I saw a guy with a big shoulder and a round waist across the street, holding three steaming cage drawers and walking towards this side.

"Madam, here comes the bun you wanted." The guy said to Mu Yingbao as he looked around to put the cage drawer down.

Brother Hui immediately got up, moved his chair over, and motioned to put it on the chair.

"Trouble brother, give you a score of six for each serving, and I'll just do three." Mu Yingbao knew that if she didn't let the guys share it, those people might be embarrassed to let go of the food.

"Okay." The man responded, so he picked up the lotus leaf on the lid of the cage drawer and divided them one by one.

"Madam, how can I let you break the bank?" The old village chief was embarrassed to see that his villagers were embarrassed to look at him, and he was very embarrassed.

"What did the old village chief say, you don't need to be polite with me, hurry up and let everyone eat while it's hot, it's not enough, let's call it again." Mu Yingbao looked at these simple fishermen and felt a little uncomfortable.

Three baskets of steamed buns plus eleven bowls of wontons, a total of only two dollars of silver, for yourself, this is really a very small amount of money, a small amount of money to buy some snacks.

However, let them do so.

"We're all our own people, you're welcome, if you do this again, I won't dare to ask for those fish and shrimp that will be given to me for free in the future." Mu Yingbao said with a smile.

When the old village chief heard this, he also hurriedly spoke; "Since Madame has said so, you are welcome."

As soon as the old village chief spoke, everyone took the buns one after another.

After the three steamed buns were divided, there were still some left, and Mu Yingbao asked the guy to divide them again.

The buns were just divided, and the steaming and fragrant chicken soup wontons were brought over there with a tray.

This scene can make the people on the side of the stall envious, nibbling on the cake and looking at this side greedily. I'm curious, what are these strange hawkers selling? This owner is so generous!

What made Mu Yingbao even more sad was that she thought that if she asked the guys to divide the buns, these people would be able to let go of eating.

But no, no matter the adults or the children who came with Haibei, they only ate the wontons cleanly, and there was no soup left, but the buns ate one or two, saying that they were full.

Mu Yingbao knew that she was full, and she clearly wanted to save it and take it back to the elderly and children at home.

However, she did not puncture.

This time, we must find a way to get a big customer and sign a long-term supply contract.

In this way, we can really help them and make their families willing to eat steamed buns.

Kong Lian, who was disguised as a firewood seller not far away, saw this scene and smiled.

Xin said that these people are polite to her, with her financial resources, even if she invites them to eat buns for a lifetime, she can afford to invite them.

Seeing Tao Qingyuan looking over to him, Kong Lian did not bow his head in a panic.

From this ghostly expression, it was certain that the old man had probably found himself with him.

So, not only did he not turn his head, but he also smiled at Tao Qingyuan.

However, Old Man Tao did not respond.

Tao Qingyuan can now be sure that the purpose of this Kong gang leader is his granddaughter at all!

Even if it was a good thing, Tao Qingyuan didn't appreciate it. Because he felt that the other party's move was not out of retribution at all, but with ulterior motives, hum! What about the lord of a gang, who has a wife and a concubine, this alone is not qualified!

Even if the girl doesn't mind, it's useless, and the prince who doesn't know how angry he is, will definitely not agree.

Although Tao Qingyuan is not married, he still has a deep understanding of men.

For women like this, they are all stingy and generous, and whether they like the facial features or not, anyway, even if they can't get it, they won't let others go, especially people with the status of the prince!

Here, the wonton bowl was also returned to the shop by Haibei's father.

Before the merchant ship arrived, Mu Yingbao personally set up the stall, hanging two samples of shell curtains on one side, and ornaments made of shells and conch on the other.

As soon as it was placed, it attracted a lot of pedestrians.

After living by the sea for so long, I never thought that these things everywhere could make so many useful and beautiful things.

There are a lot of onlookers, all of whom come to see the excitement freshly.

There are also some who ask the price, but no one buys it, although they like it.

Things that are everywhere have to be bought for money? Wouldn't it be nice to go back and pick up some and wear them yourself!

"Calm down, we want merchants, not them." Mu Yingbao looked at the villagers with slightly depressed faces and spoke to reassure.

It's easy to get started with these things, and the materials are everywhere, and today, there must be people who follow suit and sell them.

For this, Mu Yingbao has thought of it a long time ago.

But you can't just stop doing it, or do it secretly.

The key issue is actually in the sales link.

If there is no merchant to talk to this day, Mu Yingbao decides to fund the old village chief to build a caravan and bring things out to sell.

Mu Yingbao believes that these handicrafts are definitely marketable.

Not far away, someone pointed this way; "Brother Wen, look, why are there so many people around over there, I don't know what kind of rare thing it is."

Wen Zanghua looked at it and said disapprerovingly; "It's been so many years on this street, when have you ever seen a rare thing that is so fresh?"

"Brother Wen, you have locked yourself in your room all day long to study, and you finally came out to walk around, can you not be so disappointing. If there is anything new, let's go and see. The man said as he dragged Wen Zanghua in the direction of the stall.

"Fang Ziyu, if you do this again, I won't come out with you in the future." Wen Zanghua wanted to struggle, but the person who dragged him was a martial arts practitioner with too much strength.

"Get out of the way." dragged people to the periphery of the stall, and Fang Ziyu shouted very domineeringly.

The people who were originally gathered around the stall were very dissatisfied when they heard the shouting, but when they looked back at the people, they immediately shut up obediently and let go.

People who have been at the dock all the year round know that this is not an ordinary person, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a tyrant on Sanyang Wharf.

Although there is a yamen at Sanyang Wharf, the best person to speak here is not the county official in the yamen, but the father, Fang Shitang.

Some of the largest shops on Sanyang Wharf are his family's.

Not only that, the Fang family also has a dart bureau and a martial arts hall.

The Fang family has been practicing martial arts for several generations, and Fang Ziyu's grandfather also had a meritorious service in saving the car and was rewarded by the emperor.

Therefore, in this place, the Fang family is the king of this place.

said that Fang Ziyu was the little overlord here, but he didn't harm anyone, but he was arrogant on weekdays.

As soon as the onlookers flashed away, the objects placed on the stall appeared, Fang Ziyu was stunned and let go, Wen Zanghua, who was free to move, just wanted to take the opportunity to leave......