Zhou Changhe took a good position, unloaded the goods on the ox cart, and asked, "Ah Yang, how much are you going to sell this gardenia?" ”

Mu Xiwen lowered his head and pondered.

The price of Dawei is two yuan for vegetarian buns and three yuan for meat buns. The price of oil is 40 wen per catty, and the price of salt is 30 wen per catty.

People in these years, except for wealthy businessmen and officials, are reluctant to put oil and salt in their families. I put so much oil and salt in this crispy fried gardenia, and I can't get back if I sell it cheaply.

"Hmm...... Sanwen is good. ”

A few people were stunned: "It's so expensive? It's equivalent to meat buns, will no one buy it? ”

Zhou Changhe thought for a while and said: "East Street is where the rich live, and West Street is where ordinary people live, so few people should be willing to spend this money to buy this kind of food that they have never seen before." Yoko, you might as well go to East Street to have a look, but be careful not to bump into the nobles. ”

Coming to East Street, it obviously looks much more orderly than the chaotic West Street, and from time to time there are ox carts pulling a large number of goods passing by.

Mu Fuyang was a little restrained, but Mu Xiwen didn't care so much, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Don't miss it when you pass by!" Crispy fried gardenias. Sanwen one, you can't buy it and suffer a loss, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled, make sure you eat it and laugh haha. ”

"Crispy fried gardenias, laughing after eating."

Mu Xiwen, who has been poisoned by modern advertising for many years, comes casually with the advertising words. Her concise, clear, and catchy shouting quickly attracted the sideways glances of those around her.

An old man who sold candy stared at Mu Xiwen kindly, and couldn't help but speak: "Little baby, what are you selling?" ”

Mu Xiwen looked at the hero and quickly regarded him as a target customer.

The handicraft of the sugar man has been loved by children since ancient times, and the old man is also very clean and tidy, and he has spare money at a glance. What's more, there is a four-year-old milk doll in his lap gnawing on his fingers and looking at him curiously.

Mu Xiwen raised a kind and harmless smile and lifted the lid. Although the gardenia fried early in the morning was already cold, the rich oil fragrance was still sucked by the milk doll. His bulging eyes widened suddenly, and a trace of saliva flowed down his finger mouth.

"Grandpa, this is called crispy fried gardenia, which is not only crispy and delicious, soft and glutinous and sweet, but also has the effect of clearing heat. You see that my brother is so greedy, it is better to buy one and taste it, it will cost three cents, and it is not expensive. ”

The old man laughed, "Sanwen is not expensive?" It's all compared to meat buns. And isn't this a flower? Can you eat it? ”

"Why not? If you don't feel at ease, we'll eat one for you to see. And Sanwen is really not expensive, I spent a lot of oil and salt to do this. After speaking, Mu Xiwen directly picked up a blooming gardenia and stuffed it into Mu Fuyang's mouth.

Mu Fuyang was caught off guard and was just about to "Huh? But soon, his whole body and mind were hooked by the food in his mouth. The oil was a bit cold, but now it's almost the beginning of summer, so it's out of the way.

With a bite of "click", the crispy skin is bitten open, and the sweet and soft petals inside are in direct contact with the mouth. Mu Fuyang closed his eyes happily and kept exclaiming: "It's delicious!" Arwen is delicious! ”

Some people were attracted by Mu Fuyang's intoxicated appearance, and they also gathered around to see what kind of food made people show such expressions.

"Is it really that delicious? Don't you guys play cooperatively, huh? The old man has rich experience, and he suspects that Mu Fuyang's exaggerated expression is acting.

Mu Xiwen was also a little embarrassed, mainly because she underestimated the appeal of a delicacy to these poor people who were usually reluctant to pour even a drop of oil.

But her face was still calm, "Whether it's delicious or not, grandpa will know if you buy it and taste it." ”

The old man hesitated, thinking that Sanwen was indeed nothing, so he directly paid for two.

As soon as the petals entered, he immediately wondered, "Huh? With a sound, the speed in his mouth became faster and faster, and a petal quickly disappeared. He narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a look of enjoyment. Look at the milk doll next to her, whining and eating, saliva sticky.

"Little baby, it's really good, it's really delicious, come, bring me another one."

"Is it really that delicious? In the next life, give me a taste. ”

On the street, a little fat man in a purple brocade robe was wandering leisurely, only to see a sugar gourd in his left hand and a bag of date cakes in his right hand.

Suddenly, his steps paused, his eyes squeezed into a ball by his round face tried to widen, and he stepped forward to look ahead: "Why are there so many people in front of you?" ”

The clever men ran over to watch, and came back non-stop to say: "Young master, I heard that there was a fried flower petal food that sold earlier, and many people wanted to try it." ”

"Food?" The little fat man's eyes lit up, "Let's go, let's take a look!" ”

The little fat man's subordinates surrounded him, and soon squeezed through the crowd of onlookers and stood in front of Mu Xiwen.

And Mu Xiwen, at the first glance of the little fat man, knew that the fat sheep was coming.

She raised a harmless smile and smiled, "This young master is a glutton who eats all the world's delicacies at first glance, but I dare say that you must not have tasted my 'crispy fried gardenia'!" ”

This sworn tone immediately aroused the little fat man's endless curiosity.

"Crispy fried gardenias?" He licked the corners of his mouth, "I have eaten all over the country, and I have never heard of such a way to eat, but it is strange." ”

"That's right! I'm here to sell weird stuff. Do you want to buy it and try it? ”

"Then the young master will taste what is so strange." After speaking, he directly took out one or two pieces of silver and threw them to Mu Fuyang, who was standing next to him, and then reached out to pick up a petal.

The crispy texture burst in his mouth, and the little fat man's thin eyes widened, and he didn't even have time to chew carefully, and the small petals were swallowed by him.

"Delicious! One more, no, ten! ”

Mu Xi asked with a smile and handed the little fat man ten petals, "It's a little cold now, if you just get out of the pot, it's twice as delicious as this!" ”

The little fat man nodded again and again, and waved his big hand, "How much do you have left, I've got it all." ”

Mu Fuyang's eyes widened, and as soon as a smile appeared on his face, Mu Xiwen shook his head.

"It's good to eat less cold oil, but it's easy to spoil your stomach if you eat too much. If this young master likes it, I will come here tomorrow, and I can bring you a little more. Moreover, there is more than one way to eat this gardenia, I wonder if the young master is interested in trying other dishes? ”

"Really? What other ways to eat it? ”

Mu Xiwen handed the basket to Mu Fuyang, and with the little fat man's affection, there were more and more people around to join in the fun, and the small basket of crispy fried gardenias was quickly sold out.

Mu Fuyang hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and happily said to the crowd of onlookers: "We will come back tomorrow to sell, it doesn't matter if we don't buy it, we can continue to buy it when we come here tomorrow." ”

After squeezing out of the crowd, Mu Xiwen walked to the little fat man and squeezed out a painful and self-reproachful expression.