Chapter 330: Good sales

But this golden meat muffin is smaller than the bean paste cake, not to mention, there is also a gap in thickness, and the price is expensive. According to the amount of food of his little ancestor, I am afraid that the amount of five or six yuan for a meal is not enough.

And five or six yuan is fifty or sixty yuan, if you buy meat to eat, but you can buy a lot!

In this way, the woman's distress is understandable.

Osmanthus doesn't urge her, the price of this meat muffin is indeed not low, but who makes it delicious? Since it is a delicious thing, it is normal for the price to be higher. Otherwise, his mother and sister were busy with thirteen tricks, but they didn't make any money, wouldn't they be losing their own family?

The woman thought for a while, the osmanthus family's stall had already opened in front of it, and it was similar to the woman, and most of the people who came to buy bean paste cakes this morning were repeat customers who had bought them last time.

Osmanthus is responsible for collecting money, Mo is responsible for making dim sum, and Chu Yannian is responsible for replacing Chu Lishou's previous work, responsible for recording the address of the person who sent the bean paste water.

The sales of bean paste cakes and bean paste water are still good, but except for the woman who wanted to buy the meat muffins at the beginning, everyone else just asked the price and stopped answering.

Seeing that the top layer of bean paste cakes in the first basket was about to be sold out, the woman said: "Big sister, wrap me four pieces of red bean paste, four pieces of mung bean paste, and four pieces of gold wire, a total of 100 yuan, you wrap it, and I will count the money." ”

Seeing that the woman had decided to buy meat muffins, the corners of Osmanthus's mouth curled, and at the same time she said to Chu Yannian: "Brother, look at the address of the last delivery, the address of the first one is this uncle's house." When you go back and deliver the goods, send two bowls of mung bean water, remember? ”

"Hey, I remember." Chu Yannian looked at the last delivery record, checked the address with the woman again, and then continued to be busy.

"Girl, you, you are ......" The woman was startled by Osmanthus's arrangement, and was about to explain that she didn't want bean paste water, but she heard Osmanthus say: "Uncle, you bought a hundred Wen at once, and you were the first to come to my stall, so you should give you two bowls of bean paste water!" ”

Two bowls of bean paste water, but only five cents, this thing, osmanthus can still afford to deliver.

When the woman heard this, she was glad to hear this.

Speaking of which, she only brought one hundred and twenty copper coins when she came out this time, and originally planned to buy ten bean paste cakes, two bowls of bean paste water, and the rest of the money to take a look at, and then buy some vegetables and other food.

But I didn't expect that because of this new flavor of dim sum, my plan was disrupted.

The bean paste cake was bought back for the child to eat, and the woman at most drank some bean paste to relieve her hunger, thinking that her bean paste water was not drinkable, but now when she saw it, the other party sent it, and she was naturally happy.

After collecting the money and taking the snacks, the woman left the osmanthus stall with satisfaction, Mo Shi glanced back at the osmanthus who counted the money, his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, just this time someone came to buy snacks, and the family continued to be busy.

In less than two hours, the osmanthus family's bean paste cakes were sold out, and there were less than two bowls of bean paste water left. On the contrary, the sales of meat muffins were not high, except for the previous woman who bought four yuan, and this morning's work sold less than ten yuan.

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