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Chapter 115

Adults can still bear it. Children don’t care about you. They want to eat when they want to eat, and start making trouble if they don’t give it to them, and they can’t even pull it away.

For a moment, Zhou Lang's tricycle was crying and calling for his parents.

An old lady really couldn't help her grandson, and she had an idea: "Don't you just want to eat roasted sweet potatoes? Grandma bought it for you, grandma bought it for you!"

She ran to the glasses stall and spent eight dollars to buy a sweet potato for her grandson: "Come and take it, eat it quickly!"

How smart are children nowadays? How could this trick deceive him? After taking the sweet potato handed over by his glasses, the child opened again: "No box, no juice, no yellow, not delicious!"

The child put the sweet potato in his mouth and took a bite. He actually threw it away directly, sat on the ground and cried: "I want to eat that sweet potato~"

In fact, the sweet potatoes roasted with glasses usually taste good, but they are so angry that they are so popular that they have to throw away the goods. Today, with Zhou Lang's roasted sweet potatoes on the side, he can't eat this place.

The old lady was really troubled by her grandson, so she could only walk to Zhou Lang, take out a rolled plastic bag, walk around it layer by layer, take out a fifty yuan from it and hand it to Zhou Lang, "I'll buy one! Isn't this robbing money..."

Zhou Lang saw that someone was willing to buy it, so he was very happy. He quickly packed one with a box and handed it to the old lady: "Please take it, be careful to burn it!"

When the child saw that his grandmother had bought sweet potatoes, he stopped crying and quickly got up from the ground.

"Be good at Xuanxuan, grandma will give you a cool first."

The old lady held the pierced sweet potato, took a fork and started to blow it up. Because it was so fragrant, she couldn't help but want to taste what it tasted, so she took a bite.

Hey! So delicious!

The old lady has never eaten such delicious sweet potatoes in her life. I will take another bite...

Huhu~ Take another bite...

As a result, in front of everyone's eyes, the old lady started to eat roasted sweet potatoes there.

"Grandma~ Is it OK? Can you eat it?"

Her grandson's voice pulled her out of her involuntarily eating. At this time, he had eaten half of the sweet potato. The child leaned over and saw that his grandmother had stolen her sweet potato. She turned her head and saw that her mouth was about to cry again.

"Young man, I'll buy another one... no! Buy three more and all of them will be ready for me."

The old lady comforted her grandson and said quickly, "She has to give her such delicious sweet potatoes to her family."

This suddenly aroused the curiosity of everyone around him, not to mention Cheng Cheng's food broadcast performance, the children who didn't want to leave became even more noisy.

"Give me a try!"

"I'll buy two~"

Several people started to buy sweet potatoes. It was a bit expensive to buy sweet potatoes for fifty yuan, but in the bigotry, it wasn’t impossible to afford them these days. Everyone wanted to see how delicious these sweet potatoes are.

As several more people bought sweet potatoes and started to taste them, those who hadn't bought them became anxious and paid for them to squeeze forward. After a while, the thirty sweet potatoes that Zhou Lang had baked were snatched away.

...

"Little brother, are you okay~" someone couldn't help asking.

Today, there is something abnormal at the entrance of Xiaohonghua Kindergarten. The crowd that originally picked up the children who should have dispersed one after another was still gathering somewhere. The center of the crowd was Zhou Lang’s oven.

"It's soon, it's soon..."

Zhou Lang responded, but he was very happy. Unexpectedly, no one wanted eight yuan per pound, so he could sell it for 50 yuan.

The glasses on the side were shouting weakly: "The fragrant roasted sweet potatoes are 6 yuan per pound..."

He saw that the momentum was wrong and the price changed from eight yuan to six yuan, but no one paid attention to him.

The crowd surrounded the surrounding waves, staring at the fragrant oven.

"Mom Zixuan, haven't you Zixuan already bought it? Why are you still standing still and not going back?"

It took a long time to wait, and someone started chatting.

"Oh, I'm still thinking about buying a few more to bring them back. I'll try it myself and my husband."

"Mom Zixuan, this is not good, so many of us haven't bought it yet."

After hearing what she said, many people found that many people had bought it but didn't leave. Obviously, they were still preparing to buy it again.

Now the people who didn't buy it were unhappy and started to talk about it. Everyone could see clearly. Zhou Lang brought more than 100 sweet potatoes today. He still had to buy them after buying them. Isn't it that he couldn't buy them?

Seeing that everyone was going to argue over a few roasted sweet potatoes, Zhou Lang quickly came out to smooth things over. Since there were too few people today, he could only let those who had bought it go back first, to ensure that those who had not bought it first, and to guarantee that those who had not bought it would come again tomorrow, so that everyone would be able to eat it. Those who had bought it left reluctantly.

After finally a new round of roasted sweet potatoes came out, the first person took out his cell phone and shouted: "Give me ten!"

This caused a lot of opposition from everyone. In the end, Zhou Lang persuaded him and stipulated that each person was limited to purchase two, which calmed down the public's anger.

In just two hours, Zhou Lang's roasted sweet potatoes were completely bought, with more than 100 sweet potatoes sold for more than 6,000 yuan.

At this point, there were still many people who had not bought it and refused to leave. Zhou Lang repeatedly promised to come tomorrow, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Zhou Lang packed up his things, took the snacks and drove back to Shangwan Village in a tricycle.

"Mom, look at the gun my uncle bought for me!"

As soon as the car stopped, Cheng Chengdi jumped out of the ground, rushed into the kitchen, and showed off to Zhou Yang the labor rewards he was a food broadcast today.

These days, Xiaoyao Valley is under construction and repairing the house, so Zhou Yang also came to help with cooking. The work time is almost up and she is busy.

"Your uncle's money is spent, and your uncle will still lose money to grow a land. Then I will sell you!...Alang, don't buy it for him, it's too much to be used to."

During this period, Zhou Lang bought sweet potatoes and bought cars and stores, which cost a lot of money. Zhou Yang said that the sweet potato seeds were losing money, and was thinking about buying some piglets as soon as possible.

"Uncle made a fortune today ~ the sweet potatoes were sold out!" Cheng Cheng pouted and retorted.

"What? Sold out?" Zhou Yang couldn't help but walk out of the kitchen, "How much did it cost?"

There was indeed only one stove left on Zhou Lang's tricycle.

After hearing that Zhou Lang's roasted sweet potatoes were sold at 50 yuan per pound, Zhou Yang was even more shocked: "This is going to make a fortune..."

The next day, Zhou Lang really pulled another cart of sweet potatoes to bake, but this time he gained confidence, he bought another tricycle and asked Shi Tou to pull a large cart of sweet potatoes to the farmers' market.

Shi Tou stood next to the tricycle with awkward look: "Brother, you lied to me again. No one asked for eight dollars the day before yesterday. Why are you selling for thirty dollars this time? I won't go."

He sold sweet potatoes at the farmers' market those days, and it almost turned into a joke at nearby stalls.
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