Looking at Huang's face again, Lin Yan couldn't help but marvel even more, Shen Jing'an's father protected her too well.

At this moment, she is curious and angry, like a child waiting for candy, simple and innocent.

When the lid of the steamed bun was lifted, even Shen Jingan couldn't help but come over.

The yellowish steamed buns were chubby, and Shen Jingan was not afraid of being hot, so he couldn't help but take one, put it in the palm of his hand, and pinched it and pinched it, and pinched it again and again.

Even Huang couldn't help but poke it with his hand.

Shen Jing'an stared at the place where he was poked by the Huang family and quickly bounced back, his eyes widened: "This is the bun you are talking about?" ”

Lin Yan also took one, it was so hot that he couldn't help but rub his fingers, and put it back again.

She stared at the steamed bun in the palm of Shen Jing'an's hand, which had already cooled a little.

So she took it from Shen Jing'an's hand, broke it directly from the middle, and showed them the fluffy tissue inside: "This is a steamed bun, there is no stuffing in it." The bun will be filled with minced meat, vegetables, beans, etc., ......"

As he spoke, Lin Yan couldn't help but pause.

Like, it's not like that?

I remember where I saw it, the buns in ancient times were steamed buns, also known as cage cakes, with fillings.

What is the name of the steamed bun without filling?

Alas, no matter what.

Anyway, what's this thing called now, she's in charge.

Thinking like this, Lin Yan smiled brightly at Huang and Shen Jing'an again, and stuffed the broken steamed buns into the hands of the two of them: "You guys try it?" ”

Huang couldn't wait any longer, so he took the steamed bun and ate it.

Although she was anxious, she tasted very good, one bite at a time, and together with Shen Jing'an, her eating movements were very gentle.

Lin Yan was not in a hurry to eat, just waited.

After the two of them finished eating half of the steamed buns in their hands, Lin Yancai said again: "I used a pound of flour just now, because the rice retort is too small, I made it bigger, a total of seven." ”

Huang didn't have any ideas yet, but Shen Jing'an's brain was already spinning: "Such a big steamed bun, one is already half full, save some, and one steamed bun can be drunk with water, and it can be eaten for a meal." ”

Lin Yan immediately laughed: "Yes, but I plan to make it smaller, about ten pounds per catty, how about one or two pennies?" ”

A pound of flour costs about 5 yuan, ten steamed buns cost 20 yuan, and if you don't count firewood, a pound of flour will make a net profit of 15 yuan.

But Shen Jing'an was not satisfied: "Your steamed bun is very fresh, as long as it costs two pennies, you can make it smaller." It's like that, and some people want it. ”

Lin Yan thought about it, but finally didn't agree: "It's okay, there will be buns, meat filling, bean filling, and all kinds of fillings, which will be easy to earn." ”

Like steamed buns, she plans to sell them in batches, and if she has a large amount, she will naturally make a lot of money.

Moreover, if you sell steamed buns, can you still miss soy milk?

That's the real profit, a pound of beans can grind a lot of soy milk......

It's a pity that she inquired, the stone mill is too expensive!

If she can't buy a stone mill and put it at home, if she goes to the mill every day to grind soy milk, she thinks she can't be busy.

As a result, the soy milk plan could only be postponed for the time being.

That night, the family of three took a bite of soft and fluffy steamed buns and a mouthful of green vegetable soup, and they were so satisfied that they even slept more soundly.

Early the next morning, Lin Yan went out early to buy meat as usual.

Her steamer will not be ready until the afternoon, and this morning it is still selling pancakes.

Who knows, she just picked up the meat and walked to the door of the house, and the Huang family was already anxious to greet her, and when she saw her, tears fell: "Yan Niang, something is wrong, what can I do!" ”

Lin Yan's heart suddenly shook, and he couldn't help but hold her hand back: "What's wrong?" Xianggong he ......"

Huang was so anxious that he stomped his foot: "No! ”

Then he pointed to the opposite shop and cried angrily: "Look at them, they are too shameless!" ”

Lin Yan followed her hand and looked over, only to see that Uncle Wang's shop on the opposite side had changed at some point.

Uncle Wang's family sells groceries, and they sell them very casually, so they just set up a stall with stools and wooden boards and put a few baskets on it.

At this time, the stall has been taken away, and a higher platform has been set up again, the stove and the wok have been arranged, Wang Bo is kneading the dough hard, and Zheng is chopping meat on the side.

Their daughter-in-law was next to her, and when she saw that Lin Yan had forgotten to come, she was embarrassed and guilty, so she didn't dare to look at her again.

Lin Yan: "......"

There are very few skills in frying meatloaf, and from the first day she sells meatloaf, she knows that sooner or later someone will learn it.

And it's just a pancake, she never wanted to hide it, and hide it as if it were an heirloom.

But, she didn't expect that it had only been a few days?

Two days?

Opposite her house, Uncle Wang, who was still pitying her the day before yesterday, learned her craft.

Others can say that Uncle Wang's family knows everything about them, and they have always known that their family still owes debts.

Lin Yan was speechless, so he could only coax the Huang family: "It's okay, I didn't want to continue selling this meatloaf." ”

Huang stared at the meat that Lin Yan was carrying: "Then what should I do today?" This meat has been bought, and it will be a big loss if you don't sell it! ”

Lin Yan looked at the meat and smiled: "Business must continue to be done, if you don't do it today, won't you have no income?" ”

Their family is still in debt, how can they not start work?

Huang looked at the other side in a panic: "However, I heard that they only sell a meatloaf for four yuan, and if we want to sell it for five yuan, we will definitely not be able to sell it." ”

Four pennies?

Lin Yan looked back at the other side in shock.

That's too ruthless!

Wu Shi, the daughter-in-law of Uncle Wang's family on the other side, was also staring at the meat in Lin Yan's hand, and when she saw Lin Yan looking over, she hurriedly and panicked away from her eyes.

The movements of her hands couldn't help slowing down, Uncle Wang followed the method he learned secretly, kneaded the dough, put it back in the clay pot and found a lid to cover it to wake up, seeing that his daughter-in-law was in a daze, he slapped her on the back of the head: "Hurry up and work, the noodles will open when they wake up in a while." ”

Wu Shi was slapped for no reason, his whole face turned red, and he hurriedly sped up the red beans in the basin, his eyes were full of heat.

She felt that Lin Yan's family was very pitiful, and the debt collectors came a while ago, so they searched the house, and yesterday I heard that they came again.

These debt collectors will never go back empty-handed, Lin Yan How much money can they have? It must have been looted again.

In this way, the livelihood of Lin Yan's family in the future depends on whether they can make a few bucks this morning.

When Wu thought about it like this, he felt that their family was even worse.

Lin Yan's meat was bought, but they wanted to steal Lin Yan's business, didn't they want to force Lin Yan's family of three to death?

But she thought like this, but she didn't dare to tell her in-laws, so she could only make the red beans, use the excuse to change clothes, go to the backyard, and cry with her father-in-law.