On this day, the mother and daughter pushed the cart to the south gate, and under the small tree near the city gate, it had been occupied by another couple selling steamed buns, so Qingzhi had to park the car farther away.

For a while, the Chen family collected money, Qingzhi Bao Baozi, and the mother-daughter cooperation was already very proficient, and soon people began to buy it intermittently.

When it was almost time for Qingdou to go to school, Chen ran home first, Qingdou was sensible, got up in the morning and ate the steamed buns in the bowl, Chen went home to help him wash and dress, led him to the private school, and then ran back to the south gate to collect money.

On this day, Chen's went back to send green beans, Qingzhi bowed his head to wrap the buns, saw that there were guests to buy, quickly put down the skin, handed over the buns to find money, washed his hands, and came back to continue the bag, I don't want to have many people this day, and several groups of guests came at once, although the Qingzhi hands and feet are flexible, but also tired and sweaty, but fortunately, the guests are satisfied and go.

Brother Su, who was selling wontons next to him, saw it and praised: "Qingzhi, your hands and feet are so sharp!" ”

Qingzhi pursed his lips and smiled: "Begging for life!" ”

Aunt Li, who was selling tofu next to her, also leaned over and said, "It's not!" When it comes to begging for life, it's not easy for everyone! The price of beans is high these days, and I don't dare to increase the price of tofu! I'm afraid no one will buy it! ”

Qingzhi nodded and said, "This rain is not good, the price of green onions has also risen, and business is not good!" ”

Everyone talked about the price of goods.

Song Qingzhi: Sure enough, everyone has something to say when it comes to prices.

As he was talking, the lady who was at the bread shop came over, smiled and politely asked Aunt Li: "Auntie, can you find a silver ticket for five taels?" ”

Aunt Li sneered, patted her heart and said, "I don't have any belongings!" ”

Brother Su also smiled and shook his head.

The lady was hesitant to ask Qingzhi because she occupied the position under the green branch tree, and when she was about to go back, Qingzhi said: "I will go to my younger brother's school later, and there are just about five taels of broken silver." ”

The woman was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly thanked her, and Qingzhi said lightly: "We are all peers, and we should help each other." ”

If you want to say that you are not angry with them, it is false, but there is no iron fist, so you can only have a soft relationship like this, at least don't stiffen.

Since then, the two families are still fighting for territory, but when they meet, the woman and Qingzhi will always smile and say hello to each other.

After a while, the city gate was opened that day, and a large group of cavalry rushed in, and everyone avoided it, and after a long period of speculation, someone got the news from the sergeant guarding the gate: it was someone from the capital who informed Zhu County to transfer him from here.

Brother Su hurriedly asked, "Is it a promotion?" This Zhu County Commander has been a county magistrate in Lishan Town for ten years, and he loves the people the most, and it is time to be promoted! ”

Standing next to him was a shopkeeper of a teahouse in the town who was watching the bustle, he was wearing a robe and turned his face away: "That's not necessarily!" Zhu Xianling has caused trouble before! Promotion? Hmph, it's hard! ”

Everyone really began to ask what trouble, and the shopkeeper of the teahouse was greatly satisfied, took a sip of the teapot spout, and said, "Who are you in this Zhu County Order?" It was the prefect of Zizhou ten years ago! ”

Aunt Li was happy: "Cough! I thought you had some big news! What happened to the prefect before? The prefect was demoted to a county order, which official must have been offended! This time it may not be impossible to get promoted. ”

The shopkeeper of the teahouse saw that the onlookers had no political common sense, and he wanted to walk away, but he couldn't hold back and wanted to talk, so he patiently whispered: "Back then, General Lu's family was full of beheadings, don't you know? The only son in his house was rescued, and he was furious, blaming Governor Zhu's mansion for not cooperating with the case, and he wanted to ask for beheading!

Thanks to the people of Zizhou at that time, they cried and petitioned, and Zhang Youxiang personally interceded, this party was exempted from the death penalty and demoted to the corner of your Lishan to be the county order, and he saved his life in this life! Still want to be an official? ”

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was originally a foreigner, and he couldn't get along outside, so he came to Lishan Town to open a teahouse, although he lived in Lishan Town for many years, he always looked down on this place in his heart.

When everyone heard him slander Lishan's reputation, they were not happy, and they didn't even mention Zhu County's order, and shouted one after another: "Why is Lishan Town so bad? What do we have here?! There are three major restaurants! ”

Chen was originally fascinated by what he heard, but when he turned around, he saw Qingzhi's eyes stunned, a piece of dough in his hand was torn to shreds, and the stuffing was spilled everywhere, so he hurriedly came over to clean it up, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Isn't it sick?! ”

All the vendors are very familiar with each other, and when they heard this, they all looked over and asked questions, and Song Qingzhi hurriedly lied that he was dizzy.

The change of official position, even if it is a parent official like the county order, everyone's attention is not as much as the price of pork per catty, and soon everyone forgets about it.

Song Qingzhi pinched the folds, and thought that if Zhu Xianling had been transferred earlier, maybe Lu Zichuan would not have to go far to escape.

But it doesn't help to talk about that now.

It didn't take long for the new county order to arrive, and small traders like Qingzhi didn't feel anything different from usual at first, but after a few days, a team of small officials suddenly came to collect fees, saying that it was used by the county order to manage the market.

Outside the south gate, everyone muttered for a while, but they never dared not pay, and they all took out the money.

Who knows that in a few days from now on, these little officials will come to charge, once they don't give, they will kick down the shop, splash the goods, everyone is a small livelihood, where can they withstand such torture?

Chen's hair was half gray.

Song Qingzhi felt that this new county order did not seem to be a good official......

There are policies and countermeasures, and soon outside the south gate began to take turns to send a person to watch, and when they saw the small officials who "managed the market" coming over, they warned them, and everyone ran away.

Song I ran in ancient times: It was good to run and exercise, but this car is too heavy! Can't do it!

Because he ran too slowly, after being caught and severely punished twice, Song Qingzhi began to seriously consider changing careers: If he continues to be punished like this, his old book will be gone!

Aunt Li, they don't have much impact, they have already practiced the kung fu of quickly taking things back to the burden, carrying the burden and running.

Maybe I can also carry the burden and sell steamed buns?

……

In fact, the mobility of the breakfast cart is not lost to the burden, and it is more stable and labor-saving, and the problem lies in the stove: this stove is too heavy!

What about the stove that was dismantled?

…… Isn't the bun out of the cage, is there still anyone who buys it?

Song Qingzhi couldn't sleep all night, thinking about these things, oh no, business.

[Selling some things from the rotten country, the people of the rotten country don't seem to be so attached to the matter of 'hot food'. 】

Song Qingzhi: Department ...... System you still have?! Don't pop it out of nowhere! It's weird!

The system is like dead again.

Song Qingzhi began to rack his brains to think about what street food there was in the Rotten Country.

Thinking about it, I can only think of the appearance of the airport, and Intris stopped...... Very interesting......

Nima now recalls that the "10-Day Tour of 16 Countries" tour group did nothing but take people to the airport and buses!

Forget it, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm not angry when others are angry, so why bother when I'm sick?

Is there anything to eat at the airport?

Well...... Inside the supermarket freezer, next to the cold water, is an ice-cold sandwich!

Qingzhi stood up rubbly: Of course! It's a sandwich! Lao Tzu wants to sell sandwiches! I want to be a Western food tyrant in the breakfast industry in Lishan Town!

After reading the recipe for a night, Qingzhi got up the next morning and told Chen that he was going to change his career, and by the way, he popularized the sandwich science, saying that he had seen it in the restaurant.

Chen was a little hesitant, she didn't like to change, and felt that although she was often fined money now, it might be good to run faster next time, and she was a little lucky.

Qingzhi shook his head and said, "Even if we run over, what should we do if the hot water on the stove spills out and burns it?" I think it's safe to sell sandwiches, and the competition is smaller. With the addition of takeaway buns at South Gate, we already have three or four! ”

Chen said timidly: "Qingzhi, you said this thing, sandwich...... Will anyone eat it? ”