Everyone is curious. When I saw a group of people gathered here and said that the buns were delicious, I couldn't help but want to try them.
People came in waves, and Lu Xixin sold out all the buns without even going to the government.
Lu Xixin rode a tricycle back to the Malatang shop. Before she reached the door, her elder brother Lu Guoqiang hurriedly came to greet her and asked, "Are there any more steamed buns?"
I couldn't help but lick my lower lip as I spoke.
He didn't eat enough of the three buns in the morning. It was all because of his lazy wife, who obviously couldn't eat, so she forced herself to eat five big buns, and she still hiccups.
Lu Guoqiang felt regretful and regretted that he had woken up half an hour late.
Lu Xixin blinked and spread her hands: "Sold out."
"Ouch!" Lu Guoqiang beat his chest, wondering why it was gone.
Nian Fengjiao came out of the store at this time and said: "Wrap more tomorrow, your brother and I will help you."
Lu Xixin smiled sweetly: "Okay."
All the buns were sold out on the first day, and it was a good start. Lu Xixin was so confident that she mixed three kinds of fillings the next day.
Before I even waited for the buns, just smelling the fillings was so delicious.
Nian Fengjiao leaned forward and took several deep breaths: "It's so fragrant, so fragrant."
With the help of two people, Lu Xixin made 600 buns today.
After finishing the buns, Nian Fengjiao looked at the room full of buns and regretted a little: "Is there too many buns? What if we can't sell them?"
"It's okay. Let's go to a few more places today and let's all go and help the second sister sell them." Lu Guoqiang had a simple idea. How could no one buy such delicious buns? There must be someone rushing to buy them.
The buns are steamed and two tricycles are put on them.
Lu Xixin was pedaling in front, Lu Guoqiang and Nian Fengjiao were behind.
"Where are we going? Should we go to the factory area?" Nian Fengjiao feels that it is not good for them all to go to the factory area. Although there are many factories there, there are only about 3,000 people, and many people eat in the canteen, so it is impossible for them all to go there.
If you come here to buy steamed buns, it's better to go somewhere else.
Lu Xixin nodded: "Go there and sell it first. If you can't sell it, then go somewhere else."
The town is not big, so it took less than half an hour of pedaling on a tricycle to reach the place.
In the past, Nian Fengjiao was still worried, fearing that the buns would not be sold.
When I arrived at the place, I was stunned.
There was a circle of people gathered at the entrance of the factory, including hundreds of men, women, old and young.
When they saw Lu Xixin, they all crowded around him, shouting: "Boss, why are you here? I've been waiting for a long time."
"Boss, what's going on today?" the person next to me interjected.
"What kind of stuffing does it matter?" The person behind pushed the person in front aside and raised his mobile phone: "Boss, please bring ten of each kind of stuffing. Please hurry up. My family is still waiting."
Nian Fengjiao's eyes widened: "Oh my god, thirty buns, have you finished eating them?"
The person behind smiled: "I have a large family, seven or eight people."
Lu Xixin quickly stopped the car and quickly picked up buns for everyone.
The three of them were so busy that they couldn't even think about talking. They all kept their heads down and were busy.
It didn't feel like it was busy for a while, and in less than half an hour, the buns were sold out.
"No more?" Nian Fengjiao looked at the empty incubator and was a little stunned, "It's so fast."
There are still many people who haven't bought it yet.
As Lu Xixin packed her things, she raised her voice: "I'm sorry, the buns are sold out. Please come back tomorrow."
"It's gone." An old lady was unhappy, "I haven't bought it yet."
She has a little grandson who is very picky.
Yesterday in the factory, my mother and I ate steamed buns and fell in love with them. I was clamoring to eat them this morning.
Lu Xixin smiled warmly: "Don't worry, ma'am, there will be more tomorrow. I'll make more and mix more fillings."
"Okay." The old lady said reluctantly, "Then you must do more tomorrow."