The shopkeeper was asked by the owner, and the sweat on his back flowed down.

He didn't expect to ask about such a ridiculous thing. It's just that the person who said it swore that the girl must have the help of the mountain god, so she was not bitten to death by the big tiger.

Lu Ziji shook his head and chuckled. Others don't know, but he knows it very well. The fatal part of the tiger's head was made of a weapon, and the wound was a sword wound at a glance, the wound was smooth and smooth, and the sword was definitely a rare weapon in the world.

Whether it is a human or an animal, the skull is the hardest, and the one who can pierce the skull of a tiger with a sword is not only good in weapons, but also in martial arts. And as far as he knew, there was exactly only one person in this white-headed town who met this condition.

It's just that I don't know what the little girl has to do with him? If it was said that he had a good heart and saved someone's life, he didn't believe it. However, the shopkeeper Bao also made it clear that there were no people inside and outside the village, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Thinking about it, Lu Ziji felt that he couldn't figure it out. Could it be that Yang Shen suddenly had a good heart? Thinking of this, Lu Ziji felt that his mood suddenly improved. A soft-hearted person is bound to have weaknesses.

He was able to control the situation up and down the Lu family in such a short period of time because he was good at checking people's hearts.

The shopkeeper saw that the owner's expression relaxed, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he asked softly: "Dongjia, that little girl is said to have been taken to her house by the eldest daughter of Yunlai Village to live temporarily. It is said that this little girl offended the rich family of Yunlai Village, so she came to take refuge. ”

Lu Ziji waved his hand and said indifferently: "Forget it, it's just a yellow-mouthed child, you don't need to check it anymore!" The shopkeeper nodded and retreated.

The shopkeeper dragged his chubby body downstairs, and now he feels uncomfortable because of the sweat on his back. Before he could call someone, the chef who greeted the guest came over and said to him: "Shopkeeper, Lin Zi said that Lao Huang, who sells breakfast in the market, has launched a novel gadget to eat in the past few days. No one seems to have seen it, but it's cheap, filling, and sweet. ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately forgot the discomfort of sweat on his body. He is a businessman, and he has the most sensitive touch of a businessman. Eating food that has never been seen before, and being cheap and delicious, is a sign that you can make money.

"Have you inquired? Or have you tried it yourself? Shopkeeper Bao looked at Chef Ding Yidao and asked. He knows that Ding Yidao's only hobby is cooking. If you come across a good ingredient, you will definitely study it thoroughly and then make delicious food, which is not an exaggeration.

Ding Yidao nodded and said, "I asked Lin Zi to buy two, I tasted one just now, and I really haven't seen this kind of thing." He said as he walked towards the kitchen with the bag shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper, who was already sweating on his back, stood in this kitchen, only to feel that people were even hotter. Although the kitchen room in the guest room is large enough, there are a lot of things cooking in it, and many things on the stove are steaming.

The temperature is more than a few degrees higher than outside.

But Ding Yidao didn't care about this at all, walked to a table, and picked up a thing in the bowl with two pointed ends and a purple-red skin.

"This is what Lao Huang sells?" The shopkeeper took out the handkerchief in his sleeve and wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose and forehead.

"Yes, shopkeeper, don't look down on this thing, it tastes really good." Ding Yidao handed it to the shopkeeper with some reluctance, indicating that he would eat something and take a look, and he knew that he was not lying.

The shopkeeper took the sweet potato handed over by Ding Yidao, only to feel that it was soft in his hand, and he couldn't help but break it lightly with both hands. The sweet potato was broken into two pieces, and the inside was yellow and yellow, but something more delicate than the egg yolk.

He hesitated for a moment, then took a bite into the yellow place. As soon as the sweet potato entered his mouth, the shopkeeper's eyes suddenly lit up. Sure enough, it was a good meal, and if this thing entered his welcoming home, he could guarantee that it would be popular.

"What's this thing called? How many does Lao Huang sell? The shopkeeper asked after a pause.

Ding Yidao said with a little hatred: "This guy only sells for three cents." It is said that ten texts can be given to four, and I don't know who gave the bad idea. He deeply felt that such a beautiful food had been spoiled by a layman.

The shopkeeper heard what he said, but he only felt that the person who gave the idea was really proficient in business. Let people use the mood of taking advantage of small advantages to attract customers to buy more of their own things.

The interest of seven points rose directly to nine points. It seems that he is not only going to meet with Lao Huang to see if he can buy the ownership of this food from him, but also to see who gave him the idea.

On the other hand, Lin Xiaoman didn't expect that the idea he gave to Lao Huang would make Lao Huang's early stall not be able to stall, and the food made inside and out would be sold out.

Lao Huang thought that he must have lost money today, and when he counted the copper plates in the cash cabinet, it was more than double that of yesterday. I was still annoyed that I had listened to a little girl's words, and I was overjoyed.

Excitedly took Lin Xiaoman's hand and said, "Xiaoman, I didn't expect the idea you gave my uncle to be so useful." It's just that those people have bought so much, will they come back tomorrow? Thinking of this, Lao Huang asked worriedly.

Lin Xiaoman pursed his lips, smiled, and said, "Uncle, this sweet potato top grain, after they buy it and eat it, they will know the benefits." I'm sure I'll buy it again, but tomorrow we won't have to cook so much to sell! When it is sold out, let the people who come to buy it wait until tomorrow to buy it. Uncle only needs to make some other food and sell it according to your usual needs, and don't do too much, so as not to waste any leftovers. ”

Lao Huang was puzzled and said, "Why is this?" If someone wants to buy something, why don't they sell it to others? Isn't this money not to be earned? ”

Lin Xiaoman knew that the ancients didn't know what hunger marketing was, and people were always like this, the more they couldn't get it, the more eager they were. And this sweet potato in her time could only be regarded as a coarse grain.

But here, it's new. I have never been eaten, and if I meet everyone's needs at once, eating is just a full meal, and it will not be rare anymore.

In addition, it takes a certain amount of time for the sweet potatoes in her space to mature, and it is necessary to ensure that there are enough gold coins to buy seeds, and it is best to have an extra balance.

Therefore, this sweet potato must not be sold more.

The title of the book is "The Lady Comes to the Moon", ISBN: 3386274

Introduction: In her previous life, she was a beautiful girl, and she was talented. In this life, the black-faced wine lady, she is famous all over the world.

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