"Wanwan is our granddaughter, it's the same for anyone to find it." Mo Tingyu said, and then the two of them talked for a while before falling asleep.

On the second day, before Song Nanzhi left, Li Grandma came to the Mo family's yard. As Yu Silian said, he walked directly to the door of the kitchen. When he reached the door, he shouted, "Mrs.

Since doing business, Song Nanzhi has gotten up earlier than usual, and this morning is the same. After getting up early, he started cooking, wanting to pack up earlier, go to sell early, and come back early. When Li Zhicui shouted, Song Nanzhi had already packed up and was about to go out.

Today, there was a lot more meat for lunch, so Song Nanzhi divided it into two backpacks. Not only were there two backpacks, but there was also one more winnowing basket placed on the backpack. Thinking of putting one more place, when you were too busy, Qingyuan could still sell the meat.

One of the two backpacks had more meat and the other was less meat. She was going to carry it on her back and keep it a little less. She was going to carry it on her back and let Murong Qingyuan carry it on her back, and she would take Li Linsong and Mo Li out to help. As for what Chunlin's mother said yesterday that she asked the people she bought came to help, Song Nanzhi was not ready to call someone. She was still busy now, but she was still going to say it, and she just went out to say it, so that she would not wait in the house.

But before he left the house, the person came up, "It's in the house!" Song Nanzhi came out and saw that it was Li Zhicui who had already come over. "I also said that when we go out, we will tell you again. I'm packing up and going out." Then he continued, "There's nothing much. We're so busy that you're resting at home. I've also tired you yesterday."

Li Zhicui could not go back and rest. She kept calling her when she entered the door of her master's house. Who would dare to use such a person? He walked into the kitchen, "Madam told me to come, you can't drive me back, otherwise the wife should blame me." After walking in some more, he continued, "The wife was going to come over and talk to you again, but the lady woke up and asked her for her, but she was afraid that you would leave by herself, so she let me come alone."

Seeing that she could not refuse, Song Nanzhi had to say, "Then I'll trouble you."

Li Zhicui was relieved when she saw her agreeing, "If you have any place in the in-laws, you just happened to follow the in-laws out and recognize your way!"

Song Nanzhi was used to calling her wife, and hurriedly said, "I'm not a wife, just an old woman. Don't call me a wife. Isn't this a joke?"

Although Song Nanzhi is not Li Zhicui's master, we can see from yesterday that the master will definitely not shout casually if he recognizes his relatives with them, "Mrs. Don't think so, in-laws, you will get used to it if you listen more in the future."

Hearing her say that she would listen more, Song Nanzhi said, "We are about the same age. I guess I am older than you. Just call me Sister Song like the people in my village." She doesn't want to be called a wife every day. Isn't this arguing for being gossiped about by the villagers and laughing at her? She even wants to be a wife with a mud-legged one.

"How can this work!" Li Zhicui said.

"Why can't it be? We two old wives go to the county to set up a stall. You call each other. The guests who came to buy lunch meat heard it. I can't be laughed at by people and I've just set up a stall for two days and started to be a wife."

Li Zhicui felt that it was a bit inappropriate when she said this, so she followed Song Nanzhi, "Then I will listen to you and call you sister-in-law." When she was doing business, she called her sister-in-law, and then she would change it back.

"Call my sister-in-law." Song Nanzhi pointed to the lighter backpack and said, "You carry this, it's lighter."

"Sister-in-law said that I am younger, how can I let you carry a heavy bag?" Then he walked to the more bags he packed, "Sister-in-law, don't argue with me. It's not too far away. You'll arrive in a while and you won't be tired."

Seeing that she had walked to the more pretended backpack, Song Nanzhi stopped arguing with her, but she still told her: "You carry it first. If you are tired, you have to tell me that these jobs are very heavy, and you may not have done them before." It is said that the maids in wealthy families are all fond of them, and they must have never done any heavy jobs, just because she will be tired after she recites them for a while.

"Sister-in-law doesn't think I'm stupid, I'll just learn more."

The group was walking on the road and talking and laughing. On the way, Song Nanzhi was worried that Li Zhicui was tired. She asked two or three times on the road not far away. Fortunately, the journey was not far, and she arrived in the county in a while. After arriving at the place, Song Nanzhi placed two baskets side by side in front of her. She and Li Zhicui stood in front of the basket alone, while Murong Qingyuan stood beside Li Zhicui.

With Li Zhicui helping set up a stall, there was an additional stall. There were more people around him than the previous few days. In just two quarters of an hour, he sold about twenty yuan. Seeing that the lunch meat he was carrying was getting less and less, Song Nanzhi became more confident about opening the workshop.

"Sir, I've bought the lunch meat back." Wei Changfeng's servant brought two pieces of lunch meat to Wei Changfeng and reported.

Wei Changfeng looked up at the two vegetable buns in the servant's hand, but he didn't expect that the boy could put down his face and sell things. I guess no one would have thought that he would dare to stand openly on the street like this! He was hiding in the city, and he was talking about this!

"Is the business good?"

The servant replied, "Okay, there are people around the stall. Fortunately, I went there early. If I went there late, I would probably not be able to buy it."

"Sir, do you want me to see the young master more?"

"No, no one knows about his coming to Cangxi County except us. Let's not move forward more, so as not to be discovered. From now on, let's just think that we don't know how to see him in Cangxi County." Wei Changfeng sighed in his heart and said, now he can only take one step at a time.

"Yes." The servant replied.

"Don't sell this meat again in the future, so as not to be targeted."

The servant disagreed: "I don't think so. You don't know how good their business is now. Yesterday I only carried a basket of lunch meat and sold things. Today I carried two baskets of lunch meat to sell. And the two baskets were covered with people. I just asked casually and found out that since they started selling this meat, the business has been so good now. Some people are afraid that they will not sell it early in the morning. I guess the business called lunch meat will get better and better in the future. There are so many people buying meat. Even if we buy more, no one will notice anything."

"So good?" Wei Changfeng couldn't believe that so many people could buy a small deal.

The servant nodded: "Well, the little one asked how the meat tasted, it tasted delicious."

"You take it to the kitchen first." Wei Changfeng ordered.

Not only Wei Changfeng received a report from the servant, but the shopkeeper of Fengyuan Restaurant, not far from Song Nanzhi's stall, was also telling him about this. "Master, I bought a piece of lunch meat on the first day of the lunch meat coming out and tried it. The taste was really good. It was as soft and delicious as they shouted in their slogans. It was very delicate. In the past few days, my subordinates have been observing the lunch meat business and found that the business of the woman was getting better and better. Many families bought it for a few dollars. If they could be sold in our restaurant, the income of our restaurant would definitely increase a lot."

The owner of Fengyuan Restaurant is a man in his forties, whose surname is Han, known as Han Wuye. At this time, Han Wuye was sitting in front of the window, and there was a plate of chopped lunch meat and a pair of chopsticks on the table in front of the window.

The window looked slanted and saw Song Nanzhi's stall. Not only could you look at the busy Song Nanzhi, but also the tender hawking sounds of Li Linsong and Mo Li could also be clearly heard. "Take it first and then buy it. This is a good method. If there are too many people who taste it, there will always be several people paying to buy it."

The shopkeeper didn't know what the boss meant for a while. "What I said is, it's mainly because the taste is good, otherwise the business wouldn't be better."

"You are right. No matter how many people come to taste it, the taste must be good in the end." Then the topic changed, "The business in our store is getting worse and worse. Do you think it's?"

The shopkeeper was asked by Master Han, lowered his head and didn't know what to answer. The taste was the same as before, but he hadn't launched a new dish for a long time. He bowed and said, "I don't manage well, please punish me!"

Master Han Wu waved his hand and asked him to get up, "Do you think a lunch meat can make the restaurant business better?"

The shopkeeper then continued, "The lunch meat tastes delicate, soft and glutinous, can be fried, cooked, and fried, and I have never heard of this dish before.

If we have this dish, we will definitely be able to produce a lot of new dishes.”

"What are your plans?"

"I want to buy lunch meat!" The shopkeeper said the thought that had been hovering in his heart for a long time.

"The way to make a living? How much do you think is suitable for buying it? What if they don't sell it?"

The shopkeeper was speechless for a moment, and Master Han Wu didn't ask any further. He took the chopsticks on the table, picked up a piece of cut lunch meat and put it in his mouth. Just as the shopkeeper said just now, the taste was delicate and soft. "But I asked the chef, can it be made?"

"After I bought it on the first day, I found a chef to taste it. Some seasonings in the meat can be eaten. I also chopped the minced meat and steamed it in a pot. But the steamed meat will not taste the taste. A plate of loose sand can't be made like this." Chinese website

Since the restaurant business has become worse, he not only stared at the chefs and asked them to think of new dishes every day, but also wandered to the vegetable market when he was free to see if there were any good dishes or to find some special dishes to come back. Even if they didn't yell to let everyone try the dishes, he discovered them, but now he discovered them earlier.

When Song Nanzhi went on the street to sell on the first day, he went up to taste the taste, and then naturally bought it back. Later, he found a chef to taste the taste and try it. After the failure, he thought about it again and again, and asked someone to go to the capital to inform Mr. Han Wu to come to the restaurant.

He could have brought lunch meat to the capital, but if he went there, he would not see the excitement in front of Song Nanzhi's stall.
Chapter completed!