Feng Tian looked at the other side, her expression was gloomy, she suffered another big loss in Xu Lan's hands last time.

Not only did she not please her, but she also asked her father to reprimand her when she went home, which made the whole family home known, and then she was laughed at by everyone for a long time.

These days, she lives like a shrunken turtle, and the little sisters in the department don't treat her as enthusiastically as usual.

It's like this, it's not all caused by her!

She said how Xu Lan rode a broken bicycle that day, and she didn't go to collect rags for half a day, but set up a stall here to sell food.

Feng Tian raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile.

I thought it was really a dirt bun from the countryside, wouldn't the gap between this person and people be separated?

She goes to work at half past eight in the morning and gets off work at half past five in the evening, with a stable job, and her salary will be paid to the salary discount at the end of each month, so she doesn't have to worry about food or clothing.

And what about Xu Lan?

She doesn't have any of that!

If you have a degree or no education, if you have a specialty or no specialty, you can come out and set up a stall to make a little money to make a living, and if you don't have a meal, you will be directly unemployed if it rains or snows.

Thinking about it like this, Feng Tian felt that he was a little higher than Xu Mian, Lu Nanzhou rejected his confession back then, it was purely because he was blind!

Stalls, yes?

Then she has to add some blockage to Xu Lan today.

…

After Xu Lan packed up everything, he took out the little horn.

Press the button to play on the loop, and there is a recording she has recorded in advance, so that she doesn't have to shout herself.

Next, she started making claypot rice.

Although there are posters for publicity, it is not as intuitive as the real thing.

After all, in the 21st century, almost all food packaging will have a sentence on it:

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Xu Lan took out the processed bacon and slice it first, after all, it was difficult to reconcile, and she didn't know if her claypot rice would be popular.

Considering that there are too many stocks for fear that they will not be sold, and the bacon after being cut into slices is not easy to store, Xu Lan brought a whole piece of bacon, and cut it as much as he wanted, and it would not be wasted.

After cutting the bacon and sausage, Xu Lan took out the tin foil box, carefully placed it on the gas stove, and used it instead of the pot.

Because the heat conduction speed of tin foil is fast, Xu Lan had to adjust the heat to low heat and cook slowly.

The shouting sound of the small horn also attracted the attention of many people, and soon Xu Yan was surrounded by people.

…

On Feng Tian's side, after Feng's mother bought a few more dishes, she was just about to turn around and hand the food bag to Feng Tian, when she saw Feng Tian pouting with a face full of displeasure.

Mother Feng sighed, looking at Feng Tian's eyes as if she was looking at that big injustice, this child has made her spoiled since she was a child, and now she is not happy to let her go to the street to help her carry a bag.

Although the market is open every day, the family has to go to work.

Didn't she just take advantage of Feng Tian's vacation today, thinking that even if she was a big person, no matter how bad she was, how could she help her carry something.

As it turned out, she was thinking quite well.

The result?

It's better for her to come by herself!

Mother Feng handed the vegetables she had just bought to Feng Tian, took out ten yuan from her pocket, and said helplessly:

"Go, go, you haven't eaten in the morning, take the money and find a place to eat. I'll come back to you after I'm done shopping. ”

…

Feng Tian took the big unity in his hand, turned around, and finally stopped in front of the dumpling shop.

She first threw the things she was carrying on the table, scanned around the menu aimlessly, and said lightly to the dumpling shop owner:

"Let's have beef dumplings."

"Okay, you wait, it'll be cooked in a while."

It was the proprietress of the shop who answered her.

Feng Tian handed over the great unity, and the owner of the dumpling shop was holding a toothpick there, and he was looking for money for her.

Feng Tian saw the shopkeeper checking the money with his fingers dipped in spit, and felt a chill in his heart, but it was not good not to accept it.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw that the boss had taken the money back, Feng Tian frowned, and looked at the dumpling shop owner with a displeased face.

At this moment, the owner of the dumpling shop suddenly shouted:

"Xiao Gu is here, what kind of dumplings are you eating today?"

How attentive and attentive the tone was, Feng Tian looked in the direction of the voice, it was the staff in the photo studio, Feng Tian had taken pictures there.

It is estimated that I often buy dumplings here, and I am familiar with it in front of the shopkeeper.

"No, boss, I'm going to eat claypot rice today."

Xiao Gu looked at the boss and pointed in the direction of Xu Lan with him, saying that she wouldn't buy dumplings today.

The shopkeeper watched Xiao Gu leave with a smile, and the next moment his face immediately changed, he looked in the direction of Xu Yan and glared, and scolded viciously:

"Phew, it's this little girl again, she's here to rob Lao Tzu's business again! I have to give her some color today! ”

Originally, Feng Tian was waiting a little impatiently, whether he could find this money or not, how could he serve customers like this.

Don't know how precious her time is?

Later, when she heard the shopkeeper scolding, Feng Tian was a little stunned.

"Claypot rice?"

Her eyes subconsciously followed the boss's gaze to that side.

Isn't that where Xu Lan sells things with dirt buns?

The owner of this dumpling shop and Xu Lan have been married?

This is really God help her, the enemy of her enemies, and that is friends.

Feng Tian hooked her lips, God was really helping her, she was worried about how to stumble Xu Yan.

Isn't this the end of the day!

The shopkeeper handed the money he had found to Feng Tian again, but was pushed back by Feng Tian.

She reached into her bag and pulled out a fifty-dollar bill.

looked at the boss and said with a smile:

"Big brother, do you want to talk about business?"

…

Perhaps because of the role of promotional pictures and small speakers.

Xu Lan's business today is surprisingly good, and even the sample that was made at the beginning for display has been sold.

Because claypot rice takes a long time to make and requires a long wait, there is a long queue in front of the stall.

Xu Lan was busy there, wishing that she could grow eight pairs of hands, originally she thought that the price this time was relatively high, and it was estimated that not too many people would come to buy it.

But the result was not what she expected.

She wrapped a freshly made claypot rice and handed it to the customers waiting nearby.

Then ask the next customer as usual:

"What flavor of claypot rice do you want to eat? There are sausages and bacon doubles, as well as sausages, bacon claypot rice, what flavor do you want to eat? ”

The owner of the dumpling shop queued up in front of Xu Lan's stall for a long time, and he was very impatient, but he was hooked by the fragrance in front of Xu Lan's stall.

The old one just now. Mother. They are really tigers, and if they want to do it themselves, they will have to spend money to hire others.

What a fool and a lot of money!

He touched the fifty yuan bill in his hand, and really felt that this wave of business was not a loss.

Not only can you eat delicious claypot rice, but you can also get fifty yuan, and maybe you can blackmail the small one in front of you for a while. Mother. We are a sum of money.

After Xu Mo finished asking, he didn't get a response for a long time, so he raised his head and took a look, and saw that the man in front of him was looking at him with a bad face, frowned, and asked again:

"Have you chosen?"

The owner of the dumpling shop came back to his senses, glanced at the meat on Xu Lan's board, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he slapped fifty yuan on the table, and scolded in a scolding tone:

"What are you urging a little girl? Isn't this looking at the menu! ”