After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

The old lady glared at him, "You...what are you yelling about?"

Ye Xunqing said innocently, "Didn't you ask us why we're here? We're here to sell things. Old lady, would you like to try some Sanzi and sesame slices? It's free."

The old lady was immediately attracted by the free price. "What's free?"

Considering the old lady's teeth condition, Ye Xunqing directly gave her Sanzi and sesame slices. These two are easy to chew and both the old man and the old lady can eat them.

"Please try it." Ye Xunqing broke off a small piece of Sanzi and added a small piece of sesame.

After the old lady ate it, her eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Oh my, what is this?"

Ye Xunqing smiled and said, "It's delicious."

The old lady immediately asked, "How are they sold?"

Ye Xunqing introduced: "Sanzi is three cents a bunch, and sesame slices is five cents a bag."

The Sanzi he fried were not the big ones that looked like fans, but small fan-shaped ones that were about the size of his palm.

The old lady was not satisfied with the price, but she really loved to eat. "Is it cheaper if I buy more?"

Ye Xunqing saw her demeanor and knew she was the one in charge of the family's finances, so he said, "It can't be cheap, but if you like it, I'll give you some more."

The old lady agreed, "Give me a pack of each of these, and two handfuls of these long, thin noodles."

Ye Xunqing's attitude towards customers is very good. "Okay, I'll give you a handful of fried dough sticks and a handful of small fried dough twists as well."

The boy who was beaten was still yelling, "Grandma, he hit me!"

The old lady was busy eating Sanzi (fried dough sticks) when she heard her grandson making a noise. She gave him a handful of small twisted dough sticks and said, "Go play, you just keep causing trouble all day long."

Ye Xunqing finally understood that grandson or not was not as important as himself.

"Auntie, is it delicious?" asked a man.

The old lady smiled and nodded. "It's delicious, it's delicious. You should buy some too. We may not have it available next time."

The onlookers were still a little hesitant, so Ye Xunqing let them taste it directly. It didn’t matter whether they bought it or not after tasting it. The main thing was that he wanted people to know that his food was delicious.

Just kidding, he was a food blogger with 30 million followers on the entire Internet back then. How could the food he made not be delicious?

Sure enough, this group of people was richer than the previous group, and they all bought some after tasting it.

More than half of the remaining 70% was gone, leaving only 20%.

"Let's go." Ye Xunqing urged Feng Jingheng, "We have to find the people who built the house."

Feng Jingheng asked in confusion: "Can't we just sell it directly to the villagers?"

Ye Xunqing explained, "Of course, I can, but I came here just to test the waters. These fried dough sticks are high-calorie foods, making them perfect for people who do manual labor. Construction workers need energy the most, so they're also one of my important customers."

Feng Jingheng didn't understand what energy and heat were. He only knew that Ye Xunqing needed to find workers to build a house, so he would take Ye Xunqing to find them.

"Actually, you can find Big Brother." Feng Jingheng suddenly said, "Big Brother is also helping people build houses in town."

Ye Xunqing knew Feng Jinghua was helping people build houses, but his goal wasn't just to find customers. He also wanted to improve his fried dough sticks based on their needs. After all, the fried dough sticks he made were more of a snack, okay for occasional enjoyment, but no one could afford to eat them all the time. He needed to improve them into a staple food, like a portable pancake, cheap and filling.

Ye Xunqing found a family who was building a house. It was too hot and it was noon, so the workers were hiding under a tree to rest and waiting for the owner to provide lunch. Although it was said to be a free meal, it was just brown rice with pickles, which was definitely not delicious.

Feng Jingheng went over carrying his load, and then someone called him.

"Heng Er, what are you picking?" A middle-aged man with his upper body naked stopped him and asked.

Feng Jingheng recognized him; they had worked together at the grain station before.

"Uncle Dahe." Feng Jingheng called out, "My wife made some fried dough sticks to sell."

"What kind of fruit is this?" Wang Dahe came over to take a look. "What does it taste like?"

Ye Xunqing immediately opened a corner of the basket and said, "These are fried dough dumplings. Uncle, would you like to try some?" He picked out two small fried dough twists.

Wang Dahe ate it, and his hungry stomach immediately felt better. "What the hell is this? I was starving, but now I've eaten two, I feel better."

Ye Xunqing said: "Zhabaozi, also known as dough dumplings."

Wang Dahe nodded. "It's delicious, crispy and fragrant, not like dough dumplings."

"Uncle Dahe, what do you think of the taste of these two dishes? Do you want to change them?" Ye Xunqing asked the customer for his opinion.

"It's delicious, very delicious." Wang Dahe praised it highly. "It's just a little bland. I'd add a little more salt. My mouth has no taste. This is really good."

Ye Xunqing took note that people who engage in physical labor will lose a lot of salt, especially in the hot summer, when salt loss will be faster, so he has to add more salt.

"What good stuff?" Other workers also came over to take a look.

Ye Xunqing distributed samples to them one by one, and all the workers who tasted it said it was delicious, no matter what they tasted.

Wang Dahe was also very understanding. He asked, "Heng Er, how much are these fried noodles?"

Ye Xunqing said, "Sanzi is three cents a bunch, and the others are five cents a bag."

Wang Dahe took a breath, "Hiss... a bit expensive."

Ye Xunqing explained to them what it was made of, and then how it was made. After listening, although the workers did not think it was expensive, they were still reluctant to buy it.

Ye Xunqing asked: "Uncle Dahe, what price would you accept?"

Wang Dahe replied, "Three cents a bag is acceptable to me."

Ye Xunqing took note of it. Next time he would not add eggs and sugar but salt instead, so as to reduce costs.

"Sorry, uncle, it's so hot, and my costs are quite high, so I can't go any lower than five cents." Ye Xunqing said, "Oil and sugar are not cheap, and eggs are expensive too, so if the price goes any lower, I won't even be able to make back my initial investment."

A young man took a look and said, "Give me two packs. I'll buy some for my wife."

Another man said, "Then I'll take a pack back for my kids. It's a bit pricey, but I've never tasted it before, so I'll buy some for them to try."

Ye Xunqing filled a bag for them and gave them a small bag as a gift. Since they were grateful for what they had received, they would have to speak up when he asked them questions later.

There were also young men without wives and children who bravely bought a pack. "I'm starving. The food my employer gives me is not good. I can't eat enough every day. Now is the perfect time to buy this. I won't be afraid of falling off the wall because of hunger."

Ye Xunqing smiled and said, "This elder brother is right. If you do hard labor, you should eat more oily food so that you have the strength to work."