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What kind of bun is this? The smell of spicy artemisia, as well as the melon seeds, the plugging teeth of the soft sac, did you swallow the melon seeds and spit the melon seeds into it?

There is also this coriander, a pesticide smell, and I feel sick to my stomach and disgusting when I eat it!

A room full of diners slapped the table, is this a bun for people to eat? Feed the dogs and don't eat it!

A white-haired old man at the head stopped doing it and threw the bun on the table, "Old money, I can tell you, don't know how to be a fool when we are stupid, everyone will testify today, if something happens to the food, the two of them will be responsible to the end!" ”

"What do you mean by this, don't be angry, we still have it, it must be the one you eat that is not good, I'll ......change it for you" Second Aunt Qian saw that everyone was indignant, restrained her energy, and begged repeatedly, and everyone walked out of the store angrily and walked away.

"I'm surprised, it's obviously made according to Xiao Wang's buns, why is the taste so bad?" Aunt Qian also picked one up and tasted it herself, she almost didn't vomit, it was spicy and fishy, and there was a smell of mud and pesticides, so I really didn't eat it for the dogs.

"You've been collecting home remedies all day long, and now it's okay, the radishes and pork are all ruined!" The old money is so angry that his liver hurts, and the losers buy two buns for 500 yuan, not to mention that they can be copied to ensure that they make money.

The result?

"No, I'll ask ...... again" Aunt Qian raised her feet and came to Wang Yuan's shop, and at this time, a signboard was also displayed on the small blackboard at his door: fifteen pieces of steamed buns each, and radish strips were given away.

"Xiao Wang is busy!" Second Aunt Qian raised her feet and was about to go to the door, but was stopped outside by Wang Yuan, "I'm sorry Second Aunt, this bun is not sold today." ”

"Isn't the cage drawer unlided yet, so you can let your aunt taste a few more...... After eating this fragrant yesterday, my aunt dreamed of it when she slept, and this time she was addicted to it. She couldn't help but say that she was about to squeeze in, Wang Yuan smiled, "Second aunt, we water thieves cross the river to make the dog plan, I don't know what you did!" ”

As soon as Aunt Qian heard this, her triangular eyes stood up, her thin lips pursed, and she looked like she was going crazy.

"Let me tell you that I have a secret recipe for this bun, an ancestral exclusive secret recipe, you can't learn it if you want to!" Wang Yuan simply cut off her thoughts with a sentence, "Those who come from the south and the north come to taste my buns, they still want to eat them after eating them with thin skin and thick meat!" ”

The people on the street couldn't help but laugh when they saw the fifteen yuan a bun written on the small blackboard in front of Wang Yuan's door, what about the second aunt of Xueqian?

"Hey, you little calf, shame on your face, the old lady eats your two buns to look up to you! Don't be at your fingertips! Second Aunt Qian scolded and scolded, and was about to go inside as soon as she tore Wang Yuan's arm, but Wang Yuan stepped forward to stop her, "Second aunt, are the buns delicious?" ”

"Aren't you!" Second Aunt Qian's mouth is very unclean.

"In this case, it's still the old price, two hundred and fifty-one buns, if you want to eat, you can take this cage drawer, if you can't afford this price, go immediately, don't delay my opening."

There were more and more onlookers, and everyone was looking at the sky-high price of steamed buns, but how the famous shrewd sister-in-law Qian took out 250 yuan to buy steamed buns to eat.

The second aunt hesitated for a long time, and finally looked at the crowd outside who were holding their arms and watching the excitement, and quietly stuffed Wang Sen with a red envelope, "Xiao Wang, just beg the second aunt, your bun is too delicious, just give me two more!" ”

When Wang Yuan saw it, it was five hundred yuan.

This second aunt Qian is Wang Ba eating scales - iron-hearted.

"For your beg's sake, all right!" Wang Yuan picked up two buns and handed them to her, and Aunt Qian lowered her head, got out of the crowd, and hurriedly ran towards her house.

This result made many people's jaws drop.

This shrew actually confessed?

And spent 500 yuan to buy two buns?

Third uncle, help me see, am I blind in this eye?

It's not that you're blind, it's probably that I'm deaf, did the Earth hit Mars?

Wang Yuanjian stood at the door and didn't leave, and waved at everyone, "The buns are on sale today, open for tasting, and each person will give one for free, everyone come and try it!" ”

As soon as everyone heard that it was so cost-effective to be free, they immediately rushed into the store, occupied the tables, chairs and benches, and waited for Wang Yuan's buns.

Wang Yuan's shop is not large, at best there are only eight tables, and there are still many people standing and waiting outside.

In fact, there are not many buns, Wang Yuan bought a bag of noodles yesterday, but the radish is not enough, and he only made more than 50 of them.

Each person is divided into one, everyone grabbed the chopsticks, gently poked an eye on the bun, sucked it with their mouths, and raised their heads one after another, you look at me and I look at you, I don't know what to say.

The taste of this bun ......

How so?

There is oil, but the taste of this oil is extraordinarily fragrant.

It has a spicy taste, the slightest bit of it, wraps around the tip of the tongue, it is pure, it is spicy, it is spicy, and it is spicy!

There is a fragrance, a faint fragrance of coriander entwined on the tip of the tongue, exploded little by little, and then filled the entire mouth, and the turbid brain was clear at any time.

I've never eaten steamed buns with this taste!

"Give me two more!"

"I've got it all!"

"You're all covered, dream! Xiao Wang, come to fifty ......"

Many people paid for it directly.

Wang Yuan looked at the few buns in the steamer, and waved his hand at everyone present very apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't have much left of this bun, so let's do it, I'll make fifty more tomorrow, everyone come early!" ”

The people who bought the buns were full of smiles, and those who didn't buy them returned with a smile.

Wang Yuan counted the money, and the money from the second aunt's sale of steamed buns in the past two days made more than 1,200 yuan.

"It seems that as long as there are good goods, it is really not difficult to make money!" Wang Yuan happily collected the money, which was also the day he had sold the most money since the opening.

But look at the back kitchen, his head is two big, the radish has long been cut, the coriander is gone, there are still two handfuls of melon seeds, which cannot be used for the time being, and the two little cabbages are still straight and straight there.

It seems that I have to go to the fairy vegetable garden.

Wang Yuan returned upstairs, closed the door, took a deep breath, and twisted the ring in his hand.

There was a flash in front of his eyes, and when he looked again, he was already at the door of the fairy garden.

The other doors were still closed, except for the vegetable farm.

It still costs 500 yuan to enter the venue, Wang Yuan took out 500 and put it on the scale, feeling a little painful, this time he has to spare some valuable things.

He went into the turnip field, picked a few large turnips, and broke off the edges and corners to reduce the weight as much as possible.

He went to the sunflower field again to rub some sunflower seeds, and felt that the weight seemed to be less than five catties, so he turned around again, and finally landed on a piece of rotten wood by the pool, and his eyes lit up.

This is a cluster of black shiitake mushrooms, the umbrella page is budding to be released, the whole body is translucent, exuding oily shiny, Wang Yuan ran over, without saying a word, took off the shiitake mushrooms, and stuffed them into his pocket.

That's basically all there is to it.

He came to the door, put his things on the scales, and sure enough, he was overweight again.

The balance automatically subtracted a portion of the turnips, which allowed him to pass.

Wang Yuan couldn't help but curse in his heart, what a fairy vegetable garden, it is simply a pit daddy vegetable garden!

These immortals are all digging into the money!

As soon as he came out of the vegetable garden, a spicy voice came from downstairs, "If there is a panting, come out one!" ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" Wang Yuan kicked downstairs, and suddenly raised his head, and the two of them looked at each other, both stunned.