Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

"Come on, folks, this is the sauce we made at home. You can dip steamed buns in the sauce. Everyone come and try it." Yan Yiyi took the opportunity to put out several kinds of sauce, and next to them were steamed buns that had been cut into small pieces, just enough for one bite.

The steamed buns were the complimentary milky white steamed buns. A large bowl of steamed buns was placed in front of us. The rich and sweet taste made us drool uncontrollably.

"By the way, this red thing is chili sauce. People who can't eat spicy food shouldn't dip too much in it, or they won't be able to bear it." Yan Yiyi kindly reminded. After all, few people here can eat spicy food.

"Come on, come on, everyone, come and have a taste. It's free. Please use a bamboo stick to stick the buns."

When they heard it was a free sample, everyone's eyes lit up and they all picked up bamboo sticks to poke the steamed buns to try the taste. Some people were greedy and kept using bamboo sticks to poke the steamed buns to eat. People around them looked at them with contempt and some even cursed at them, but they still did their own thing.

Yan Yiyi just watched calmly without stopping him.

Haha, these flours are bought from Youyou. With 1 point, she can buy several hundred kilograms of flour. They can eat as much as they want, as long as they don’t make her poor.

The onlookers saw Yan Yiyi's friendly and smiling face, and kept reminding them to try it, and if it was not enough, she could get more steamed buns. Suddenly, many people became more favorable towards Yan Yiyi and even this shop.

This shop is really not pretending to be polite and generous. When an older boy heard the young woman ask him to go to the backyard to get steamed buns, he happily went and brought back a large bowl. The empty bowl that had been used before was instantly filled again.

"Wow! There is meat in this sauce! I can taste the minced meat! It smells so good and tastes so good!" someone exclaimed.

Yan Yiyi smiled and stepped forward to introduce: "This is our special pork sauce, which is made with wild boar meat and diced mushrooms. It is very delicious."

“How do I buy this?”

“A can costs 20 wen. If you bring your own clay pot, it costs 15 wen. But I need to remind you that you need to eat it within five to ten days after opening the can, otherwise it will spoil easily.

If you open it but don't open it often and keep it well sealed, and keep it in a cool place away from direct sunlight, it can be kept longer.

Other pickles or chili sauces without oil can be kept longer, but it is better to eat them as soon as possible.

A jar of pickled vegetables costs ten cents, of course, if you don’t need a jar, it only costs five cents.

Chili sauce is a rare commodity, costing 30 wen a can. We only have 20 cans of chili sauce in our shop right now, and they will be gone once they are sold out.

There is not much pork sauce, about 50 cans, but as long as we can hunt wild boars, we can make it. We can also make it with domestic pigs, but the price will be higher. After all, the price of wild boars hunted by ourselves and pork bought is different. I hope everyone can understand. "

"From what you mean, as long as the price is right, you can buy domesticated pork, not necessarily wild boar meat?" asked an auntie whose family was relatively well-off.

"Yes, we can sell wild boar meat cheaply because we have to charge a little labor fee. Domestic pork is bought from the market with real money. If it costs 20 coins a can, we will lose money."

"For domestic pigs, how much do you charge?"

"30 Wen."

"With the money for the jar?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll buy a can and try it. If it tastes good, I can pay you to make it in the future, right?"

"Yes, but it will take time to make, at least three days."

The aunt nodded: "Okay, I've got that. How do you eat this chili sauce?" She just tasted it. It smelled delicious and tasted very stimulating, but after the stimulation, she still wanted to eat it, and she couldn't stop.

“The simplest way to eat chili sauce is to mix it with rice or dip it in steamed buns. Using it as a dipping sauce is the easiest way to eat it.

Another way is to use chili sauce as a seasoning. When you cook, add some to the dish, and the taste will be different. Basically, you can add chili sauce to anything. Of course, if you want a spicy soup, you can add it after serving it. It depends on your personal preference. "

"Oh! Can this be used as a seasoning? Should it be added with salt?"

Yan Yiyi smiled and said, "That depends on your cooking preferences." If she said more, she could sell the recipes, which was not cost-effective.

"This pickled radish is sour and spicy, very delicious. You can also take a can back to try. It's also 10 cents a can. Yes, take a can."

The aunt laughed and said, "Just buy a jar this time, and bring the jar next time when you're done."

"Yes! Of course if you have extra cans at home you can go back and bring some cans back to buy more. They should all be in stock today."

"It's such a pity that we don't have that many canned food at home." The aunt's smile became more loving. It was the first time she heard someone advise customers to go home and get canned food before coming back. If it were any other shop, wouldn't they roll their eyes and despise them for being poor?

Father Li had been settling the bills for the guests. When he saw that there were not enough steamed buns, he quickly asked Dahu to run back to the yard and ask A'ye to bring out a basket of steamed buns.

After a while, Xinye and Dahu came out carrying a large basket of steaming buns. When the guests saw the hot buns, they knew that there would be more when it was their turn, and they were very happy.

Xin Ye glanced at Yan Yiyi who was talking in the crowd. The whole person seemed to be shining. The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and then he went back to continue steaming buns.

When it was almost noon, a middle-aged woman came with an empty basket and went straight to Father Li: "Boss, are you selling these steamed buns?"

The two older grandchildren in the family clamored for more food after eating. Now the vegetables were sold out, and she didn’t want to buy the sauces, so didn’t she have the nerve to ask for steamed buns?

Father Li was surprised, not because he was surprised that customers would come to buy steamed buns, but because he was surprised that Aye's wife had anticipated this situation. He came to his senses and replied, "You can sell them. Today is the opening of the new store. The original price is two cents each, but now it's five cents for three. But when you buy a steamed bun, you won't get a free bun. How many do you want to buy?"

The eyes of other customers who had tasted the steamed buns lit up instantly. They didn’t expect that there would be a discount on steamed buns. They all decided to buy more to take home later.

The old lady was a little overwhelmed, so she asked Father Li directly: "There are seven people in my family. If each of us has two, how much will it cost?"

"There are seven people, and if each person gets two, we need 2 steamed buns in total. If we charge 14 wen for three, then 5 wen will give us 3 buns, which is one more than you expected. Is that okay? Or do we need to calculate 25 buns per person? If each person gets three, then it will be exactly 15 wen, for a total of 3 steamed buns."

"Will there be more steamed buns tomorrow?"

"Not necessarily. We made extra today because we're giving it away. We don't open the shop that early in the morning, so we don't usually sell steamed buns."

When the old lady heard that there might not be more in the future, she gritted her teeth and said, "Then give me 35 wen of steamed buns."

I'll give some to my daughters later. There will be two for each person in the family, and one extra for my two precious grandchildren.

Yes, just do it!

After hearing this, every subsequent customer would take the 10 or 15 cents steamed bun home for their family to try when paying the bill, because they might not be able to eat such delicious steamed buns again in the future.