Gao Sheng asked Zhang Dazhu to maintain the order of the scene and make peace with himself.

After he reconciled the noodles, while waiting for the dough to rise, Butcher Zhang actually asked people to put a long table under the shade of the tree, and the other was soft.

There were kettles and bowls on the long table, and Butcher Zhang sat on the soft floor and drank water, taking advantage of the cold, and did not bid, waiting to see the jokes of Gao Shengyi.

Old Man Gao saw Butcher Zhang's leisurely appearance, and his face became more and more ugly.

"The louder the better."

"What are you shouting?"

Zhang Dazhu asked with a sad face, he used to give away steamed buns for free, if he shouted again, there would be no hair before the market closed, and tomorrow Zhang Butcher will take someone to take Gao Yue away.

"Just follow what the third brother taught you before." Gao Sheng explained with a smile, not in a hurry at all.

"Ahh Zhang Dazhu was taken aback, and also delivered steamed buns for free, didn't he push his daughter into the fire pit?

"What are you doing with the pestle, shouting!" Seeing him hesitate, Gao Sheng's face turned cold and reprimanded.

"Outside the mountain, Qingshan Lou outside the building, my steamed bun is a cow ......"

Zhang Dazhu was helpless, and continued to shout in a loud voice.

With the shouting and shouting, Butcher Zhang, who was drinking water, almost choked to death with a mouthful of water, and he didn't sell him a steamed bun for four cents, but he dared to deliver it for free, and he was also fat, didn't this make it clear that he was doing it against him?

When Old Man Gao heard the shouting, he had the heart to kill Zhang Dazhu, what kind of trouble is this, he is really going to send his granddaughter to the fire pit?

"Bastard, do you have to be willing to harm the girl?" The old man jumped like thunder and shouted at Gao Sheng: "Don't forget, Yaya is the granddaughter of the old man, so you can't help it!" ”

"You also know that Yaya is your granddaughter?" Gao Sheng asked the old man disdainfully.

"Son of ......" Old man Gao almost jumped to his feet, Gao Sheng's rhetorical question, just poked at his pain, and he picked up the flat burden to teach Gao Sheng a lesson.

As soon as the flat pole in the old man's hand was raised, he heard Gao Sheng sneer: "For four years, I haven't even asked my granddaughter, but now I know that Yaya is your granddaughter?" ”

As soon as the old man heard this rhetorical question again, the hand he was holding began to tremble, and the flat pole stopped in the air, unable to smash it.

Ever since Gao Sheng went against his will and had to marry the frail and sickly Chen, he and Gao Sheng were like enemies.

"Old man, don't fight." The old lady hurriedly stopped in front of the old man, with a sad face, to be honest, how could her son not feel distressed?

The old man stepped forward and wanted to pull the old lady away, but found that the crowd of onlookers looked at him with interest, and he was shocked, this is in public, he can't afford to lose this face.

"That's it." The old man dropped the flat pole in his hand, and if he made any more trouble, he would only show outsiders the excitement, and even more to the butcher Zhang on the side.

Gao Sheng didn't expect the old man to stop, which also made him think more about his cheap father.

At this moment, the sun is rising, and the people of all villages who come to Shanghe Village to catch up with Wei are crowded with villages and cities.

And the people who got the news, for a product of this steamed bun dim sum, all came to the village and city, watched people line up, and also lined up.

There were more and more people, and the long queue actually lined up in front of the gate of King Zheng's Villa.

If it weren't for the majestic majesty of the four sword-wielding guards in the courtyard, the crowd waiting for steamed buns in line would have been able to line up into the courtyard.

The herd mentality of the common people is not only found in modern times, but also in ancient times.

It seems that the people in the courtyard also got the news, and several maids and servants also left the courtyard and lined up with the common people.

Seeing that the line was getting longer and longer, Gao Sheng knew that he was one step closer to the plan.

And the people who came out of King Zheng's courtyard were also willing to line up, not competing for the first place with their identity, but they made him impressed.

His original intention was not to sell steamed buns, but to use the propaganda method of selling steamed buns to sell alkaline water.

It's a pity that this group of people in the Tang Dynasty only knew that the steamed buns were delicious, but they didn't know why the steamed buns were so delicious.

If Gao Sheng wants to maximize the benefits of alkaline water, it is impossible to find a squire, and only the master of King Zheng's courtyard can give him the greatest benefit.

Poor to the extreme, naturally mercenary.

This is also the reason why he set up a stall in front of King Zheng's courtyard behind the village and city, and asked Zhang Dazhu to shout loudly and distribute steamed buns for free, the purpose is to attract the attention of the owner in King Zheng's courtyard.

At this moment, the scorching sun is scorching, scorching all living things, and even the wind is carrying layers of heat waves, making people unbearable hot.

When the noodles are distributed, the steamed buns are steamed, and then distributed one by one, the people queuing up under the scorching sun are hot like dogs.

The steamed buns have been deliberately made small, with four layers of steamers, fifty or sixty steamed buns in one pot, just in time for the turn of the maids and servants who came out of the courtyard to line up, and the second batch of steamed buns just out of the pot is gone.

Seeing the people who received the steamed buns eating happily, the white and tender steamed buns in their hands were crowned with words such as "really not sour, so soft, so sweet, so delicious" and so on.

At last, the maidservants and slaves, who had been waiting in the scorching sun for an hour, as if they had been fished out of the water, ran away.

"You're a good merchant, you dare to brush me and wait."

"I waited for almost an hour under the scorching sun, but we didn't have steamed buns when it was our turn, what do you mean?"

"Although we are subordinates, we are also subordinates in the palace courtyard, you merchant, dare to look down on us?"

...... "Slaves and slaves, you and I say one sentence after another, and they are all ascending.

"Don't worry, I'll make another pot of steamed buns immediately, everyone has a share." Gao Sheng smiled and comforted the maids and servants in the courtyard.

"How long is it to make another pot?" A pretty maid asked impatiently.

"Mix the noodles, make the noodles, make the steamed buns and steam them, about an hour." Gao Sheng continued to reply seriously: "You have to wait, if you leave, let others take the lead, I am not responsible." ”

“……”

The maids and servants were collectively dumbfounded, just now they were all basking in the sun for most of the hour, hot as dogs, sweating one by one, finally waiting for them, but the steamed buns were gone.

If the steamed bun is gone, it will be gone, and you can still wait in line, but if you wait for an hour under the scorching sun, you will not suffer from heat stroke, and you will become a human being.

"You're unreasonable!" The pretty woman, whose cheeks were red from the sun, cursed.

"Don't wait, the little lady will do it herself." Gao Sheng stretched out his hands and shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless.

The pretty maid was angry, kicked her leg fiercely, and screamed: "You merchant, there is a kind of waiting, there is a time when you feel good!" Then he turned and walked away.

The lowly maids and slaves also hurried out of the procession with her, and turned and walked towards the gate of the other courtyard, as if the pretty maid was the leader of the group.

Old Man Gao saw Gao Sheng leaving a group of servants in the courtyard, and his face became darker and darker.

If he hadn't suddenly felt that he owed something to this third son, he would have to lift his burden again.

"This foolish thing even offends the people in King Zheng's courtyard!"

Butcher Zhang, who was watching the excitement next to him, sneered, the real master of King Zheng's courtyard is Li Yuanyi, the uncle of His Majesty the Emperor today, and even he, a village tyrant, encountered a slave in the courtyard, even if it was an inferior slave who poured a night pot, he put on a low voice and tried his best to please.

As the saying goes, it depends on the master to beat a dog, Gao Sheng embarrassed King Zheng's servants, this group of servants just found a reason, and it was not easy to clean up Gao Sheng......