine powder, bean sprouts, carrots, spicy radish, of course, cabbage cabbage and a large bag of sun-dried Chaotian peppers, carried a big bag of things to the storage place, handed over the sign to take away the bicycle, tied the full bag of things to the saddle, she rode back home.

Grandma Jiang came around and asked, "What's the matter? How much money has been spent? I have to remember everything well, and if I look back, will I count it as a loss or a profit?"

"Let's try the water first, I didn't dare to buy more today, and it cost a total of fifty yuan. ”

Zhang Yan first pickled the kimchi and put it in the jar, and then went to the stove house with Grandma Jiang to make steamed buns, the pork five-spice buns she packed, and Grandma Jiang wrapped the mutton fat buns she was good at, and each wrapped a hundred of them, and the materials bought back had not been used up yet.

Zhang Yan tied a box in the back seat of the car, and used a white linen cloth quilt to spread it inside, the quilt was made by Zhang Yan last night, she put the pork buns and mutton fat buns that had just come out of the pot into a super-large plastic bag, put them in the box and then wrapped them in a small bunk, and rode a bicycle to the town middle school.

This is the best public junior high school in the town, from the first to the third year of junior high school, all have to study in the evening, after class in the afternoon, the students do not have time to go home to eat, most of them take the money to go to the school cafeteria to eat, or go to the store outside to buy some bread snacks to eat, students save and are afraid of delaying time, eat relatively simple.

At this time, there were very few roadside stalls, and the school was in a remote area, except for a person who sold roll film, no one else came to set up a stall, and Zhang Yan's buns were the only choice.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, people ran out quickly, and the students were always so energetic, as if they had endless energy.

Zhang Yan saw them come out and began to shout: "Steamed buns, five-spiced steamed buns with big meat filling, fragrant mutton fat buns, delicious and not expensive, as long as five cents, five-cent meat buns, five-cent meat buns, big and delicious......"

A few people who wanted to go to the store to buy bread were hesitant to buy it, but a teacher came around and asked, "Is it really mutton fat buns?" ”

"Okay, Zhang Yan put one in a bag with a clip and handed it to him, and didn't urge him to pay, just stood there and watched him eat. ”

The hot buns looked like they had just come out of the pot, the teacher took a bite, his eyes lit up, they were delicious! It was even more delicious than he remembered, he couldn't help but eat it all in a big gulp, he felt very unpleasant, handed Zhang Yan five yuan, and said to her: "Bring me nine more mutton fat buns!"

After taking the bun, I was still thinking: The family will eat this for dinner, and I don't know if it is enough?

Zhang Yan and their town is not rich, and if they can't get into a cheap high school, they are basically squatting at home, this middle school is called Qingshan Middle School, although it is not as good as the school in the county, but it is the best one in the town, and the admission rate is much higher than that of other village schools, and there are more students who come around, and many people gather at the school gate after a while.

Seeing the teacher's delicious food, I felt that I couldn't make a mistake, and I came up in an endless stream, you and I bought it two, and before the school's self-study preparation bell rang, Zhang Yan's buns were already sold out.

Seeing the fragrance of her classmates, she couldn't help but run out to buy it, and when she saw her closing the stall and preparing to leave, with a look of regret, one of the skinny little boys ran over and asked, "Sister, will you come again tomorrow?"

"Come on, tomorrow I'll bring the pickles from home and give them to you for free. ”

"Really, I only have sauce at home, and I haven't eaten kimchi yet, so I'll buy it tomorrow!"

"Thank you for your support, can you please tell someone about it, saying that I will come here tomorrow and still sell steamed buns. ”

"Okay!"

Grandma Jiang was like a needle pricking her ass at home, she couldn't sit still, she kept looking outside the yard, and when she saw Zhang Yan coming back, she walked over with two old legs, and asked nervously: "Child, what's the matter?

"Why don't you sell it, I'll sell all the two hundred buns in half an hour!" Zhang Yan opened the empty box to show her, and handed her the money, "Look, the money is here." ”

The old lady took it happily, although she knew that five cents a piece, two hundred was a hundred, she still counted it very carefully, and after counting, she still couldn't believe it, "There are really a hundred dollars!"

"There really is!" Zhang Yan was tired of the day, poured a glass of water, sat on the stool and drank it slowly.

"We haven't used up our fifty yuan of things, isn't this half earned?" Grandma Jiang was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut, not only her granddaughter-in-law made money, but the main thing was that her granddaughter-in-law was capable, and she wanted to call Jiang Tao to praise her.

Zhang Yan hurriedly stopped her: "Grandma, how much money you make is our secret, how bad it is for you to go to the commissary and call people to hear it." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" the old lady suddenly lowered her voice and said in a low voice: "I understand, I understand, only by muffling can you make a fortune!"