"Forty catties of tofu is just a thing, it's not sinking, and it doesn't take much effort."

Zhuang Qingning smiled and poked his head into the courtyard: "Uncle Zhang is here?" ”

"Master, it's not a coincidence, Master just went out, saying that he was going to buy something, probably to buy some spices for the kitchen or something."

Lian Rong raised his eyes and smiled: "Miss Zhuang has something to find Master?" ”

"Well, I have pickled some salted duck eggs at home, and I want to ask Uncle Zhang to taste them and see how they taste." Zhuang Qingning said, took out the salted duck eggs wrapped in the cloth bag, and handed them to Lian Rong.

"These two are for you."

Seeing this, Lian Rong's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

Zhuang Qingning said that it was the salted duck eggs at home, and let Zhang Yongchang taste it, but the signature dish in Fushun Building, the golden loin, is made of salted egg yolk, Zhuang Qingning wants Zhang Yongchang to taste this salted duck egg, and he estimates that he wants to introduce his own salted duck eggs to see if Fushun Building accepts them.

Zhuang Qingning is a businessman.

What's more, I haven't forgotten that they are small fish and shrimp, and the benefits of small profits should be given or given, which not only makes people feel face-saving, but also feels comfortable and tight.

Lian Rong took the salted duck egg with a smile on his face, and said, "Miss Zhuang, don't worry, when the master comes back, I will give the duck egg to the master and ask him to taste it." ”

"It's hard to think that Miss Zhuang is still thinking about me, but it happens that I am busy in the morning, and I don't care about having breakfast, so I will find a cake later, and eat two bites of this salted duck egg."

After getting the benefits, Lian Rong naturally expressed his gratitude.

"Then you just want to taste it, and if you think something is inappropriate, just tell me." Zhuang Qingning smiled: "Then you are busy first, and I will also go to see the tofu stall." ”

"Miss Zhuang walks slowly." Lian Rong picked up the tofu, took the salted duck eggs, and went to the back kitchen.

Zhuang Qingning returned to the tofu stall, and then sold his own tofu and those salted duck eggs.

Salted duck eggs are neither sold nor tasted, but only placed next to the tofu, in a very conspicuous position, which attracts people who buy tofu and can't help but take a few looks.

"Little girl, is this a salted duck egg?" An old man who often comes to buy tofu can't help but ask.

"It's salted duck eggs." Zhuang Qingning nodded and replied with a smile: "Yesterday it was just pickled, and today I will bring it to the town to see if I can buy it." ”

The old man laughed when he heard this: "When you sell tofu, you are still shouting and selling, and it is the turn of this salted duck egg, and you don't say a word, so can you still sell this salted duck egg?" Aren't you embarrassed to shout? ”

"Where?" Zhuang Qingning pursed his lips and smiled: "It's just that there are really not many salted duck eggs this time, except for those who eat them alone, there are only a few in the Manchurian Republic, and they are not worth selling, so I think that if anyone asks, they will sell it, and if they don't ask, they will keep it for themselves." ”

"You little girl is so interesting." The old man's laughter became more and more hearty: "But your tofu is so delicious, and the taste of this duck egg is not bad, how can you sell this salted duck egg?" I bought three or four, and ate peanuts and rice with wine at noon. ”

"Two for a penny."

"If it's not expensive, just ...... Let's have four. The old man said, and took the money out of the money bag around his waist.

"Wait!"

Drinking loudly out of thin air, the old man's hands trembled, and the money bag in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Even Zhuang Qingning was stunned, and looked up to see what happened.

Before she could see the innocent situation, Zhang Yongchang's hands were like a gust of wind, and he packed up all the salted duck eggs that Zhuang Qingning put in the bamboo basket.

"I want all these salted duck eggs, give you money!"

Zhang Yongchang held the salted duck egg in his arms with one hand, and he didn't bother to untie the money bag and count the money with the other, so he only threw the money bag to Zhuang Qingning and asked her to count it herself.

At this moment, the old man who was about to buy salted duck eggs was suddenly unhappy, squinted at Zhang Yongchang, and shouted: "Hey, I said Chef Zhang, this is the one I want to buy salted duck eggs here first, why did you suddenly insert a bar and snatch my duck eggs, what are you going to do?" Can't bully people? ”

"I don't like to hear this, what is bullying? This little girl sells salted duck eggs here, and I came to buy salted duck eggs, which is a very common thing, how can I bully people? ”

Zhang Yongchang was not to be outdone, and shouted with the old man: "Besides, you said that I robbed your duck eggs, what evidence is there?" ”

"I said I was going to buy four duck eggs, but I was paying for it, and you bought it, isn't this robbing me of duck eggs?"

"Hey, what you said is really interesting, you mean to buy, but you haven't finished paying for it, then this duck egg is still a human seller, then I bought duck eggs from a human seller, and I also paid for it, this transaction is justified, you say that robbing is a slander."

Zhang Yongchang glared and said: "According to what you say, am I looking for a shop at random, pointing to the things in the shop and saying, I plan to buy all of these, you are not allowed to buy them, if you buy them, you will rob me of things?" ”

"It's not nonsense, it's done, I bought all these salted duck eggs today, don't talk nonsense here, hurry up and leave."

"You're too much of a chef!" The old man couldn't say that Zhang Yongchang couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, so he simply cleared his throat and shouted at the people who came and went on the street: "Big guys, come and take a look, this chef of Fushun Building has bullied people here......"

Bully, Fushun Building.

are all keywords that are easy to be paid attention to, especially the chef of Fushun Building, or the head of the house to bully people, which inevitably makes people curious and think about it.

So, under the old man's shouting, the man gradually gathered around, wanting to see what was going on.

When he learned that these two big men were fighting over a few salted duck eggs, they were surprised and discussed.

"According to me, what the chef said in this chapter is right, they are all here to buy things, you don't take out the money, others can buy this thing, you can't just say that others have robbed things because others are fast, if you don't take money to buy it, you don't allow others to buy it?"

"I can't say that, this person is also going to take money, he has to pay for it, and he will be robbed again, who is not angry? If I want to put it on your head, you're angry, aren't you? ”

"There is some truth in it, but there is no way to judge this matter, who is right and who is wrong......"

"I don't care who is right and who is wrong, I just want to know how delicious the salted duck eggs sold by this little girl are, and can make two big men quarrel on the street without regard for their faces......"

"yes, how delicious is that?"

As a result, the focus of onlookers changed from the question of who was right and who was wrong at the beginning to how delicious the salted duck eggs made by Zhuang Qingning were.