Chapter 64 Classic Braised Vegetables, One Big Meat Bun per Person!

"I heard it too, she didn't even want ten taels of silver, Song Fubao, are you stupid, you don't make money if you have money!"

"That's it, why don't you give it to me, and we'll give you ideas!"

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There were wails everywhere, and everyone was scolding Song Fubao for being a fool, and they couldn't wait to replace him immediately.

Of course, there are also people who directly come forward and recommend themselves, but the small vendor who sells big meat buns simply ignores them and should simply take the money back.

"Except for Song Fubao, I don't need anyone else's help!"

If there are a few smart people who can do this, they still have to wait until now?

A bunch of greedy people who only know silver.

Those who have thoughts have to return home, and their faces are embarrassed and tight.

"I still insist on my choice, I can't think of a way, and I don't want to think of a way for you, you better ask another master, since you have silver, then you can make a big pot of meat buns to make amends for today's matter, as for the buns, tomorrow's market, everyone in our village can go and get one, so that we don't have to go to the government to entangle, how!?"

Song Fubao still refused, in order to avoid the subsequent contacts and give these people who are biased towards him today a little sweetness, he simply made a favor.

I can't get the silver, this big meat bun, but the whole village likes it, but I am usually reluctant to buy it, and it is easier to get it than silver, which must be more acceptable and feel that I can have it.

Sure enough, as soon as these words were finished, the villagers came to their senses again.

praised the Song family, and then urged the vendor who sold the big meat bun to agree quickly.

Compared with the officials, he ruined his reputation, and the vendor who sold the big meat buns chose to agree without hesitation, and then was surrounded by all the villagers and stared out of the village.

And Song Fubao and Grandma Song also hurried back home, and they had to get up early tomorrow to sell tofu, and now this trouble is already ugly in the early morning.

A few people were tired after making trouble, so they went back to their respective rooms to sleep after washing.

Next.

From the beginning of the tofu beating, you can hear the barking of dogs around you, the figure of passers-by, and the discussion of whether to take an ox cart or walk into the town.

Until the first pot of tofu was delivered to the ox cart, the ox cart staggered and moved quickly, and you could still see groups of villagers on the road.

Everyone was smiling at Song Fubao in the car, or grateful, or waving, or accosting.

"Let the whole village eat meat buns, how did you come up with this, look, these people are no different from going to the banquet, don't make people anxious and ask us to lose money when the time comes!"

Grandma Song's tone and eyes were teasing.

Song Fubao dangled his two calves hanging in the air, bored.

"Grandma, he still has to do this business, he will definitely not be so stingy, by the way, grandma, we are still worried that he suddenly needs to buy so much pork, can we cut the meat after selling tofu!"

Because pork is more expensive, not everyone can afford to eat it, Tianxianglou, Li Yuanwai and other big households are all scheduled to be sent in advance, so almost all the stalls sold outside are in the range of quantity.

The owner of the meat bun stall came back so late yesterday, and it was definitely not a reservation, most of them were bought now......

Grandma Song's smile disappeared, and before she could say anything, the speed of the ox cart automatically increased, and Uncle Niu was afraid that he wouldn't be able to buy meat?

Song Fubao was amused by this tacit understanding, and giggled.

When they arrived in the town, Boss Song, Song Youtian and Song Youbao went to sell tofu, and Song Fubao, Grandma Song and Uncle Niu hurried to the usual pork stall.

Sure enough, there were only some scraps left.

Ten pieces of meat can't make up a good one.

"Tomorrow Li Yuanwai's 60th birthday, the originally scheduled pig was robbed in the middle of the road, and it was too late to deliver it from other counties, so early in the morning, I bought half of the pork in the town."

The butcher who sells pork explains that he has a sense of pride in being an uncle now.

"The one who sells meat buns doesn't know what crazy he is, and he bought a lot of them for the first time, plus other people who follow the trend, and those who come earlier in the morning, don't there be a few pieces of meat left, and the other stalls must be in the same situation as me, you guys, you don't have to go to see it, come early next time!"

He's going to have to pack up and go home.

I've never finished work so early, it's amazing, I wish every day was today!

The butcher smiled with a wrinkled face, and his steps were so happy that he turned his small steps into blooming flowers.

Grandma Song and Uncle Niu were a little frustrated, and they were about to leave with Song Fubao, but just as the butcher was cleaning up the leftovers under the table, Song Fubao suddenly stopped.

Isn't that a pig necessary to cross the water?

Because of the backward conditions and information in remote areas in ancient times, this kind of difficult and time-consuming thing that no one can handle and has no value, so it is particularly worthless.

But if you get it right, worthlessness is the advantage of being a businessman, and the practice is also the capital of the business to get rich quickly.

It's good to die, she didn't know how to do this piece of braised vegetables, but because she loves to read time-traveling novels, she specially cultivated herself with the classic braised meat.