A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 51 051 Bowl

"Oh, that's a good idea, Xiao Lin, I knew you had a bright head!"

After hearing this, Aunt Wu immediately felt that this idea was very good!She patted the latter hard on the shoulder, causing Lin Xiaoxiao to stagger.

Staggering and barely holding onto a small tree in the yard, he finally stood up straight

"Emma, ​​almost fell!"

Lin Xiaoxiao, who managed to stabilize her figure, sighed in her heart.

"It seems that setting up a street stall is indeed a physical effort. Aunt Wu has been setting up a stall with her for a long time. If you take a random photo, you can knock her down."

Others met a fragile body when they traveled, but she was fortunate to meet a strong body from the countryside after time travel.

The key is that all the work is physical work. Every day, I carry a few big bags and go out to set up a stall, which makes me really a man worthy of the name.

And Aunt Wu, who was getting excited, obviously didn't realize that the kind of claws she had just now almost turned into Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and sent Lin Xiaoxiao flying.

Self-serving mouth.

"Our milk tea is so delicious, it will definitely sell for a good price later."

As Aunt Wu spoke, there were little stars in her eyes, as if she saw N people rushing towards them frantically holding tickets, yelling, "Give me a bowl of milk tea, give me a bowl of milk tea."

"Oh, just thinking about that scene makes me excited!"

Aunt Wu fell into self-hypnotic imagination alone.

A little girl who was almost slapped away by her and then stood up like Xiaoqiang firmly frowned. She took a step forward and looked at the big bucket of milk tea, worrying aloud.

"But what shall we use to pack milk tea and sell it to others later?"

That's right, the milk tea seller had a disposable paper cup in later generations. He inserted a straw and left immediately after holding it.

But here is the early 90s!

There are basically no paper cups or plastic cups.

There is an enamel crock at home.

You can't take an enamel jar to sell milk tea there, right?
Come and have someone take a scoop and put it in an enamel jar for them to drink.

How unhygienic that is!

Thinking of so many people drinking milk tea in the same enamel jar, Lin Xiaoxiao felt a chill in her heart and couldn't help shivering.

Regarding Lin Xiaoxiao's worry, Aunt Wu didn't think it was a big deal, she smiled and pointed to a large row of neatly arranged and clean bowls in the house.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that, we can use bowls!"

She also drank milk tea from a bowl just now, didn't she think it was okay?

Very enjoyable!

Lin Xiaoxiao's head was full of black lines, and she let out a depressed voice.

"Use a bowl?" A bowl for drinking milk tea?

Is she considered the first person in history who pioneered drinking milk tea from a bowl?
Spread the word...it's embarrassing.

Seeing the disgust on Lin Xiaoxiao's face, Aunt Wu took it for granted. People born in their age always think that bowls are a versatile thing that can hold everything, including rice, vegetables, oil, soup, including milk tea. what!Even drinks are served in big bowls!

It just depends on how much you drink. If you drink a lot, use a large bowl. If you drink a little, use a small bowl.

"Oh, we don't need bowls, so what shall we use?"

You can't let people carry the bucket to drink, right?
Tell them after paying.

"Hey, big brother, take a few sips with the bucket!"

Aunt Wu's mind flashed through the matter of carrying a bucket to drink milk tea, and she felt that it was unreliable, it is better to use a bowl!

If you pay, I will give you a bowl of milk tea, and let you take it to cool down under the tree. How exciting!
Well, since there is really no object to hold milk tea, Lin Xiaoxiao still wants to struggle, so she tries to ask Aunt Wu.

"Do we have any extra enamel jars at home?"

Drinking milk tea in a bowl, somehow?There is always a sense of resistance in my heart.

A woman who is used to a refined life really cannot accept such a crude way of drinking.

If there are extra enamel jars at home, it seems better than drinking milk tea with a bowl.

Aunt Wu spread her hands helplessly.

"Oh, there is only one enamel jar."

These days, having an enamel jar at home is considered pretty good, who wants to keep several enamel jars at home.

Neither eat nor drink.

It's just used to hold water, and there is an enamel tank at home, which is already considered exquisite.

Has Aunt Wu experienced hardships in life?Seeing the little girl beside her furrow her eyebrows, she persuaded Lin Xiaoxiao persuasively.

"Hey, look! We have a lot of bowls at home, and it's best to take them out to hold milk tea and sell them."

Lin Xiaoxiao: "..."

Well, compromise with reality.

Anyway, there is only one bucket of milk tea, so let’s sell it in a bowl!

Fortunately, no one knows her, and no one should question why milk tea is sold in bowls?
So, the two of them were busy for a while, and packed all the things they needed to go out to set up a stall later in a bamboo basket.

Afterwards, they simply ate a little dinner, carried a large bag of clothes on their backs, and cooperated with each other to carry a large bucket of milk tea and walked towards the small square.

When there were no competitors before, the two of them could sell for 200 yuan in this small square every night.

Because the items are complete, the price is fair, and the quality is similar, there are many repeat customers during this period. When the business is the best, they can sell for more than 300 yuan.

When the two came to the square wheezing, there were already a few old customers waiting in place, looking like they were about to buy something.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked left and right with sharp eyes, making sure she didn't see any competitors in the square.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, those who set up street stalls have not followed the trend to the small square."

Then business tonight should not be affected in any way.

The two quickly came to the place where the stall was set up on weekdays, and quickly arranged the goods.

A large group of people gathered around, those who watched the excitement, and those who watched the excitement and bought goods were picking things.

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't have time to talk to her, anyway, the folk customs at this time were very simple, and people would consciously pay for things they wanted to buy.

Together with Aunt Wu, she was busy bringing the bucket of milk tea that had been brought over to the front of the stall, where it stood out.

Then put the bowls needed for selling milk tea and the water for cleaning the bowls next to it, which caused the crowd onlookers to whisper.

The freshly made milk tea is quiet, with a milky fragrance, wrapped in a sweet fragrance, floating in the air, smelling sweet and silky, making the evening wind in early summer even more pleasant.

The people in the square pointed their noses, sniffing the sweet milky fragrance in the air greedily, and the saliva in their mouths secreted even faster.

Most people couldn't help the restlessness in their hearts, and kept surrounding them, wanting to see what was in this bucket?It smells so good.

Finally, someone who was curious couldn't help asking.

"Hey, little girl, what's in your bucket?"

The contents in the bucket had a milky white luster. It was said to be fresh milk or goat’s milk sold in the market, and it did not have that fishy smell. If it was not milk, it smelled a milky fragrance, mixed with a pleasant sweet smell. Tired of breath.

(End of this chapter)