"Eh! Miss Shi! With your courier, you sign for it, just so I don't have to go upstairs! ”

After turning off the alarm clock in the morning, I was about to squint for five minutes to get up, but when my eyes opened again, a full twenty minutes had passed.

"There are people at home, you can just put it at my doorstep!" Stony Creek left a sentence and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the courier.

"You're all here, why should I go up and do it, there aren't many things, just sign it!" Without saying a word, the courier stuffed the package into Stony Brook's arms and handed her the slip and pen.

At this time, a bus to the company was slowly coming, Shi Xi didn't care about saying anything more, hurriedly took the pen and signed his name randomly, and ran to the bus stop with the express delivery.

Fortunately, there were many people who went to work at this point, so she stepped on the bus in the penultimate and successfully found a no-one corner to stand.

After his breath had stabilized, Shi Xi looked curiously at the express in his hand. It was this express that almost made me unable to catch the shuttle bus to the company, and I was almost late!

[Sender: Li Sixin]

【Shipping address: Nadutong Express Station, Honghe City, Qingyan Province】

[Item type: food, mushroom soup packets, random giveaways]

Mushroom soup packets!

This is a mushroom soup package that I ordered and bought at Xu's Lo Mei Shop! It was sent so quickly, and I should be the first batch to receive this point!

Thinking of this, Shi Xi's mood rose, and he took out his mobile phone and wanted to take a courier order and send it to the Big Eyes account. But after seeing his own information on the express, he hesitated for a moment and decided to unpack the package and shoot the package directly!

Flipping out the door key and swiping it on the tape, the box sealed by the tape instantly popped open, revealing two beautifully packaged mushroom soup packets inside, as well as a bag in an ordinary transparent plastic bag. Small potatoes?

Mini small potatoes are not lost to be called mini small potatoes, the bag of potatoes that Stony Brook is carrying, the largest is only half an egg in size, and the smallest is about the same as a quail egg, which is really very miniature and pocket-sized.

Putting down the small potatoes and flipping down, I turned out two leaflets, one leaflet was printed with what mushrooms are in the mushroom soup packet, how to stew them, etc., and the other was printed with one of the methods of mini small potatoes, the method of small potatoes in the pot.

Unfortunately, Stony Brook doesn't like potatoes, so this giveaway is a burden for her.

The car stopped at the bus stop near the company, and after Shi Xi got out of the car, he threw the mushroom soup bag into the big shoulder bag, threw the box into the trash, and finally looked at the mini potatoes in his hand and fell into a tangle.

I don't eat potatoes myself, do you want to throw them away?

At the moment when the thought appeared, a picture in Hezibao appeared in his mind, and he took it back with his outstretched hand.

Forget it, don't ask if any colleagues are interested and give it to them.

Then, she carried the bag of mini potatoes that didn't match the bright dress on her body and walked to the company, and halfway through she saw a stall roasting cold noodles, and the smell went straight to her nose.

It's 8:52 a.m., a hundred meters away from the company, eight minutes before the start of work, plus the allowed five minutes of lateness, that's thirteen minutes, and it's more than enough to buy a grilled cold noodle.

So, Shi Xi stood in front of the stall where he roasted cold noodles, ordered a roasted cold noodle and began to wait.

The boss's hand speed was very fast, and he put all the materials on the iron plate to preheat it in three times and five by two, and the corner of his eye swept to the bag of mini potatoes in Shi Xi's hand, and he couldn't help asking: "This potato looks like a sign, did you buy it around here?" ”

"Huh? Do I have this potato in my hands? Stony Brook lifted the potatoes a little dazedly.

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've seen this authentic little potato!" The boss of the baked cold noodles nodded and said: "This potato is suitable for making small potatoes in the pot, one bite at a time."

The boss of the baked cold noodles talked endlessly, and he didn't stop working on his hands, and packed the baked cold noodles while he spoke, and handed them to Shixi.

After taking the roasted cold noodles, Shi Xi hesitated, put the mini potatoes on the small cart, left a sentence of 'for the boss' and ran to the company, the boss of the roasted cold noodles only shouted, and Shi Xi's figure disappeared into the crowd.

"If you don't want good potatoes, you won't want them, I can't find a place to buy them if I want to."

The boss of the roasted cold noodles muttered and opened the bag, and one by one the gray potatoes appeared in front of him, picked one up, rubbed his fingers, and the gray-brown color of the outer layer like tissue paper faded away, revealing a golden skin.

After looking left and right, but didn't see the customers coming, the owner of the roasted cold noodles took out a 5L bottle of mineral water from under the trolley, poured a small bowl out, and carefully scrubbed the small potatoes in the bag, and under the washing of the water, they returned to their golden and attractive appearance.

Subsequently, these small potatoes appeared on the iron plate, under the high temperature of the iron plate, the hard inside softened and softened little by little, and finally under the pressure of the iron shovel, it became a thin potato cake, and the two sides of the cake were baked golden and crispy.

Sprinkle the seasoning on top and add green onions and coriander, and the enticing aroma spreads through the air, making people salivate when they smell it.

"Boss, is this snack a pot of small potatoes? How much does it cost? A crisp female voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

The boss of the baked cold noodles subconsciously looked up and said reflexively: "Grilled cold noodles cost five yuan a piece, plus an egg and a sausage for five."

"No, I'm asking you about the potted potatoes you're making, they smell so good!" The girl interrupted the boss's narration and pointed to the small potatoes on the iron plate and asked.

"This." The boss of the baked cold noodles wanted to sell this small potato, but smelling its mouth-watering aroma, swallowed back when the words came to his mouth: "If you don't buy this, make it and eat it yourself, do you want to try my baked cold noodles, my baked cold noodles are delicious!" ”

"Ah, I don't buy it!" The girl had a look of disappointment on her face, her brain giving the command to 'leave', but her body was still standing in front of the stall, motionless.

Looking at the girl's reluctant appearance, the boss of the baked cold noodles rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you have a baked cold noodles, I will give you a third, how about it?" ”

"Okay! Deal! ”

The pot on the outside of the potato is crispy and salty, and in the 'creaking' sound, the teeth break through this layer of crispy defense and enter the soft and glutinous interior of the potato, and the dense and moist feeling sweeps all the taste buds in the mouth. As you chew, the crispy outer layer blends with the soft and glutinous inside, revealing the starchy sweetness that belongs to potatoes in the salty aroma.

The small potatoes made by the boss of the roasted cold noodles are only fifteen, one-third is five, the mouth opens and closes five times, and the small potatoes in the pot placed on the roasted cold noodles disappear without a trace.

"Ah, this is the best pot potato I have ever eaten in this city, boss, do you buy pot potatoes tomorrow, if you buy it, I'll eat it!"

For this door-to-door business, the boss of the baked cold noodles wants to agree to it, but this small potato, whether it is in the vegetable market or in the wholesale market, is rare, occasionally in the supermarket to see it, but the price is as high as five or six yuan a catty, such a small potato price of eight yuan must not be sold, but the price is low, and he has not made money

"I sell baked cold noodles, and this potato was given by a little girl today, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat it." In the end, the owner of the grilled cold noodles ruthlessly refused.

After seeing the girl leave, the boss of the baked cold noodles cleaned up the plastic bag that was still on the ground, and suddenly turned out a flyer from under the plastic bag.

[Hezibao special crops - the practice of mini small potatoes! ] 】

The point is not in the introduction of the practice on the flyer, but on the large line at the bottom of the flyer.

[If you are interested in small potatoes, you can go to the big eye account of Xu's Catering to vote, the number of votes exceeds 1,000, and the small potatoes will be sold on the shelves of Xu's braised Taobao store! ] 】

[Tentative price, ten yuan and four catties free shipping!] 】

Ten dollars and four pounds free shipping. That's two dollars and five pounds. A pound of servings can make two and a half servings of potted potatoes. If a serving costs four yuan, one pound can be sold for ten yuan!

The owner of the baked cold noodles had a gleam in his eyes, and he wiped the water stains on the leaflet with great care, folded it lightly, carefully put it in his pocket, and finally fastened the button of the pocket to prevent it from falling, and then stood up and continued the business of baking cold noodles.

(End of chapter)