Rebirth in the 1990s: The Fat Cannon Fodder Wife Wants to Turn Things Around

Chapter 118

Meng Yao couldn't help holding back her smile, pretending she didn't know her, and asked, "There are beef vermicelli buns and radish sauce meat buns, which one do you want?"

"Two of each!"

Meng Yao divided each kind of steamed stuffed bun into baskets, opened the steamer and took two of each, packed them in parchment paper, and handed them over, "It's a total of one yuan."

Jiang Wenlei took out his own money and gave it to her.

When taking the money, he was still thinking about whether the money would come back, but when he lowered his head and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, he had already completely forgotten about the money.

This steamed stuffed bun is really delicious, better than any he has ever eaten.

Qi Wenye was exaggerating when he said that he finished eating in two bites, but Jiang Wenlei actually ate a bun in two bites.

He devoured everything he ate, and his mouth was full of oil.

While eating, while walking with a dull head.

An old voice next to him asked him, "Are the buns delicious?" Jiang Wenlei didn't lift his head after eating, but nodded repeatedly.

Soon, Meng Yao's stall ushered in a second business.

It was an old man wearing a hat, the one who asked Jiang Wenlei if the buns were good.

He was wearing a hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see a beard, a high nose, and the wings of his nostrils kept flapping, smelling the diffuse fragrance.

"Bun, what stuffing?"

"Beef vermicelli buns, radish sauce meat buns, and leek egg buns, meat three cents, vegetarian two cents."

Next to him, Qi Wenye held his breath secretly, fearing that the old man, who seemed to him to be the first customer, would be scared away.

When the old man asked for buns, Qi Wenye's eyes lit up instantly.

"One of each."

"OK, wait!"

Meng Yao took three steamed buns with oiled paper, folded them casually, and wrapped them up, leaving only one opening for easy access to the steamed stuffed buns.

Her move made the old man nod repeatedly.

Pay the money with one hand and receive the buns with the other.

When holding the hot money in his hand, not only Meng Yao was happy, Qi Wenye also jumped up happily.

"The buns are sold!"

Meng Yao stretched out her hand and patted Qi Wenye's palm, "Good luck!"

As if to confirm what Meng Yao said was a happy opening, three more people came to buy buns one after another, and they all seemed to be not short of money.

Meng Yao was happy to collect the money, the old man who suddenly bought three steamed buns stepped forward and appeared in front of the stall again, his flowered hat was very conspicuous.

"Three buns!"

Meng Yao was stunned for a moment, seeing the last bite of steamed stuffed bun in his hand stuffed into his mouth, dumbfounded, "Master, have you eaten three steamed stuffed buns already?"

"I can eat three more!"

The old man blew on his beard, raised three fingers, and finally raised his head from under the hat.

Meng Yao saw this...

"It's you, sir!"

This old man is obviously the old man who drank hot pepper soup yesterday, but Meng Yao still hasn't recognized him wearing a hat.

The old man obviously has a good memory, and he recognized Meng Yao after a few more glances, "It's you, the little girl who drank Hu spicy soup yesterday, you made this bun?"

Meng Yao smiled and nodded, "Yes! Sir, do you want one of each?"

"No, no, no, one leek egg, two beef vermicelli meat."

I want both buns, but I didn't buy the meat buns with radish sauce.

Meng Yao smiled and packed the buns, wondering why the meat buns with radish sauce were not needed, isn't it to your liking?
Qi Wenye, who only ate meat buns with radish sauce, couldn't help muttering: "I'm really ignorant, obviously the meat buns with radish sauce are the best!"

The old man heard it sharply, and answered his words: "Delicious is delicious, but the lack of spiciness."

“Delicious without being spicy!”

Qi Wenye argued with him, and the old man blew his beard, "I don't care like a child."

After receiving the buns, the old man still did not forget to explain to Meng Yao, "Next time I make buns, make some spicy ones, the spicy ones are more delicious."

Meng Yao nodded without any doubt, she had this plan in the first place.

The old man asked again: "Will you sell buns at this spot every day from now on?"

Meng Yao smiled and nodded again, "If there is no accident, I should come every day!"

The old man gave a "hmm" and walked away holding the bun with his chest up and his head up. He had just walked two steps before turning back and whispering mysteriously.

"Your buns are too cheap to sell. If someone comes to buy them later, remember to sell them more expensive!"

Meng Yao: "..."

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