Xie Lu was a little difficult to get things from the space, and then he didn't go to Aunt Qing's shop for the time being.

It's just lined up around.

However, he also noticed that there was a long queue in front of Aunt Qing's store.

It was very cold in the provincial capital, but these people in line at the door did not flinch because of the cold in the slightest.

On the contrary, he was full of interest, and from time to time he stretched out his head to look at the store, urging Aunt Qing: "Boss, okay, no." ”

"Wait a minute, it'll be fine right away."

At this time, Aunt Qing was also very anxious, and she bought the pastries in the store according to the amount, but the business was still very good.

Counting the days, today should be the day when Xie Lu came to deliver the goods.

There is not much stock in the store, and Aunt Qing wants to wait for Xie Lu to deliver it, and then sell more today.

But wait, wait, Xie Lu has no shadow.

Aunt Qing can't help it, there are too many people who come to buy pastries, if they are allowed to wait for nothing today, the reputation here will definitely be affected.

In the end, Aunt Qing took out the last inventory in the store and shouted loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, the pastries are coming out, remember to line up, don't crowd, don't grab~"

Aunt Qing said these words over and over again like a kindergarten friend.

"We know, you can take it out." Someone outside replied.

"It's coming~It's coming~"

Aunt Qing replied, and the speed in her hand was not slow at all.

Mali carried the pastries out: "Come on, come on~ Our pastries are limited, first come, first served, there is no late chat~"

Aunt Qing shouted while collecting the money in her hand and holding the pastries.

Xie Lu looked around for a long time, and finally understood why there were so many people in the queue outside Aunt Qing's shop.

I have to admire Aunt Qing, she is worthy of being a veteran, and her marketing method is amazing.

Aunt Qing was busy, and Xie Lu didn't bother.

Now that it was getting dark, Xie Lu went to a place where there were few people and took out the pastries in the space.

Then carry it to Aunt Qing.

Aunt Qing was so busy that she didn't notice that Xie Lu had arrived.

The first person to see Xie Lu was Aunt Qing's husband, whose name was Uncle Guo.

At this time, Uncle Guo was very depressed.

When these pastries were not added, they did a good job in the shop, and they were able to sell a lot of Yangchun noodles.

Although business is still as good as ever, every time a customer comes, the first thing they ask is: "Boss, are there any pastries today?" ”

If there are no pastries, they will say, "Then let's have a bowl of Yangchun noodles." ”

This sentence is very difficult, as if their Yangchun noodles are not as good as pastries, and for this reason, Uncle Guo has been very distressed.

Now I finally saw Xie Lu again, and then looked at him lukewarmly: "Xie, it's here." ”

Xie Lu nodded: "Uncle, I'll put these pastries in the warehouse first." ”

Uncle Guo nodded, and opened the door of the warehouse for Xie Lu with a complicated feeling.

"Your pastries are selling very well, do you see the queue at the door? They are all here to buy pastries. Uncle Guo and Xie Lu carried the pastries and followed him.

"That's not Uncle Guo, your store has a good reputation, and even the pastries I brought are easy to sell."

Xie Lu's words can be described as very beautiful.

Uncle Guo was very happy to hear it, although he knew in his heart that the pastries were easy to buy not only for this reason, but he was still very happy.

"Oh, it's still hot, take some out and sell it while it's hot."

After putting the pastries away, Uncle Guo touched the cage that was still hot.