Chapter 175: Sweet Burden! He couldn't keep his hands busy, and the business was booming!

An uncle pounced, "I'm me, I'm going to give me ten shrimp dumplings!" ”

Lu Zhilan was forced into the lunch box by the uncle, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you haven't asked how much money you have, in case it's expensive, do you still buy ten?" ”

Uncle: "I originally bought it for my children, what do we adults eat is not to eat, yesterday my children ate the food cooked by your lover, that is really, the soup is stunned to make three bowls of rice!" ”

An uncle also forced the lunch box, "Don't say anything, don't ask anything, bring me twenty shrimp dumplings!" ”

A neighbor asked in horror: "What's the matter, old man Niu, you are really good, twenty, if you have one dollar, you can pay a month's salary for this meal!" ”

Uncle: "Groove, do I still care about that?" My grandson has to chase after every meal, yesterday my wife bought a set meal back, only to open the lunch box, my grandson himself ran over, noisy to feed, grandson wants to eat, let's still search for that money? ”

A lady gritted her teeth and squeezed it desperately to stuff the lunch box into Lu Zhilan's hand.

Seeing that her lunch box was in Lu Zhilan's arms, the eldest lady smiled "weakly", "Give, bring me ten shrimp dumplings, I gave me a deposit yesterday, if the money is not enough, I will make up again, make up the ......"

Lu Zhilan was stunned, "Auntie, didn't you say that you want to go home and get two more lunch boxes?" ”

Auntie: "Hey, if I really leave, the shrimp dumplings will not be robbed!" ”

There is also a little daughter-in-law who took Lu Zhilan's hand and got close to her, talking about the two of them when they were young, and how good they were when they were young, so this shrimp dumpling, no matter whether others buy it or not, must be sold to her first.

At this time, Lu Zhilan was going to cry......

Not really!

You are frantically stuffing lunch boxes in my arms, where do I remember which lunch box is whose one is whom, who is going to buy how much!

Coincidentally, Liang Youtian's lunch box was also stuffed into Lu Zhilan's arms.

Lu Zhilan looked up and was quite puzzled, "Uncle, you also buy shrimp dumplings, how many do you buy?" ”

Liang Youtian opened his mouth, wanting to cry without tears.

No, he didn't want to buy it...... It was the brute behind him who pushed him! It hurt him to stuff the lunch box into Lu Zhilan's hand!

Liang Youtian's original intention was to take advantage of a small advantage, and since he couldn't take advantage of it, he would definitely not buy it.

He didn't understand, why are these people all crazy?

In the winter, they stack cabbage outside.

This is a dish to be eaten in winter.

Sometimes whoever is missing a cabbage has to quarrel outside for a long time, eager to scold from the street to the end of the street, just for that cabbage!

But why are these people rushing to buy it like crazy now?

Isn't that a waste of money?

Or is their family's money blown by the wind?

Liang Youtian didn't answer Lu Zhilan's question, he turned his head and scolded: "Which beast pushed me!" Come out and see if I can beat you to death!" ”

But when he turned his head to look over, he saw that there were people behind him, all of them were a group of old men and old ladies.

It's obviously a group of old men and old ladies who are the most picky, but now they are all staring and squeezing up.

The expression was terrifying, as if it was about to eat someone.

Who pushed him?

Fuck it!

Everybody pushed him!

At this time, the sound of a full warehouse came from the kitchen again.

"That's it, each person is limited to ten shrimp dumplings, it's hard to sell if it's more, and it's not sold if it's less, daughter-in-law, you bring everyone's lunch box in, I'll give you shrimp dumplings, divide shrimp dumplings, and trouble the uncles and aunts to give money to my daughter-in-law!"

In fact, Yu Mancang never expected that even shrimp egg dumplings would sell so hot!

Because this thing is considered a precious food, he thinks that at most one person will buy one.

Where did he think that a group of people were buying in quantities of ten or twenty, rushing to buy, competing to buy, and even he seemed to have heard someone shouting to buy a hundred just now!

Don't, no matter how fast his hand is, he only packs two hundred, and you can buy a hundred by yourself, and his hands are too busy!

What a sweet burden!