In the morning, I finally begged my grandparents and agreed to let her sell steamed buns on the weekend.

She can't do nothing, wait for her grandparents to do everything.

Prepare the vegetables you need tonight, so you won't be busy tomorrow morning.

Cen Jia's hands are very skillful, not only is the filling mixed well, but the appearance of the bun is also vividly pinched.

As the sky dawned, Cen Jia sat on the side of the noodle table, kneading out a pumpkin-shaped bun, the size of a palm, and the child would be full after eating one.

The orange pumpkin bun is filled with red bean paste, which was cooked in a pressure cooker last night, stirred with sugar, and left in the refrigerator to be chilled overnight.

The white and green cabbage buns are filled with shiitake mushrooms and greens, and the shiitake mushrooms and greens are cut into granules and melt in the mouth.

The buns in the shape of rabbits are filled with pumpkin filling, and the sweetness of pumpkin and the spicy taste of green peppers are combined to form a favorite taste of Koto people.

The willow-shaped bun is filled with vermicelli bean curd filling, and Cen Jia adds chopped soybean sprouts to it, the vermicelli is soft, the dried bean curd is Q elastic, and the bean sprouts are crispy, which further enriches the taste buds of diners.

Her hands are very skillful, and she can make one in two or three seconds.

Looking at the buns with different postures on the steamer, Luo Yufen was surprised and delighted.

"Jiajia, your hands are really skillful, pumpkin, cabbage, rabbit, willow leaves, it's so beautiful, I can't bear to eat it! When did you learn this? Luo Yufen's face was full of curiosity.

Cen Jia said with a smile: "I learned how to knead plasticine in school art class, which is similar to kneading buns, I also tried it, but I didn't expect it to happen." ”

Cen Chunsheng also praised it when he saw it.

"Jiajia, how much are you going to sell this bun for?"

Grandparents' big meat buns cost three cents a piece, four dollars a dollar, and radish buns cost two cents a piece, six dollars a dollar.

Cen Jia smiled: "All for one dollar." ”

"What! One dollar, that's too expensive, Jiajia, this can't be sold. Grandpa shook his head.

In 99 years, the salary of employees was about 700-800 yuan per month, and Cen Jia's aunt Cen Rong worked in the largest optical factory in Wanzhou, with a monthly salary of 768 yuan.

Cen Tianhua is a passenger driver, and he still drives long distances, and his salary is only 1,300 yuan.

A bun for one dollar, adults have to eat two to be full, that is two yuan, if you eat it every day, it is 60 yuan per month, compared with the current salary level, this consumption is indeed high.

"Yes, Jiajia, there is no one in our county who sells buns for a dollar, not to mention that you are all vegetarian." Grandma also persuaded.

Cen Jia was very confident: "Don't worry, grandparents, I have my own measure, I only have sixty of these two cages, if I can't sell them, I will pay you my New Year's money." ”

It costs less than three yuan to buy vegetables, plus flour and other materials, and the cost of a full dozen is no more than eight yuan.

Grandma smiled: "Silly child, keep your New Year's money for yourself, even if you don't sell it, our family can keep it for yourself." ”

While speaking, Grandpa had already steamed the two baskets of steamed buns wrapped by Cen Jia.

"Grandma, you wait and see, I'm sure I'll sell it out."

Cen Jia thought about it, first went to the gate of the big factory to sell for a while, and then went to the agency nursery.

In both places, there are no holidays on weekends.

The factory goes to work at half past seven, and the kindergarten starts at eight o'clock.

The timing is just right.

"But I'll have to borrow my grandfather's bike." Cen Jia grinned.

Cen Chunsheng turned his head to look at his granddaughter: "Jiajia, you don't know how to ride." ”