Two small stools were brought from the courtyard to sit in front of the big bowl, and the two of them started in turn, following the example of the grandmother, took out the noodles from the bowl and kneaded them into thin strips little by little.

After a busy morning, I first woke up the thin strips, and then cut them into pieces and put them in a pot for steaming.

There are three pots in total, and the two of them didn't use a lot of force to pick up the steamed buns in front of them, but they didn't expect the grandmother who looked soft and weak to put them in the pot with all her strength.

There were a total of three pots of one hundred and fifty yellow buns, and the grandmother divided them into three parts, of which ninety were taken out and sold, ten were eaten at home, and the remaining fifty were divided in half by two people for Ji Yuchu and Jiang Youyi to take home.

The old grandmother's intention was strong, and Ji Yuchu was also very curious about this delicacy, so she nodded and agreed to pack the twenty-five yellow buns into her suitcase.

"The others don't have any!" The old grandmother whispered between the two and said.

The three of them burst into laughter.

Next, the two sat on the back of the tricycle again, following the stones on the road, the market here is in a different position from the morning market, and the morning market is only the best time in the morning, while the market can be held until noon.

Arrived at the destination, the old man should have his own special stall, no one has moved that position, after parking the car and opening the back bucket, the two people jumped down first, and then moved the yellow bun out.

The old man's reputation here should have been good, and he didn't shout hard as he imagined, but just moved out this box of yellow steamed buns, and there were countless customers around him.

"Oops! Lao Zhang, why did you come here so late today? ”

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang! How do you sell this yellow bun? ”

"Grandpa? How did this yellow bun sell? I'd like to eat a few. ”

"Old man, what does this yellow bun taste like? Sweet or tasteless? ”

There are an endless stream of figures around him, which is completely different from the imagination of two people in the car.

Although the price of the yellow bun has increased compared to before, it can't stop the taste of the yellow bun and the taste is good, even the local residents are willing to come here to eat.

I expected that these more than 90 yellow steamed buns would have to be bought for two or three hours, but the two of them never imagined that so many yellow steamed buns would be sold out in less than twenty minutes.

It looks like you don't have to eat lunch in the afternoon, and you can go home on time at noon.

Until so many yellow buns were sold, the surrounding sounds continued to reach the ears of the two.

"Lao Zhang, you can't do enough this amount!"

"It's just, it's just a moment of effort."

"Oops! I just squeezed in, how did I sell out? It's annoying! ”

"Me too, I just went to buy a dish, but when I turned around, the yellow bun was gone, so what should I eat at noon?"

The old man couldn't cope with such a group of people around him, and his voice couldn't compare to the voices of so many people, so he took out the big horn from the back of the car, turned on the switch and said loudly: "Today's yellow buns have been sold out!" If you want to eat, you will have to wait until this time next week. ”

At the end, the crowd around him had not dispersed, and the old man continued: "I'm old! I can't do so much, everyone has to take care of it! ”

After saying this, there were a lot of considerate voices around, and all kinds of onlookers dispersed, and suddenly the crowd was a lot less, and the old man grinned and turned the tricycle around, and then let the two people sit in the back bucket, and then drove in the direction of home.