Ye Qing heard a knock on the door, turned around and looked over, a little girl came in, looking only about ten years old.

Ye Qing walked over: "Little friend, are you okay?" ”

The little girl glanced at Ye Qing timidly, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, I'm looking for Teacher Chen." ”

"Teacher Chen has moved away, and we are new here."

The little girl's eyes suddenly darkened, tears were about to fall, and she thanked Ye Qing very politely: "Thank you, sister." ”

Turn around and run away.

Ye Qing also took a look and saw that the little girl had entered the house next door, although she was curious, she didn't take it to heart.

Ye Qing was worried about getting up to help Mao Hongyu make sugar and oil cakes, so he went to the space at night to take a bath and came out, quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep, and when he heard Ye Tiancheng's coughing in the yard, he quickly got up.

As a result, she got up late, Mao Hongyu was afraid of affecting Ye Zhinan's rest, so she moved all the boards in the yard, Ye Tiancheng was burning the fire, Mao Hongyu was making oil cakes with her hands and feet, and she also took care of the oil cakes in the pot.

There were already a dozen golden buttery sugar pancakes in the basket woven from the sorghum stalks brought from home, and a layer of brown sugar was brushed on them.

The smell of sweetness wafts through the air.

Seeing Ye Qing get up, Mao Hongyu lowered her voice: "Are we too loud for fear that you will wake up?" I'll just tell him to smoke less and smoke less! ”

Ye Qing waved his hand: "It's okay, Mom, I'll go wash my face and get oil cakes, so that it can be faster." ”

Quickly washed up, took the chopsticks and helped Mao Hongyu turn over the oil cake: "Is it possible to scoop up this color?" ”

Mao Hongyu watched it a few times on the side, and Ye Qing was able to get started skillfully.

Less than six o'clock, all the sugar and oil cakes were fried, a total of one hundred and ten of them, Mao Hongyu put one hundred and six sugar oil cakes neatly in the flat basket, and covered it with a brand new white gauze very carefully, and left four for Ye Zhinan and Ye Qing to eat.

While tidying up, he said to Ye Qing: "Your grandfather used to say that when you make food, you must not only look good but also be clean, so that you will win repeat customers." ”

Ye Qing agreed: "When the time comes, I will prepare a pair of chopsticks, and use the chopsticks to sandwich oil cakes for everyone." ”

Mao Hongyu felt that it made sense, and hurriedly went to get two pairs of clean chopsticks and came out.

Ye Tiancheng carried the basket, Ye Qing carried a square stool, and when the time came, it was good to put the basket, and Xia Hongyu carried it out of the door.

Before going out, Mao Hongyu shouted Ye Zhinan, asked him not to sleep over, left oil cakes in the pot, and got up to eat and go to school.

When the three of them were at the gate of the textile factory, the bell for the morning shift had just rang.

There are already a few people selling steamed buns, tea eggs, and fried dough sticks who have set up stalls.

Ye Qing looked at the stool next to the tea and egg stall and put it down, and shouted, "Dad, Mom, we are here." ”

The one who sold tea eggs was a little old, and she curiously leaned over to see what Ye Qing was selling, and when she saw that it was sugar and oil cakes, she was relieved.

also kindly reminded: "Hey, it's not easy for you to sell this, I saw that there was no fritters over there, and he also sold sugar pancakes a while ago, but he didn't sell them." ”

Ye Qing smiled and didn't speak, he couldn't sell it, there were only two reasons, one was that the things were too bad, and the other was that he wouldn't sell them.

When she used to manage the company, she told the sales department that there is never a product in this world that cannot be sold, only people who can't sell.

Besides, she just tasted half a sugar pancake at home, which was soft on the outside and soft on the inside, sweet and not greasy, and the taste was speechless. And Mao Hongyu's face is very good, and each oil cake looks very thick.

Mao Hongyu listened to it and took it seriously, and suddenly became anxious: "Qingqing, you don't like to eat this bite, right?" ”

Ye Qing patted her back and comforted: "Don't worry, we will definitely be able to sell it." ”

When the first batch of female workers came out, the people next to them had already begun to shout: "Meat buns, big meat buns, five cents each." ”

"The fritters, the fritters that came out of the pot first, are still hot, one hair at a time",

Even the old lady next to her began to rush and shout: "Tea eggs, big and delicious, one dime." ”

Mao Hongyu also wanted to shout, but when she opened her mouth, she felt that she couldn't shout, and Ye Tiancheng squatted next to her without saying a word, with an embarrassed face.

Ye Qing looked at it and picked up an oil cake, broke off a piece and handed it to the oncoming female worker, and recommended with a sweet smile: "Sister, try it, my mother just fried the sugar oil cake, it is crispy and fragrant, I promise you still want to eat it." ”

Seeing that she could still taste it for free, the female worker did not politely take it and put it in her mouth, chewed a few bites, her eyes changed, and she said to her companion next to her: "Hey, don't say it's really delicious, it's so delicious, I'm going to buy it." ”

Ye Qing hurriedly broke a piece for her companion, "Sister, it's been hard to work a night shift, and there is no taste in your mouth, how comfortable it is to eat sugar oil cakes." ”

"Two cents and one, how suitable."

As he spoke, he distributed the oil cake to the female workers around him, a piece of oil cake was divided into more than a dozen pieces, and the amount of one small bite per person was just the taste of people, and they were still unsatisfied.

Sugar pancakes are much more expensive than fritters, but eight out of ten people who have tasted them have been bought.

Ye Qing took two more to divide into the crowd, ushering in more waves of customers, after all, it is not cheap, some buy one, and buy two at most.

Mao Hongyu was in charge of loading the oil cakes, Ye Tiancheng was busy collecting money, and Ye Qing also came over to help collect the money after sending the sugar oil cakes, but fortunately, he deliberately changed the change in advance.

But in twenty minutes, a hundred sugar pancakes were sold out, and there were still three left, Ye Qing covered it with gauze and said that it would not be sold.

Some female workers who didn't buy it were curious: "Aren't you here to pay the next three?" Sell me one. ”

Ye Qing waved his hand and smiled: "I'm sorry, my parents got up in the middle of the night to work, and they haven't drunk a sip of water until now, this oil cake will be left for them for breakfast, you can buy tea and egg buns to eat first, and we will come back tomorrow morning." ”

The female worker was not angry, and praised Ye Qing's filial piety, and bought two tea eggs next door.

The lady who sells tea eggs is also very happy, and she feels that this country girl is beautiful and can do business.

When Ye Qing and the others left, they also stuffed a tea egg for them, and Mao Hongyu was not embarrassed to take a tea egg from someone else, and returned an oil cake, which could be regarded as making a new friend.

After Mao Hongyu and Ye Tiancheng went back, they didn't take care of breakfast, so they washed their hands and sat on the kang and began to count the money, and the hundred oil cakes were exactly twenty yuan after removing the change they brought over.

Mao Hongyu sighed: "I'm always worried that your father forgot to collect the money, or found the wrong money, but fortunately, it's all there." ”

Ye Qing smiled and comforted: "In the future, even if there is less, it will be normal, how can there be no mistakes in business, we must stabilize our mentality." ”

Mao Hongyu nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, let's send more noodles in the afternoon and fry more in the evening." ”

Ye Qing shook his head: "We will sell it at noon tomorrow, or prepare so much today." ”