Salt Xiao Fulang

The advertisement was easy to read, and the onlookers in the front row laughed out loud. The atmosphere was happy for a while, and after a while, a middle-aged man who was willing to try something new bought two fried dumplings.

He didn't eat it himself, so he handed the oiled paper bag to his daughter-in-law next to him, and let her and the child each have one.

Everyone stared at the daughter-in-law, waiting for the evaluation of the first diner, staring at the beautiful little lady until her face was flushed.

"...Well," the little lady covered half of her body behind her husband, and took a bite cautiously.

The skin on the edge of the dumplings has been fried to a burnt yellow color, crispy and fragrant, and the wild vegetable soup flowing out of the stuffing made the eyes of the little lady brighten.

"Daddy! It's delicious, Xiaobao still wants to eat!" The little girl holding the hand of the little lady shouted first, and people were so excited that they ordered fried dumplings one after another.

When the scene is opened, the business is officially opened.

The first pot of dumplings was sold out quickly, and Song Xu hurriedly cooked the next pot, selling hundreds of dumplings in a row, and the number of talents gradually became scarce.

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that today was not in vain.

Although the cost has not been calculated yet, he feels that there must be a profit overall.

It's just a question of earning more and earning less.

But there is one thing that he did not expect, the purchasing power of the people in the county is not as high as he imagined.

In the era of material scarcity, saving has become the instinct of the working people at the bottom.

Especially spending money on food is something worth shopping around and weighing carefully.

The steamed stuffed buns cost five cents, and adults with a small appetite can fill most of them with one.The noodles at the small stalls cost only six yuan for a bowl without meat, and ten yuan with some meat can be eaten happily.

In contrast, although fried dumplings are delicious, they are more like a luxury.

Of course everyone thinks it is delicious, and they are willing to try something new, but they are unwilling to buy it no matter how much it is.

Song Xu was a little worried. He didn't know the exact customer location, and he didn't control the cost well. After making his own estimates, he always felt that this business would not last long.

He slowly made dumplings with the last remaining stuffing, and after waiting for a while, he opened another pot.

When the dumplings were about to be fried, he turned the fire on the stove to lukewarm, trying to keep the dumplings on the frying pan as hot as possible, then found a tree, and sat down on his buttocks.

too tired.

Song Xu rested his chin on one hand, observed the pedestrians coming and going, and thought about what business to do next.

The guy selling rice cakes next door is almost sold out, and he can chat with every customer.Although Tian Xiaoqing talked a lot, they were all nonsense. Compared with this man, his quality was inferior.

Song Xu thought for a while, stood up, scooped up three dumplings and wrapped them in oiled paper.

Coincidentally, Brother Mi Gao sold the last piece of cake, and just exhaled, when he turned his head, his sight was blocked by a greased paper bag.

"I'm the fried dumpling seller next to you. It's almost sold out. I'll give you some to try." Song Xu accosted.

"Ah..." The rice cake guy was stunned: "You're welcome, just give me one, I give you so much! I don't have anything to return to you, I just sold the last piece of cake! Oh, you are so polite... ..."

He happily put the oiled paper bag into his arms, as if he was going to take it home.

"Next time! Next time I'll make some fresh rice cakes for you! My own business, no one cheats, my grandfather made it in his generation, the craftsmanship passed down for generations, guaranteed to be delicious!"

"Okay! It's best to eat these fried dumplings while they are hot, otherwise the flavor will be greatly reduced."

"Oh," Brother Mi Gao scratched his head in embarrassment, "My family has a large population, and I rarely have oil and water to eat. My husband just had a baby, so I want to take it back for him to taste."

Song Xu was a little surprised.The young man looks young, but he is already married and has children.

Song Xu sighed in his heart, after all, the times have changed, and children of eighteen or nineteen can no longer be regarded as real children.Many of them have become the pillars of the family.

Brother Mi Gao's caring attitude towards his husband won Song Xu's favor, and the two had a rough chat, and Song Xu learned a little more about Chunyang County.

"In addition to the big market once every ten days, you can also set up stalls and do some small business in the small market every five days. The food and drink stalls are on the east side of our place, and the west side is some stalls selling gadgets, mostly housewives. I do needlework, and occasionally a carpenter makes some trinkets. Besides, at the first big fair every month, there will be a few merchants who travel far away, selling some new gadgets for sale, just like today!"

He patted Song Xu on the shoulder sympathetically, and continued: "Why don't you even know this? When I was young, my parents didn't let me play the first episode, but I can always come when I grow up? To be a man, you need to have a lot of experience!"

Song Xu smiled, and just as he was about to answer the conversation, he saw a woman coming to his stall.

She wandered around, looking at his pot from time to time.

Song Xu paused the conversation, stood up and greeted, "Auntie, do you want to try fried dumplings as a fresh snack? Wild vegetable and egg stuffing, oily and crispy, delicious!"

The woman was dressed in shabby clothes, her complexion was sallow, and she lowered her head.

You don't need to look carefully, you can smell the shabby smell when you see it from afar.

"... much, how much?"

She mustered up great courage to ask, and Song Xu still smiled and said friendlyly, "Four cents apiece."

"Ah... this is so expensive."

The woman sighed, then stood there motionless, as if she wanted to see a flower from the fried dumplings.

Song Xu: "..." The two were relatively speechless and just stood there stupidly.

The rice cake brother next to him put away the stall, and was just about to say goodbye to Song Xu, when he turned his head and looked happy: "Hey, old lady, do you want it or not? These fried dumplings are delicious! Earlier When it was just out of the pot, hey, that person was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and turned nine layers inside and outside! The smell of the dumplings wafted ten miles away, and the guards at the gate of the city could smell it , I even came here to buy it! If you are interested, buy one and try it, and it won’t cost much if you eat one, but you don’t deserve to live if you haven’t eaten fried dumplings. To be honest, these dumplings have already been eaten. Put it in front of you, do you know what it is called?"

Song Xu and the aunt looked at Brother Mi Gao curiously.

I saw him clapping his hands: "It's called fate!"

Song Xu: "..."

Auntie: "..."

What a talent.

Song Xu sighed to himself, said goodbye to brother Mi Gao, a cross talk actor, and stared at his aunt again.

"Auntie, do you want to buy it?"

"..." The woman opened her mouth, closed it again, hesitated and opened it again, seeing Song Xu so agitated that she wanted to lie down and do a set of yoga to calm her mind.

"I, I have no money."

After a while, my aunt finally choked out a word, and Song Xu felt physically and mentally exhausted.

There were only the last eight dumplings left in the pot, and it was almost noon.Song Xu sighed, wrapped up two dumplings and handed them to the down-and-out aunt: "It's the first day I opened today, and I've made a good relationship, so I'll give these two dumplings to you. Don't go out and talk nonsense, or others will be unhappy .”

The aunt didn't seem to expect that she could really get these precious snacks, and there were only two of them, so she was so stunned that she didn't know where to put them.

"That, that, thank you, I'll go get you some sewing stuff, wait, wait, my house is not far away... Just, some fashionable handkerchiefs, yes, can be worth some money,"

"Forget it today," Song Xu interrupted her with a smile: "I'll close the stall and go back. My husband is still waiting for me at home. Next time, I'll set up a stall here every big market. If you want to give money, you can do it." Okay, it’s fine if you don’t have one, I originally gave it to you.”

"...Hey, hey."

The aunt looked up, and a pure and warm smile appeared on her weather-beaten face.

Song Xu was slightly taken aback, and suddenly realized that this stooped woman should have been very beautiful once.

My aunt turned and left, and he also started to close the stall.

Just as the stove was completely extinguished, there was a messy sound and a slightly familiar exclamation nearby.

Song Xu looked up, but saw that aunt was surrounded by people!

"Hey, sister Caixiu! Why are you showing your face on the street alone?"

People with malicious intentions also spoke in a strange manner, and more and more people gathered around the center of the conflict. Song Xu frowned, left the booth and squeezed into the crowd.

"You owe our boss three months' rent! Every time you go to your house to ask for it, you always excuse that you are the only woman in the house, and you refuse to let us in... Hey, we met on the street! But forgive me for talking too much, brother, you won't let us in the house...I'm afraid it's because there are some shameless men hiding in the house! Hahahahaha!"

There were more than a dozen people surrounding the "Caixiu" aunt, and they laughed together in a huge way.

Song Xu frowned, the leader was really familiar... Isn't that the leader "Sharp Mouth" who came to their house to snatch Xiao Chun!

Why is he everywhere! ?

Song Xu bowed his head and took a few steps back, covering himself in the crowd watching, trying to keep his presence as low as possible.

Aunt Caixiu was kicked to the ground by that sharp beak, and she was crying.

She didn't refute, just clutching her chest.

Others found it strange, but Song Xu knew that she was just protecting the oiled paper bag containing two fried dumplings.

"Speak up, sister Caixiu? Did you steal someone at home? That's not surprising. After all, our girl Caixiu was famous in Yuncheng when she was young. It's not a good job to raise a few idlers at home? But no matter what Which man did you get the money from, shouldn't you return Mr. Qian's money—"

Jianzui paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice: "Is our third master's money so well owed!?"

Aunt Caixiu was so frightened that she screamed. She covered her chest with one hand and her head with the other, like a lunatic: "Don't kill me, don't kill me! I'll give it, I'll give it!"

"Hmph, can you get it out?" Jianzui shook his ugly big head: "Our third master is not an unreasonable person... I have already said that if you are willing to go back to Chunfeng Building to re-list, our third master can avoid it." I paid your rent... For the sake of old friendship, I will treat you to a good meal—huh? What did you get?!"

Aunt Caixiu collapsed on the ground and trembled, a corner of the oiled paper bag was accidentally exposed.

The sharp-mouthed eyes are also sharp, and he rushed up with a brisk step, and touched Caixiu's arms——

"Don't! Don't——!"

Putting your hand into a woman's chest in the street is a humiliating thing no matter where you put it.

The sharp mouth didn't seem to have this awareness at all.

Caixiu was clutching her clothes tightly, but she was no match for the man's strength. After a few seconds of stalemate, she was snatched away by her sharp mouth.

The people around were silent.

Jianzui opened the oil-paper bag, and inside were two novelty foods he had never seen before.

He leaned closer to smell it, and then identified the dozen or so brothers, and everyone said that they hadn't eaten it.

"Hey!" Jianzui laughed, "Sister Caixiu's sword is not old! Where did you get this to eat?... But I smelled it, is it because it is covering our girl Caixiu's chest, why is there a smell? Son..."

As he said that, under Caixiu's terrified and hateful gaze, he threw the two fried dumplings on the ground, and stomped on them hard——!

"Ah!" Aunt Caixiu let out a long cry, and the onlookers turned their heads and couldn't bear to look any more.

Song Xu clenched his fists.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of him, only to hear the pointed mouth turn around, his face changed as if he was very flattering: "Mr. Qian! You are here!"