Mu Qingqiu said that the way to give away the taste of the diners is really good, and Jifu is very confident in the taste of sweet potato biscuits.

However, the "year-end bonus? What is it? What a fresh term, and Fu grabbed the key and couldn't help asking.

When Mu Qingqiu heard this, she briefly said some sales concepts from her previous life, she was not a businessman in her previous life and didn't understand it very well, but 'I have never eaten pork and have seen pigs run'! She is not a businessman, but buying things in life is essential, so she has seen a lot of promotions.

He got a good idea and happily went to prepare.

When he came out of Xiangshuyuan and went to the market, Mu Qingqiu ran into Zhang Dacheng.

Zhang Dacheng's roasted sweet potatoes are really best-sellers, and the things with the blessings of the mountain god are naturally a little more sacred and noble.

In fact, in the past, some people roasted sweet potatoes to eat, but in the past, they were buried in the fire and stove, and when the roasted sweet potatoes came out, they were always covered with plant ash, which was really unsightly.

Therefore, people know that roasted sweet potatoes are delicious, but they cannot be used for sale.

Zhang Dacheng's iron bucket roasted sweet potato, sweet potato is not stained with ash, what is it like to put it in, in addition to being more attractive with a little burnt skin, it is still clean.

Many people initially buy roasted sweet potatoes out of curiosity and freshness and yearning for the rewards of the mountain gods.

They actually don't believe it, put the sweet potato in the iron bucket, and it will be ripe after a while, and it is not a trick, they really think that the mountain god is idle and follows Zhang Dacheng's iron bucket to help make the sweet potato ripe.

However, as a result of his doubts, he was choked by the facts and speechless.

In this way, Zhang Dacheng even became a mortal disciple of Grandpa Mountain God. Now that he is selling roasted sweet potatoes on the surface, he is actually helping the mountain god to bless him!

Mu Qingqiu helped for a while, and when he was not busy, Mu Qingqiu asked Zhang Dacheng to go to Xiangshuyuan before going home today, and tell Xiangshuyuan about the supply of sweet potatoes.

Zhang Dacheng has no objection, he did receive a lot of sweet potatoes, but he wants to supply Xiangshuyuan. Somewhat reluctant. If you roast all the sweet potatoes you take back and sell them, you have to make a lot of money! At least more than you can supply.

"Brother-in-law, the sale of roasted sweet potatoes will stop at the end of the year! The blessings of the mountain gods are precious. Too much is not precious. Mu Qingqiu said this, seeing that Zhang Dacheng suddenly realized that he was a little regretful, and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, don't worry, there are no roasted sweet potatoes." Isn't it possible to scone cakes? ”

As he spoke, he reached out and patted the bucket and continued, "This thing is a good thing. Wait for the last two days of the New Year's Festival, and my brother-in-law will buy scones! White flour cakes and multigrain cakes are all ready, and the brother-in-law will decide for himself when the time comes. ”

No matter how delicious the roasted sweet potato is, you can't eat it every day. In fact, Zhang Dacheng also felt that although the business of roasted sweet potatoes has been good recently, it is not as prosperous as it was at the beginning.

Farewell Zhang Dacheng. Mu Qingqiu and the others went to the market again.

Today almsgiving has begun, and many beggars have already received their food. Seeing Mu Qingqiu, he called the Bodhisattva and Miss to say hello.

Mu Qingqiu subconsciously went to find Xiao Yu, but the little guy seemed to be a little out of spirit, wilting, and even Mu Qingqiu went to look for him, but he didn't have much energy.

What's going on? Mu Qingqiu's heart tightened, he took a few steps over, touched the little guy's head, there was no fever, and his forehead was cold.

"Xiao Yu, where is your little brother?" I didn't see the little boy who usually took care of Xiao Yu today.

"Sister." When Xiao Yu saw Mu Qingqiu, a big smile appeared on her pale little face, and then she wilted again, muttering in her mouth: "My brother is sleeping, and he has been sleeping for a long time, but he doesn't wake up." Speaking of the little brother who couldn't be called, Xiao Yu's mouth was deflated, and he was a little aggrieved.

…… It's been a long time......

Mu Qingqiu sighed in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good, but his face did not show it, he looked around, and asked, "Xiao Yu, didn't your little brother go to work with his uncle?" What about uncle? ”

At the mention of his uncle, Xiao Yu blinked his eyes, thought about it, as if he had a long time away, and replied after a long while: "I don't know wow!" It's been a long time since I've seen my uncle. ”

This answer made Mu Qingqiu's heart feel even worse.

"Xiao Yu, you take my sister to see your little brother, okay?"

Mu Qingqiu took Xiao Yu's little hand, his little hand was also cold, in fact, Xiao Yu didn't wear a lot, the clothes on his body were still bought by Mu Qingqiu, in order not to be obtrusive, he bought a gray jacket sewn from coarse cloth, which was very inconspicuous.

"Oh!" Xiao Yu was very well-behaved, and when she heard that Mu Qingqiu was going to see her brother, she was very happy, and immediately led the way in front.

Following Xiao Yu, Mu Qingqiu and Mu Qingxuan entered the middle of the house, and Hao Pingsheng's sister and brother stayed in Xiangshuyuan to familiarize themselves with the environment, so at this time, Mu Qingqiu and his younger brother followed Xiao Yu.

When he arrived in an unfamiliar environment, he was inevitably more vigilant, looking at Xiao Yu's thin body, Mu Qingqiu couldn't help frowning.

She didn't know what was going on inside the beggars, and she had always seen a man who seemed to take good care of Xiao Yu and his little brother, thinking that these three people were a small group of beggars, whether they were related by blood or not, it was a blessing to take care of each other.

However, has the uncle who took care of Xiao Yu's brother and brother not appeared for a long time?

Xiao Yu's brother slept for a long, long time, what does it mean?

Mu Qingqiu already had some guesses in her heart, that uncle, she didn't know where she went, but Xiao Yu's brother was eighty percent ......

Thinking of the little boy who was only seven or eight years old, Mu Qingqiu couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart.

These children should be the most carefree at their age, but the fact is that the pressure of life is too early on their thin shoulders, depriving them of too much innocence and even life.

Turning around in the middle of the road, he arrived at a civilian area in the southernmost part of Guyang Town, and the scene like a refugee camp surprised Mu Qingqiu very much.

Due to a few snowfalls this winter, there is obviously too much moisture in the grass, and it is already a little moldy and black, and there is a smell of mold in the air. This area was supposed to be a sunny place, but the streets were too narrow for the sun to shine in.

Mu Qingqiu couldn't help but want to cover her nose, but looking at the people who were shrinking on the side of the street, one by one describing her thinness, her hand couldn't reach up.

Someone along the way stretched out his hand to beg for something, but Mu Qingqiu was stunned and ignored it.

Xiao Yu pulled Mu Qingqiu skillfully through the narrow streets, and after another round of twists and turns, about a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Yu stopped in front of a small grass hut.

After stopping, Xiao Yu's small body was a little tense, he let go of Mu Qingqiu's hand, and poked his head out at the door of the grass hut to look inside.

Looking back at Mu Qingqiu again, his voice was a little angry and a little aggrieved and whispered: "The stinky girl said that my brother is dead, but my brother is obviously sleeping, and going in will wake him up." "Stinky is also a child of the slums. (To be continued.) )

ps: In the middle of the night, a chapter was posted, and the name was [Dead], uh, and it was cold ~~