Chapter 130: Try Your Hand

Song Xinyi Buyi meant, "Daddy forgot, there are vegetables to buy and sell vegetables in the market."

I observed today that most of the stalls set up in the market to sell things have to be set up after lunch, and some may even be set up until the evening.

I thought about it, and tomorrow I made scallion pancakes and set up a stall, so I walked around the street and sold them.

You can also go twice, once in the morning and once at noon. It's stuck on the meal, and it's mainly sold to the cloth to take home. ”

Zhang sighed and shook his head, "Oh, stupid boy, do you want to think about it?" ”

"Think about it, if you can pick up things and rush to the market to sell them in the morning and night, which one is a wealthy family?

Originally, I made a few dollars selling some vegetables, and everyone was frugal to live, who would be willing to spend money to buy onion pancakes to eat? ”

"I also sell expensive cloth, a scallion pancake sells for a penny, and ordinary people can afford to buy it.

In other words, it is because there is no one to sell it that everyone will feel fresh, and besides, the scallion pancakes I make are so fragrant, I will be hungry after only one bite of it.

There are so many people buying and selling things in the bazaar, and one person tastes a bite, I'm afraid that this cake is enough to be divided, where can I worry about selling the cloth? ”

"Yes, yes, my sister is so good, and the cakes are delicious, and they will definitely sell out."

Song Shi also echoed and cheered.

Song Zhi and Zhang's saw that their daughter was so persistent, and they also persuaded them a lot, so they could only compromise.

Seeing that her father and mother were relieved, Song Xinyi immediately assured, "Father, and Xiao Shi are following me, you can let it go."

After saying that tomorrow is simply to try the hand, but after the words of Yi Yi will continue to sell, the cloth is in the line, I immediately came back with a basket, and decided to mention this matter. ”

"Then try it first, let Xiaoshi follow, sell the cloth and get it back, the cloth must be strong, let's eat it ourselves, and enjoy the blessings of a good life for a few days, and the cloth is a waste."

Song Zhi and Zhang Shi repeatedly instructed a few more words.

Although she got a positive answer, Song Xinyi's words suddenly soured, and she still showed a well-behaved smile on her face.

When it was still dark, Song Xinyi had already gotten up and was busy.

Mix noodles, wash vegetables, chop meat, adjust filling, roll cakes, and pancakes.

The method of scallion pancake is similar to that of making the pork badger meat cake with leeks and leeks before, except that the original mincing of leeks and leeks has been replaced with oil and salt to make the stuffing of green onions.

And when the pot is scaremed, more oil is put in, so that the scallion pancake is more crispy and fragrant.

The use of badger meat to make a pie is a pie, that is, the meat filling is wrapped in the dough like a bun, pinched tightly and then pressed into a cake and put into a pot to cook.

After all, it was the first day to try it, and Song Xinyi didn't dare to do more, and she baked a total of forty scallion pancakes and two ten.

Song Xinyi was frightened, except for the pig badger meat, there is no capital, and the others are like white noodles, green onions, and oil, and the cost is only about ten cents.

In other words, if these cakes can be sold, you will make a net profit of 60 yuan a day.

Although the amount of cloth is large, compared to the salary of his father and mother who only paid 30 yuan a day, it can be regarded as a very wrong distribution.

After the cakes were ready, the sky was just dawning, Song Xinyi packed up the basket, and called Song Shi to go to the market together.

The market has long been full of stalls, and there are many people who come to buy things.

Song Xinyi glanced at Song Shi, and began to sell from the beginning of the market.

"Crispy and crispy scallion pancakes, full of fragrant meat pies, delicious and expensive, all fresh and fresh, come and try it!"

Song Shiyang's voice was loud, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted a group of people's side eyes.

Seeing this, Song Xinyi hurriedly put the tasting cake that had been cut in advance on the top of the basket.

"What bread? How much does it cost? ”

Everyone chattered around and asked.

Song Xinyi smiled brightly, "The chives are a penny each, and the meat pie is two pennies a piece." ”

"How expensive is that?"

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Song Shi shouted, "What's expensive? My cakes are delicious! ”

"Cloth is just a cake, right? How good can it be......"

Although she knew that at this time, most people were here to join in the fun, but Song Xinyi continued to smile, "The cloth is delicious, you will know it when you taste it, taste it first and then buy it, and I guarantee that you will regret buying the cloth." ”

Song Xinyi carried the basket and pushed the plate containing the tasting cake in front of her.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that the plate was full of small pieces of cake.

The scallion pancakes are layered on top of each other, each layer is very thin, moisturizing and scaring in the oil, and mixed with dots of green onion leaves.

Just looking at it is already very tempting, not to mention the smell of scallion oil that penetrates into the nose, which really makes people swallow saliva uncontrollably.

There is a slender triangular pork pie cut into a slender triangular shape, the top is frightening and golden, and when you look sideways, the cut surface on both sides is snow-white and white, revealing the meat filling sandwiched in the middle.

The red meat is bright, the green onions are crisp and tender, and the turmeric is bright, mixed in one place, you have me, I have you, but it is also very pleasing to the eye.

A little squeezing, and there are those rich soups that want to seep out, which are definitely worthy of the words "beautiful and delicious".

Everyone swallowed their saliva and looked at them suspiciously, but they never moved to take it.

Seeing this, Song Xinyi hurriedly smiled and beckoned to everyone, "It's free to taste, it's okay to buy cloth, welcome to taste, it's all just made, and it's still hot!" ”

"The real cloth asks for money, and it is free to eat?"

"As long as it's on a plate, it's free to taste. You can buy it if you want to eat it, and you can buy it if you think the cloth is delicious.

Let's let it go, they are all neighbors, can I still buy and sell cloth? ”

Song Xinyi said, and drew the plate in a circle in front of her, causing everyone's noses to consciously follow and circle around.

There are a few close to the cloth, probably hungry cloth, can't help but reach out and pick up a few pieces and put them in their mouths to taste.

Before the people in front of them could comment on anything, they were already scrambling to stretch out their hands.

Soon, the pancakes were sold out.

"Well, this scallion pancake is so delicious!"

"The meat pie is also delicious, but it is a little less, and the cloth is enjoyable."

……

Everyone smashed their mouths, all of them looked unfinished, and their eyes were still staring at the empty plate with some eagerness.

"Thank you all for cheering! That's all for the tastes, if you still want to eat, now you can buy it, scallion pancakes for a penny, meat pies for two pennies! ”

Song Xinyi put away the plate and lifted the corner of the basket, revealing the appearance of a cake.

There was silence in the crowd at first, and then there was a lot of talking, some saying that it was expensive, some saying it was delicious, but it was slow to pay for it.

Probably because I thought it was good to eat people's mouths and short cloths, although I didn't pay for it, I didn't leave it.

Song Xinyi smiled, covered the basket again, and said more, and continued to walk through the crowd.

She only walked a few steps and heard someone stop her behind her.

"Hey, little girl, I'll buy a scallion pancake!"

Song Xinyi looked back, and in the outermost circle of the crowd, there was a gray-haired and kind uncle standing over with a heel raised.

"Although I didn't catch it when I tried it just now, I knew it must be delicious just by smelling it. It just so happens that my wife hasn't had breakfast yet, so buy one, I'll bring it over to her to taste, hehe. ”

The uncle took out a penny from his pocket, and the corners of his mouth were still full of gentle smiles.

"Hey, you take it, you think it's delicious!"

Song Xinyi picked up a scallion pancake, wrapped it in paper and handed it over, with an envious expression on her face.

Uncle took the cake and sniffed it, nodded with a smile, and then turned and left.

With a beating, the original crowd also became lively, and they all came together to buy bread.

Originally, I only planned to take advantage of the few people, but when I saw that the people around me had paid for it, my face was also a little hanging, and I thought that a penny was expensive, so I also bought one.

Anyway, did the cloth pipe really want to buy it, or did he buy it because he felt embarrassed to eat white food, and after a while, Song Xinyi's basket of scallion pancakes and meat pies was sold out.