Pickles?

The owner of the breakfast stall couldn't help but smile and nodded when he heard this: "Okay, no one is selling pickles in this morning market. Last year, one came, but he stopped coming after a few days of selling. I guess the business is not good."

Nie Ling'er was surprised and happy when she heard that there was no pickle stall in this morning market.

What’s surprising is that no one sells this pickle, which should be an essential item in the morning market?

Fortunately, this way, her pickle stall becomes unique.

"In such a big morning market, there isn't even a pickle stall?" Baoer opened his mouth to ask first.

The owner of the breakfast stall was obviously from the town. He had been setting up a stall in the morning market for many years and was very familiar with these things. He immediately said: "Hey, every household can make these pickles. How about poor people?"

How can I be willing to spend money on pickles!"

"Rich people are all monopolized by Hou's Pickles. This is a business that has no beginnings and no store. So whoever gets it loses! In my opinion..."

In the middle of speaking, this person suddenly realized that he seemed to have said too much, and immediately laughed repeatedly: "Oh, look at my mouth..."

Seeing him like this, Nie Ling'er couldn't help but smile and said: "It's okay, uncle, you are just as I thought."

Especially since poor people would never spend money to buy pickles. What Nie Linger thought coincided with what the uncle said, which proved that Nie Linger was right.

"But my pickles are different. Not to mention the taste, the appearance of these pickles is something no one has ever seen before." Nie Ling'er said confidently.

When the uncle heard this, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing and stared: "Hey, how do you say this?"

Can pickles also make flowers?

Nie Baoer brought the pickles divided into small portions in front of the uncle and said with a proud face: "Uncle, look at it!"

"Eh? These pickles are weird, cabbage, garlic and eggplant?" The uncle recognized the ingredients at a glance. They were all common raw materials, but he had never seen anyone using these to make pickles.

Nie Ling'er originally wanted the uncle to try the food, but unexpectedly, a customer came to his stall, and the uncle quickly turned around to entertain them.

Nie Xuan took out three pots and put some of the pickles in the pots into the pots just like Hou's pickles, so that people passing by could see what they were selling at a glance.

Sure enough, people are curious about fresh things, especially the bright color of spicy cabbage, which instantly attracted some people's attention.

"Little girl, are these pickles sold?"

One of the ladies saw the sauce vat and couldn't help asking with a curious look on her face.

Nie Ling'er took a quick look and saw that the clothes the lady was wearing were of good quality. She had a silver hairpin on her head and a jade bracelet on her wrist. She knew she was a wealthy owner.

He quickly stood up and greeted: "Yes, madam, these are our home-made pickles. This is spicy cabbage, this is sugar garlic, and this is garlic eggplant."

After saying this, Nie Ling'er quickly glanced at Nie Bao'er. Upon seeing this, Bao'er hurriedly stepped forward: "Madam, try it. It's definitely something you have never tasted before. It tastes so good."

"Free trial!" Nie Ling'er said quickly.

When the lady heard this, she couldn't help but smile. She looked at Nie Ling'er's chubby face and said, "You are quite a chubby girl. I have never seen anything that sells food for free!"<

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Nie Ling'er said with a smile on her face: "Ma'am, please don't laugh at me. This pickle is the only one in my family. It's a fresh thing that everyone has never seen before. If you can't taste it for free, how can you pay for it?

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"Drink! You're such a straightforward girl, you even spilled your business information." The lady was also an open-minded person. After speaking, she picked up a piece of spicy cabbage and put it into her mouth.

The next second, a pair of eyes couldn't help but brighten: "Hmm... it's delicious. It tastes really great."

"I didn't lie to you!" Baoer said with a smile.

"Little girl!" Madam looked at Bao'er with a smile, and then ate another clove of sugar garlic.

"Ah, this garlic is delicious, I like this!" The lady was surprised by the taste of sugary garlic and nodded repeatedly.

Nie Ling'er smiled when she saw this. Sugar and garlic are indeed the most popular among women.

"This eggplant tastes good, the garlic is rich, and the eggplant is full of juice. It's delicious!" Madam affirmed again.

"Madam, if they taste good, buy some and take them back. These pickles have been pickled for a long time and can be stored for several days without going bad." Nie Ling'er hurriedly struck while the iron was hot.

The lady laughed when she heard this and said: "This pickle tastes good, and I like it too, fat girl like you."

When the words fell, the lady clicked three times with her fingers and said: "This, this, this, put everything in an oil paper bag for me."

After saying that, he quickly said: "I like this garlic the most, so put an extra bag in it!"

"Okay!" Nie Ling'er quickly agreed, and Bao'er and the two started moving together.

Packing, weighing, settlement.

"Madam, the total is one hundred and sixty cents." Nie Ling'er said, "But you are our first guest. I will erase ten cents for you, one hundred and fifty cents."

Four packs of pickles, even though they are four large oily paper bags, cost one hundred and fifty pennies, which is enough to keep up with the price of pork.

The lady was stunned for a moment, but when she came to her senses she said with a smile: "Hey, the price of your pickles can match those of Hou's."

Before Nie Ling'er could say anything, the lady added, "But this tastes much better than Hou's. I get a lump in my throat after eating their pickles."

With that said, the lady took out her money bag, counted it and handed it to Nie Ling'er: "Fat girl, one hundred and sixty coins. I appreciate your kindness, but you must remember that in this business, the first

Just don’t discount it, it’s unlucky!”

"This lady is right!" The breakfast stall owner on the side had been watching the movement here, and couldn't help but echoed after hearing this.

Nie Ling'er nodded quickly: "Thank you madam, Ling'er has learned a lesson."

The lady gave her the money and left with the pickles in her hand contentedly.

The first order was a big one for four packages, and I got 160 yuan, which can almost be said to have paid back the capital!

"I'll try it too!"

"I'll take one too!"

Originally, when the lady bought it, many people gathered around to watch the excitement, all wondering whether this novelty was delicious.

But I didn’t expect my wife to praise me repeatedly, and finally bought four big bags.

Now everyone is flocking to it, reaching out to try it, and they are all shocked by the taste of the pickles.

“It’s delicious, sour and spicy, it’s really appetizing!”

"This eggplant is delicious, very tasty. It has an indescribable aroma. It seems to be the taste of soy sauce, but it doesn't seem to be the same."

"This garlic is sweet. No wonder the lady just said that she likes this garlic best. It is salty and sweet, with a hint of garlic's own spiciness, so delicious!"

Everyone praised it and after trying it, they quickly asked Nie Ling'er to pack it up, and they all took out copper coins in their hands.

A random pack costs tens of cents, but it is cheaper than a small handful of Hou's pickles, which costs ten cents, and the taste is obviously different.
Chapter completed!