Half an hour later

Zhang Qi rode a tricycle to the bearded uncle, stopped, took out the gas canister he had just bought, and set it up with a familiar car.

Then he took out the ingredients one by one, placed them on the car, and finally, he took out a big stereo.

"Qingjiang stockings factory closed down, the boss ran away with my sister-in-law, socks and pants were sold out, and now I sell finger cakes......!

The bearded uncle on the side: "You kid also sells finger cakes, what are you doing when you stopped here for two hours just now?"

His tone was not good, and he was a little worried at the thought that Zhang Qi had stopped next to his stall for those two hours, and that he had probably stolen his ancestral secret recipe.

Zhang Qi scratched his head and said, "Didn't you know how to do it just now, I want to learn from your experience, uncle." ”

"Won't you do it just now?" the bearded uncle frowned, and then noticed the white school uniform on Zhang Qi's body.

"It turns out that you are a student of No. 2 Middle School, you really can't do it?"

Zhang Qi nodded vigorously.

"This craft will never be practiced in a few years, and you kid still want to learn it in two hours, which is absolutely impossible, and I don't know what your adults think? ”

"Don't worry, uncle!" Zhang Qi said.

The bearded uncle over there didn't say much, he came to business.

At this moment, the sky is groggy, the high-rise buildings on both sides block the afterglow of the sunset, and there are gradually more people in the square, and the spiritual and material life here in Qingjiang Town is still very rich.

Qingjiang City is located in the south of the Yangtze River, the climate is humid all year round, and the economic level is not high, but it is a very suitable place to live and retire.

Zhang Qi hadn't come to business yet, so he thought about making one first and trying it.

Tut......

Five minutes later, looking at the blackened and miserable-looking finger cakes, Zhang Qi was a little embarrassed.

Acquiring [junior cooking] skills by himself is not a way for him to be able to learn the world's cuisine, but for the improvement of his cooking skills.

Only if he can cook the same dish will the food he makes will be delicious.

There are a lot of limitations.

In line with the principle of not wasting food, Zhang Qi ate it in a big gulp.

"Hmm...... Delicious!"

The uncle not far away looked at Zhang Qi and sighed, this kid is so pitiful!

What kind of finger cakes have been burned?

As everyone knows, this finger cake is really delicious.

Finally, after Zhang Qi waited for more than ten minutes, his first business came to the door.

It's a little couple.

The woman pestered the man to buy her a bag of lipstick, but the boy had no money, but he didn't dare to say it, so he said that he would come out to eat something first.

The uncle's business was too good, and the girl came directly to Zhang Qi in order to buy bags of lipstick and cosmetics as soon as possible.

"Two finger cakes, okay!"

Zhang Qi rubbed his hands and started work immediately.

After a while, two black charcoals full of fragrance appeared in front of this couple.

Couple: "???"

Is that a finger cake?

The boy looked at Zhang Qi's immature face and immediately became unwilling.

"No, can you eat this one? Is this a finger cake? You can redo it for us!"

Zhang Qi smiled: "Don't worry, you can definitely eat it, it is full of color, flavor and flavor, and it is non-toxic and pollution-free, this is a new variety of finger cakes, black charcoal hand cakes, ancestral old craftsmanship, not passed on to men...... Ahem, I'm sure you'll want to eat it a second time!"

"Boy, you'd better not bluff me? Look what's going on on your loudspeaker?"

"Qingjiang hosiery factory closed down......"

Zhang Qi was stunned, no wonder his business was so bad, it turned out that after listening to this megaphone, he couldn't believe him.

It seems that I have to think of a word when I go back, and I can learn the language in the early hours of tonight, and I won't have to hold back a few tall words when the time comes.

"Little brother and sister, you two might as well taste this finger cake of mine first, don't worry, you won't die if you taste it!"

Looking at the suspicious eyes of the two people in front of him, Zhang Qi patted his chest and assured.

Finally, the boy took it and tasted it first.

"How's it going?" asked the girlfriend next to her.

The boy closed his eyes, and at some point, two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

"I think of Grandma! I want to go home!"

The female companion bit the letter suspiciously, and the same expression appeared on her face the next moment.

"Woooooooooo......oo It's so delicious! I'm homesick too, let's go, let's go home, don't buy any bags and cosmetics. ”

A smile appeared on Zhang Qi's face, and when the boy left, Zhang Qi pointed to the megaphone, and the boy instantly understood. I made an OK gesture.

Victory in the first battle.

Now just wait for the boy to give him publicity, and the money will roll in.

Although this finger cake looks a little worse, the taste is absolutely unforgettable.

About half an hour, Zhang Qi also came to three or four groups of guests, two were directly persuaded to leave, and the rest were under Zhang Qi's flickering, took a small bite, and went back full of joy.

That's not a lot of guests.

Zhang Qi wondered, could it be that the boy took the girl directly to the hotel? Why didn't he promote it?

It stands to reason that if he helps him solve such a big problem, even if he doesn't have the financial resources, it's better to publicize it.

After a long while, the boy ran back sweating profusely and handed something in his hand to Zhang Qi.

"Thank you just now, give, this is the megaphone you wanted!"

Zhang Qi: "???"

I'm talking about promoting my finger cakes, and I just pointed to the megaphone, don't you understand the subconscious meaning?

Zhang Qi's face darkened, why? Such an upright straight man in front of him could find the young lady, but he couldn't find his true daughter?

Hurriedly asked the boy to return the megaphone and say his thoughts directly.

The boy looked embarrassed and went back......

7:00~8:00 p.m. is the best time for business.

Under the boy's hard work, people kept coming to Zhang Qi, enduring the bad appearance, and after eating it, it was another world.

So more and more people came to Zhang Qi to buy, just after eight o'clock, Zhang Qi had been sold out, just in this hour and a half, Zhang Qi's profit has exceeded three digits.

A victorious start!

On the other side, the bearded uncle found out that Zhang Qi was selling better than him, and he couldn't help but be in disbelief.

Hurriedly leaned over and whispered, "You kid, did you add that to the seasoning?"

When Zhang Qi heard this, he hurriedly said: "Uncle, I am a good Chinese son and daughter who abides by the law, and the reason why I can sell so quickly is because of my ancestral craftsmanship." ”

Uncle's face darkened, and he was obviously next to me two hours ago and didn't leave, specifically recording the practice.

And now you're telling me it's an ancestral heirloom?

Are you funny?

Zhang Qi promised that he must give this uncle a taste of his unique skills on Sunday night, and then he was let go.

When he returned home, Zhang Qi looked at the pile of change in his hand and squinted with a smile.

Today is also a day of abundant money!

It's just that his finger cake seems to have determined his image, and he can't change his charred appearance.

What's the name?

Zhang Qi is not satisfied with setting up a stall, he obviously wants to make it bigger and stronger.

Let's call you Jiao Taiyang!