Chapter 113

There were a lot of people, all of whom were workers who came to build roads, so Feng Yujiang planned to start selling fried buns.Therefore, when the cadres of the brigade came to her home and asked her whether Shanghe workers would pay for the work or pay for it, Feng Yujiang chose to pay for it without saying a word.She has the money to make up for the loss of young crops in her hand, and she can hand it in now.

"Can you pay for OEM? Then I will pay, how much?"

The cadres of the brigade looked at Feng Yujiang in surprise, and said, "You really paid for it? That's great. The labor in the village is enough, and the only thing that is lacking is money!"

Farming is slack, labor is worthless, and there is no shortage of idlers in ordinary people's homes.

After Feng Yujiang finished packing, he chose the fried bun stand set up by the person next to him when he went to the river workers, and deliberately chose a place close to the transfer yard.She also made meatball soup, after thinking about it over and over again, she didn't make fried powder for the time being.Fried noodles, whether you are full or hungry, great efforts are made on road construction sites. If you need hard rice that can make you hungry, fried buns are definitely better.

Feng Yujiang set up the steamed stuffed bun pot early in the morning, and with the popularity of the construction site, it quickly attracted many people.

It's cold in late autumn, and I'm doing heavy work of road construction. I sit down and ask for a plate of oily fried buns, and then a bowl of hot meatball soup. I add two spoonfuls of red pepper noodles. It's so spicy, my forehead Sweaty and warm, well worth the money!
Gradually, Feng Yujiang figured out the rules of selling rice on the construction site. It is cold in the early morning, and meatball soup sells better. You need to prepare more. Some people who eat steamed buns at noon do not buy meatball soup. Feng Yujiang So she provided him with boiled water. She couldn't do business at night, and she had to close the stall early and go home. There were still three or four miles to go with the cart, and Xiao Wu was waiting at home for breastfeeding!
When she entered the house, Erya had already prepared dinner, which was basically sweet potato porridge and only pickles.The locals do not have the habit of cooking for breakfast and dinner, probably because they are poor.Feng Yujiang felt that the children were growing up, so they should eat more vegetables. After talking to Erya, sometimes Erya would stir-fry a plate of cabbage, shredded radish, old pumpkin, etc.

It didn't take long for Feng Yujiang to get acquainted with the people on the construction site, and Feng Yujiang could recognize some regular customers.

Once, Lao He came to eat steamed buns and gave Feng Yujiang a suggestion.

"Big sister, your steamed stuffed bun is delicious, but it feels like it lacks something to go with it. It would be better if you can prepare some pickles or something to eat with it."

Lao He is in his 40s, and seems to be the head of the construction site. At least once a day, Lao He would go to Feng Yujiang's stall to eat steamed buns.Occasionally, he didn't eat steamed stuffed buns. If he wanted a change, he went to a sesame seed stall to buy a few sesame cakes, and sat at Feng Yujiang's stall, eating sesame seed cakes and drinking meatball soup.

There are not many food sellers in small towns!

People who came to eat steamed buns before also looked for pickles.Hearing what Lao He said, Feng Yujiang tried to cut the pickled spicy lumps into shreds, put them on the dried red chili and fried them, and put them on the table for the guests to eat with small sauce plates. It was quite popular. of.

(End of this chapter)

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