"Pork stuffing is only two pennies? So cheap? ”

"There's even vegetable stuffing?"

The onlookers stared at the stalls of the family and discussed, and Qiao Jinyu smiled slightly.

"You can buy it and try it while it's cheap today. If the taste is not good, I will never buy my buns again. ”

"If you think it tastes good, you want to eat steamed buns in the future, and I hope to visit my small shop more often to ensure that you have enough ingredients."

Naturally, not everyone will buy her words.

Some people don't want to eat steamed buns today, so they stand in front of the cart for a while, see the freshness and walk away.

Some people also think that the price is really affordable, and there is nothing wrong with buying a few to try it, so they just stand next to it and wait for the steamed basket to come out of the pot on the buns.

Of course, there are also people who decide to buy it purely because of her face.

Anyway, it's all bought anywhere, wouldn't it be better to be able to take a few more glances at the beauty?

Because it was opened the day before, there were not many people at the moment, and Qiao Dazhu and Du Shi only made thirty buns.

Fifteen pork fillings, fifteen radish fillings, a total of three drawers.

As soon as the steamer was on the pot, Qiao Jinyu added a few pieces of firewood to the stove to make the fire burn more vigorously.

Billowing steam poured up, and after a while, the aroma of the buns came out with the heat.

"Well, it's so fragrant, just by smelling it, you know that the buns taste good."

A strong man sniffed and couldn't help but praise, and the people next to him also nodded in agreement.

After about a quarter of an hour, the steamed buns were steamed, and Qiao Dazhu put the small copper basin on the table to collect the money, responsible for collecting the money.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you want pork stuffing or radish filling? Just throw the copper coin into that copper basin. ”

Closing the valve of the stove with his hand, Qiao Jinyu pointed to the copper basin on the table, and then removed the top lid with Du Shi and prepared to sell.

"I'll have one of each of the two fillings." The strong man who had just said that he was smelling the incense threw three copper plates into the copper basin.

"Me too, let's have one of each and taste it first." Another man also threw three copper coins into the copper basin.

Du Shi hurriedly packed the buns in a paper bag and handed them to the two, and the rest of the people almost came with one of each of the two fillings.

After a while, all the people who were waiting for the buns to come out of the pot bought the buns and dispersed, and the front of the cart suddenly became deserted.

Seeing that there was no one, one of them began to count how many buns were left in the steamer, and the other was responsible for counting the copper plates received in the copper basin and totaling the results just now.

"There are five of the pork ones left, and six of the turnip ones left." Duch Road.

Soon Qiao Dazhu also finished counting the copper plates, and for fear of counting wrong, he also counted them twice.

"I received a total of twenty-nine texts, which is just right."

After finishing the account, Qiao Dazhu took out a small wooden box from the drawer of the table, poured most of the copper coins into it, and left only two pennies in the copper basin.

There is an ancient saying among the people of Nanqi that when doing business, the money box for collecting accounts must not be empty, and a few copper plates must be left in it, otherwise it will be difficult to do business in the future.

There are very few people who buy steamed buns in the back. Even if Qiao Jinyu shouted from time to time to attract passers-by, after a while, only five buns were sold, and there were still two pork fillings and three radish fillings.

Du Shi was a little worried, "What should I do?" If no one buys it all the time, won't all the remaining fillings be spoiled tomorrow? And these doughs too, which will be sour by tomorrow. ”

With his hand on her shoulder, Qiao Jinyu comforted her: "Mother, don't worry, it's still early, and I will sell some more today." If you can't sell the rest, let's eat it ourselves, and if you can't eat it, you can give it away. ”

"Huai'an went to school in Wutong Private School, and he wanted to have a lot of companions, so he asked him to take these buns to give to his companions, and he will be more obedient in the private school in the future."