Eighty peasant wives are busy getting rich
Chapter 40 040: Go to the night market to sell hot and sour noodles
Chapter 40 040: Go to the night market to sell hot and sour noodles
"Everyone follow the stitches I drew first, and you can ask me anytime if you don't know anything..."
Everyone took the notebook and looked at the pattern on it to sew. The pattern on it was more fashionable than the original overalls. Everyone concentrated on it and cooperated very well. Because of the help of the sewing machine, the sewing was very fast.
Everyone was full of energy, and it wasn't until dark that everyone packed up and went home to make dinner. Zhao Xiaohuan tidied it up, and they sewed a total of seven pieces in the afternoon. According to this speed, they can sew a hundred pieces in about ten days.
Zhao Xiaohuan turned around and went to the kitchen to make hot and sour noodles. Tonight she planned to set up a stall in the night market. She spent two hours making two large buckets of hot and sour noodles. She also brought [-] roasted sweet potatoes and bowls and chopsticks, and went into the space to get them. One hundred paper cups came out.
She put all her things on the back seat of the bicycle, and Yuan Yi came back from the ground. Seeing this, he quickly put down his hoe and came to help her.
"Are you going to the night market tonight?"
Zhao Xiaohuan glanced at his watch and said, "Well, it's still early before ten o'clock, I'll make a few bottles of acne cream before going."
Yuan Yi immediately followed her and said, "I'll go with you."
"you eat first."
Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Xiaohuan hastily made more than 20 bottles of acne cream. After Yuan Yi finished eating, he took Zhao Xiaohuan and set off.
It was nine o'clock, and most of the villagers were asleep, so no one would notice them. Zhao Xiaohuan was lighting a flashlight in the front seat. It was bought by Yuan Yi before. It was very old and not very bright. The car is good enough.
At ten o'clock, Yuan Yi and Zhao Xiaohuan came to the night market. She successfully found the stall that Li Ziyue mentioned, and several vendors around her started to set up stalls.
Zhao Xiaohuan scooped the hot and sour powder into a paper cup and placed it on top of the bucket. The tempting smell quickly attracted the people around him. A peddler at the side ran over and asked Zhao Xiaohuan, "Little girl, what are you doing? Okay." Fragrant!"
"Sweet potato noodles." Knowing that they didn't know what hot and sour noodles were, Zhao Xiaohuan just called them sweet potato noodles.
The peddler smelled it and couldn't hold it anymore, his saliva was about to flow out, "How much is a bowl?"
Zhao Xiaohuan had inquired about the price in advance, and the price was about the same as the market, so everyone could accept it, "[-] cents for a small bowl, [-] yuan for a large bowl."
"Give me a bowl." The peddler took out a dollar and handed it to Zhao Xiaohuan, but she didn't pick it up, bent down and picked up the paper cup and gave it to the peddler.
"It's free to try it." This is a marketing method Zhao Xiaohuan has developed, and she believes that after they taste it, they will buy it.
When he heard that there was no money, the peddler took the powder in the paper cup with a smile, finished it in one sitting, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said with satisfaction, "It's delicious."
Knowing that there is no charge for tasting, people around come to eat. After eating, everyone will feel that they have not enjoyed the meal, and they will buy a small bowl or a large bowl to try.
It was late at night, and there were more and more hawkers in the night market, some selling steamed buns, some noodles and dumplings, all kinds of food were dazzling.
On Zhao Xiaohuan's side, there was a long queue. The other hawkers were envious when they saw it. She and Yuan Yi had a clear division of labor. She was responsible for collecting money, and Yuan Yi was responsible for scooping up powder for customers.
The bucket of hot and sour noodles soon bottomed out. In the second bucket, Zhao Xiaohuan came up with a good idea to eat three bowls of noodles and get a roasted sweet potato. Everyone was scrambling to get the roasted sweet potato, but she didn't stop , has been busy.
"Yuan Yi, I'm going to the toilet..."
(End of this chapter)
"Everyone follow the stitches I drew first, and you can ask me anytime if you don't know anything..."
Everyone took the notebook and looked at the pattern on it to sew. The pattern on it was more fashionable than the original overalls. Everyone concentrated on it and cooperated very well. Because of the help of the sewing machine, the sewing was very fast.
Everyone was full of energy, and it wasn't until dark that everyone packed up and went home to make dinner. Zhao Xiaohuan tidied it up, and they sewed a total of seven pieces in the afternoon. According to this speed, they can sew a hundred pieces in about ten days.
Zhao Xiaohuan turned around and went to the kitchen to make hot and sour noodles. Tonight she planned to set up a stall in the night market. She spent two hours making two large buckets of hot and sour noodles. She also brought [-] roasted sweet potatoes and bowls and chopsticks, and went into the space to get them. One hundred paper cups came out.
She put all her things on the back seat of the bicycle, and Yuan Yi came back from the ground. Seeing this, he quickly put down his hoe and came to help her.
"Are you going to the night market tonight?"
Zhao Xiaohuan glanced at his watch and said, "Well, it's still early before ten o'clock, I'll make a few bottles of acne cream before going."
Yuan Yi immediately followed her and said, "I'll go with you."
"you eat first."
Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Xiaohuan hastily made more than 20 bottles of acne cream. After Yuan Yi finished eating, he took Zhao Xiaohuan and set off.
It was nine o'clock, and most of the villagers were asleep, so no one would notice them. Zhao Xiaohuan was lighting a flashlight in the front seat. It was bought by Yuan Yi before. It was very old and not very bright. The car is good enough.
At ten o'clock, Yuan Yi and Zhao Xiaohuan came to the night market. She successfully found the stall that Li Ziyue mentioned, and several vendors around her started to set up stalls.
Zhao Xiaohuan scooped the hot and sour powder into a paper cup and placed it on top of the bucket. The tempting smell quickly attracted the people around him. A peddler at the side ran over and asked Zhao Xiaohuan, "Little girl, what are you doing? Okay." Fragrant!"
"Sweet potato noodles." Knowing that they didn't know what hot and sour noodles were, Zhao Xiaohuan just called them sweet potato noodles.
The peddler smelled it and couldn't hold it anymore, his saliva was about to flow out, "How much is a bowl?"
Zhao Xiaohuan had inquired about the price in advance, and the price was about the same as the market, so everyone could accept it, "[-] cents for a small bowl, [-] yuan for a large bowl."
"Give me a bowl." The peddler took out a dollar and handed it to Zhao Xiaohuan, but she didn't pick it up, bent down and picked up the paper cup and gave it to the peddler.
"It's free to try it." This is a marketing method Zhao Xiaohuan has developed, and she believes that after they taste it, they will buy it.
When he heard that there was no money, the peddler took the powder in the paper cup with a smile, finished it in one sitting, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said with satisfaction, "It's delicious."
Knowing that there is no charge for tasting, people around come to eat. After eating, everyone will feel that they have not enjoyed the meal, and they will buy a small bowl or a large bowl to try.
It was late at night, and there were more and more hawkers in the night market, some selling steamed buns, some noodles and dumplings, all kinds of food were dazzling.
On Zhao Xiaohuan's side, there was a long queue. The other hawkers were envious when they saw it. She and Yuan Yi had a clear division of labor. She was responsible for collecting money, and Yuan Yi was responsible for scooping up powder for customers.
The bucket of hot and sour noodles soon bottomed out. In the second bucket, Zhao Xiaohuan came up with a good idea to eat three bowls of noodles and get a roasted sweet potato. Everyone was scrambling to get the roasted sweet potato, but she didn't stop , has been busy.
"Yuan Yi, I'm going to the toilet..."
(End of this chapter)
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