Jiang Zhilian returned to her stall and took out all the things she brought from the big bamboo basket as if she were juggling.

Two large jars for sauce, five small bowls, five small wooden spoons, one large iron spoon, one large and one small cardboard.

Before the things were set up, some people gathered around to watch the excitement.

The tall and thin guy with a cigarette looked at the small cardboard and read it word by word: "Free, fee, try, eat." ”

The fat brother who came with him pointed to the big cardboard, stretched his tone and said: "Tempeh fish sauce, a spoonful and a half catty and six cents, two spoonfuls and a catty piece." ”

was swept by them, and suddenly a few more people came around.

An eldest sister carrying an apple in her net pocket said, "Little girl, what kind of sauce are you, it sells so expensive." A pound and a dollar, you are almost catching up with the price of pork. Whoever buys your black sauce with this money will definitely buy meat to eat! ”

"Sister, you try it first. Expensive or not, you can draw conclusions after tasting it. Jiang Zhilian scooped a small spoonful of sauce into each of the five small bowls, picked up one of the bowls, and handed it to the eldest sister who spoke before.

Since ancient times, it has been said that Wang Po sells melons and boasts.

Who doesn't say that their things are good, whether they are good or not, no matter how much they say, it's useless.

So it's better to let the guests taste it for themselves, a good taste is worth a thousand words.

Seeing that the eldest sister hesitated, Jiang Zhilian knew what she was worried about, so she smiled at her, "It's free, I won't charge you money if it's delicious or not." ”

"Don't charge money, you can be sure, if you don't want money, then I'll taste it......" The eldest sister put the net bag at her feet, scooped a little sauce into her palm, and licked it with the tip of her tongue first.

The sauce is peculiar and rich, and it is a taste that has not been eaten before.

Surprise flashed in her eyes, and she ate the rest of the sauce in one bite.

There are pieces of minced fish in the sauce, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes, and the mouth is full of relish, and the appetite is opened.

The slightly salty sauce is especially suitable for bibimbap, and it will definitely taste good when cooking with a little bit of it.

"How? Isn't it fishy? Someone next to him asked curiously.

The eldest sister shook her head, "It's not fishy at all, and there is an indescribable sweetness." ”

"Really?" Someone skeptically followed suit and took a bite.

"Yo, girl, the craft is okay! What do you put here? ”

Jiang Zhilian hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled brightly, "Exclusive secret recipe!" ”

The person who asked the question was also interested, and did not ask again, "Hahahahaha, it's an ancestral one, it's amazing!" ”

Several people who have tried it have praised the fish sauce, and although the price is not low, they are definitely affordable.

Once the sense of taste and taste is captured, it is difficult for man to compete with the instinctive appetite.

In these days, plastic bags and disposable cutlery are not used much, and it will cost more to buy glass bottles, so Jiang Zhilian did not prepare these, and people who want to buy sauce need to bring their own lunch boxes or bottles to fill them.

The tall and thin guy with a cigarette in his mouth lived close to him, and immediately went back to the dormitory to get an empty canned bottle, and he was the first to pay for it.

"Give me a pound, my grandfather has lost his appetite, just to make him appetizing."

Although a dollar is a lot, it is gone after smoking a few packs of cigarettes and drinking some alcohol. Anyway, you can't save any money, it's better to honor the old than to squander it.

"Okay!" Jiang Zhilian accepted the money and opened in a prosperous manner.

"You're not going to be short of two, are you?" The guy asked casually.

Jiang Zhilian's spoon paused in the air and stopped.

She thought about it for a while, and immediately ran to the uncle next door who sold apples to borrow a scale.

"Empty cans and bottles, six taels."

Jiang Zhilian put down the scale, scooped two spoonfuls of sauce into the canned bottle, and weighed again.

"One pound and six taels, high." She showed everyone the weighing rod, "I have measured it several times at home, this spoon is half a catty, only more will not be less, everyone can buy it with confidence, it will not be bad." ”

"One pound is too much, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it. I just want to buy half a catty, half a catty, you count me as five cents? Anyway, a pound is not a piece, so if you calculate it like this, half a pound is only five cents. ”

The bargainers are coming!

It's strange that you can't meet a few bargainers when you set up a stall to sell goods.

Jiang Zhilian smiled all over her face, and her voice was crisp and refreshing, "Sister, you have reversed the account." My fish sauce is half a catty and six cents, and one catty should actually be two pieces of it! I bought too much, and I just erased the fraction of two cents. ”

"Then I buy two catties, can it be cheaper?" The crowd didn't know who threw out another question.

"Of course, the more you buy, the more discounts. If you buy two catties, I'll give you an eight. "Jiang Zhilian warmly welcomes everyone to come to the group purchase.

The scene is very lively, but there are not too many people who actually pay for it.

Except for the first young man, he basically only bought half a catty.

Jiang Zhilian had long expected this situation, and the new flavor of food was not the price of cabbage, and it would definitely take a process for everyone to accept it.

Besides, it will take a little time for the good word of mouth to spread.

It sold almost five catties in the morning, which is already a good start.

Some people don't have anything to do with the sauce on hand, so they say they come and buy it with their lunch boxes during the lunch break.

In this way, at the end of the day, it is not a problem to sell ten catties.

Jiang Zhilian came to sell twenty catties of fish sauce, and the jar was filled with just ten catties, and if half of it could be sold on the first day, this trip was not in vain.

But......

Wouldn't it be better if we could sell them all?

If you keep sticking to a stall, you will be shackled.

Around 10 a.m., most of the workers were working in the factory area, and there were few people on the street. Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang Zhilian wanted to sneak into the canteen of the factory to have a look.

"Uncle, I want to go around the neighborhood, can you help me look at the stall for a while?"

"Well, there's no one at this time. Go ahead, I'll watch it for you. ”

"Thank you!"

The uncle waved his hand, sat down under the roots of the tree, closed his eyes and began to close his eyes.

To enter the national cotton factory, you must have a work card, and outsiders must make a detailed registration.

Jiang Zhilian didn't have a letter of introduction, and she didn't have a suitable identity and reason, so she couldn't enter from the main gate at all.

She took a bowl of fish sauce with her, and turned directly to the low wall at the south gate of the national cotton factory.

The low wall is two meters high, and it is not easy to climb over the wall directly.

However, some small traders usually sneak in and find acquaintances to steal some private goods, so they hide a thick box in the grass not far away, so it is especially convenient to step on it and climb over the wall.

Jiang Zhilian discovered this secret place when she was exploring the road before, it can be said that the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, and at this time, she also pursued the doctrine of taking it and directly enjoyed this convenience.

The factory is very large, and she is a person who sneaks in, and it is not easy for her to ask where the canteen is, so she can only look for it by walking.

Just as she was looking left and right, she happened to see a truck carrying vegetables.

She trotted behind the wall, and soon found the big canteen of the national cotton factory.