Spring is coming

Chapter 51 Building momentum, marinated noodles

Mo Jingchun was stunned. He immediately raised his head and saw Bo Qingshan standing in front of the stall with his hands behind his hands, dressed like a landlord.

Pedestrians looked sideways, wondering how this humble stall attracted this rich man to stop.
He raised his voice slightly and said: "The boss asked me to find it easily. I like to eat your braised pork. I didn't expect why the place changed today? Fortunately, I found him. Give me two taels first." Pork cheek, um. Half a pig's foot."

Ever since he ate braised pig's feet last time, he couldn't forget it.

Mo Jingchun and Mo Qinglin didn't even realize why he was here. They saw Bo Qingshan wink at her vaguely. Then they saw that the people who were still queuing at the opposite stall had already noticed him. Mo Jingshan Chunxin felt relieved, and she also raised her voice and continued to play with him: "Brother, don't be surprised. From now on, my home will be on this street. If you want to eat, you can come and buy it. We are here every day."

Bo Qingshan came here specially to build momentum for her, so why didn't she thank him and catch him quickly?

"Face meat costs 46 cents per catty, and pig trotters cost 45 cents per catty. Your total is [-] cents, so I'll charge you [-] cents."

Pork costs [-] cents per pound, and the most valuable thing is the spices, so most of the people who come to buy braised pork are from relatively well-off families.

She took the initiative to wipe off the change, and the price was cheaper than that old stall. Everyone couldn't help but praise her for being able to do business at such a young age.

"Okay, take the money." Bo Qingshan was polite and polite. He bought the braised pork and sat down at a noodle stall on the side. "Boss, give me some noodles and mix them with this braised sauce - —I love eating like this."

The noodle stall owner was happy to have business. He immediately boiled the noodles and mixed them as he said. Smelling the fragrant smell, he laughed and praised: "You are really good at eating! Come on, take your noodles."

The greedy person is ready to eat. Seeing Bo Qingshan sitting on the side eating noodles and eating meat, he couldn't help but come over and ask him: "Brother, how is the braised pork here?"

Bo Qingshan ate loudly, and after a while he reluctantly stopped and replied: "It tastes great, and it's not expensive anyway. Why don't you try it yourself?"

He looked arrogant and his attitude was not very good, but the man became more convinced. This was how he looked like a real diner.

The man immediately ran to the stall and hesitated again at the pile of varieties.

Mo Jingchun saw his confusion and asked with a smile: "What are your favorite foods?"

The man asked for two taels of pig ears and two pig tails.

He came out to have breakfast. He originally went to the usual braised pork stall and queued up, but he was attracted by Bo Qingshan and found out that a new braised pork stall had arrived.

Holding the meat, he followed Bo Qingshan's example and ordered some plain noodles. The moment he entered his mouth, he felt incredible. The sauce was much spicier than the braised pork he usually ate!Much more fragrant!
He can eat spicy food and coriander, and he is full of joy when eating it, saying that he is very satisfied.

Pig ears are crunchy when chewed, salty and crispy. When you are tired of eating meat, there are cucumbers to relieve your tiredness. What kind of fairy life is this!
He finished the bowl of noodles while snoring, and even asked the boss for another bowl.

Now the people who had been waiting and watching were convinced, and they all came to Mo Jingchun's stall to buy braised pork with the attitude of giving it a try. This one wanted some pork face, and that one wanted some pieces of braised pig's trotters, pig's ears and braised pig's trotters. It was the best-selling one. In the end, the stall was completely clean, leaving only some soup on the bottom of the basin.

The people in the queue behind were disappointed and suggested to them: "Boss, your quantity is too small. We can't buy any later ones! Can we still come at this time tomorrow?"

Mo Jingchun comforted them with a warm voice: "Don't worry, everyone, I will still be here tomorrow. There is still some soup left today. If you want to use it to mix noodles, I will give you a share."

Everyone is happy again. If you can’t eat meat, you can drink some soup!In the end, there wasn't even the bottom of the bowl left for them.

Their business is so good, especially Bo Qingshan's popular way of eating marinated noodles, which has caused the noodle stall next to them to gain a lot of business out of thin air.

The noodle stall couple laughed from ear to ear, and quickly pulled the uncle and nephew who were about to close the stall and go home: "Little brother, little girl, come on, come on, have a bowl of noodles before going home, I see you have been busy all morning and haven't eaten yet. Here's the rice." "Yes, yes, you are taking care of my business here, and we treat you with this bowl of noodles."

The female stall owner had a nice smile and looked very friendly. Mo Jingchun couldn't resist and sat down at the noodle stall. Only then did he realize that Bo Qingshan hadn't left and was looking at them with a smile.

"Hey, it turns out you two know each other!" The male stall owner came up and said casually.

Mo Jingchun was a little embarrassed after being discovered.

Bo Qingshan calmly sat down at Mo Jingchun's table and said, "On the first day of my little sister's stall opening, I, as the elder brother, naturally have to come and take care of the business."

The stall owner was stunned for a moment by his title, and said strangely: "You are her elder brother, this little brother is her uncle, and you look older than this little brother."

"I'm senior!" Mo Qinglin joked carelessly, making everyone around him laugh.

Mo Jingchun asked Bo Qingshan in a low voice: "Why are you still here?"

"Come here, I'll wait for you to return to the village together, otherwise it will be too boring for me to sit alone in this carriage."

Bo Qingshan said this deliberately, but the stall owner saw through his excuse at a glance: "Sister, your brother feels sorry for you because you are tired from pushing the cart back!"

Mo Qinglin was so happy that he even wanted to thank him: "Driving the donkey cart almost made me tired when I came here. It's great! You can ride the carriage now."

Mo Jingchun nodded and finished eating the noodles. With today's test, she visited two stalls and bought two pig heads and four pairs of pig trotters. This time, she did not buy pig tails.

Mo He waited until they came back and saw that Mo Jingchun and Mo Qinglin were brought back by a strange man's carriage, and they also bought more meat than yesterday!
She started to pick up the things they bought in fear, and said worriedly: "Why did you buy so much again and sell them all?"

"They're all sold out, Third Sister!" Mo Qinglin jumped out of the car in a hurry and returned the donkey cart that followed to Mrs. Liu.

"All sold out?" Mo He didn't expect it and was a little surprised. Then he noticed Bo Qingshan, "This is...?"

"Sister-in-law, this is Brother Bo who moved to the village a few months ago. He lives in the former Zhao Yuanwai's house. You haven't seen him before in Lujia Village."

"Oh." Since he was from the village, Mo He felt more at ease.

As soon as Bo Qingshan left, she quietly asked Mo Jingchun: "Chun'er, you all sold out today? How much money did you sell for?"

Mo Jingchun opened his purse and took a look at her. He had already counted it when he arrived. Excluding the money for buying pork and the miscellaneous ingredients from his own vegetable garden, he had earned about three hundred cash.

They were all copper coins, which fell heavily into my purse.

She found a thread and strung the money together, and then handed it over to her for collection when Gao came back.

Mo He opened his mouth wide and said hoarsely: "What?? So many--"

(End of this chapter)