The rich cook: love you has a deep set of rules

Liu Yufang and boss Bai were excited and even couldn't believe it.

"Qianqian, this steamed stuffed bun is so oily that it costs only a penny?"

"Yes, I made the bone soup thicker and fried the fat.

In this way, when you stir it into stuffing, it looks more oily and tastes more delicious. "

"Is it troublesome to make this steamed stuffed bun skin?"

"No trouble, just make noodles one night in advance like the golden cake.

When I get up in the morning, I'm just tired. "

"Not afraid of being tired, not afraid of being tired, as long as you have money to earn."

The whole family had a lively discussion. Zhao Bin drank warm water while his belly was full, which made him look more beautiful.

Like the girl in front of you

In the morning of the second day, I had to steam golden cake and steamed buns.

The Bai family got up early, and most of them went into the kitchen to help.

Seeing Zhao Bin and Bai Qianqian get on the carriage and run to the town, Liu Yufang looks up and looks forward to it.

Boss Bai couldn't help sighing, "you're right. It's better for a girl to be in charge than me."

Liu Yufang quickly coaxed, "my daughter is still young. There are many new ideas, but we also need our help."

"That's true."

One after another, the villagers came again. Boss Bai was busy and didn't want to complain.

There are so many people who can work well. In these days, I have seen the Zhao family's houses rise.

Just wait for a good day to beam and spread the roof tiles, even if it is almost completed.

The village is also about to harvest in autumn, so it doesn't delay every household to pick up food.

Besides, Bai Qianxing hurriedly moved the steamed stuffed bun basket into the inn, but was doused with cold water by the innkeeper.

"Three Wen! It's not cheap, white girl."

The innkeeper is a shrewd, and the golden cake has opened its reputation now.

The inn doesn't have to take any risks, so it's easy to earn 100 Wen a day.

If you sell this steamed stuffed bun again, the profit is small, and the price is too high.

Bai Qianqian was stunned and turned to look at the crowded people in the lobby of the inn.

But most of them were Coachmans, or people in a hurry to get to town.

Indeed, no one is like sitting down and enjoying new food.

She raised her hand and patted her head. She quickly apologized to the shopkeeper and sent two steamed stuffed buns as a thank-you gift.

Then she called Zhao Bin and went straight to Fucheng.

Fu Cheng is only four miles away from Luoke town. After driving the carriage, he will arrive in a moment.

"Where are you going?"

Zhao Bin looked at Bai Qianqian carefully and wondered if he would secretly help her if the steamed stuffed bun couldn't be sold.

No, Bai Qianqian is confident and points directly to the east of the city.

"Go to the government office!"

Zhao Bin shook his whip and blinked.

At the moment, it was not long before the city gate was opened.

The small officials and servants of the government and the students of the government school have just arrived.

Bleary eyed and yawning.

Suddenly I heard a girl shouting.

"Come and see, come and see! White fat steamed stuffed bun with pickled meat!

Three Wen each, one bite, one mouthful of oil, no incense, no money! "

"The first steamed stuffed bun with soy sauce in Xuzhou, three Wen each, not in Kyoto!"

Some people didn't know whether it was a fresh picture, or they were not moved by the sentence Kyoto, so they came to them.

"Hey, girl, what do you sell? Kyoto really doesn't!"

"No, definitely not!

The number one scholar, this is my new steamed stuffed bun, which means that my studies are booming and my name is on the golden list.

You can try two of them. It's not delicious. No money! "

Bai Qianqian's mouth is too smooth. He speaks very well.

The student immediately said, "give me two to try!"

"Good!"

Bai Qianqian immediately pulled a piece of oil paper, wrapped two buns and handed them over.

Six Wen money splashed into the purse. A good start is half the success.

The world is so lively that some people don't want to fall behind at the beginning.

Especially in this area, those who study and do bad work, there is no one who is short of these copper coins in his pocket.

So, in the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty steamed stuffed buns were sold.

Someone took it back and ate it, and someone immediately took a bite.

"Oh, what kind of steamed stuffed bun is really good!"

"Yes, I didn't put less meat!"

"Yes, yes, it's really a bite of oil!"

"It's rare that this dough is made so soft?"

"Why, do you think of Xicheng alley... Ha ha!"

People ate steamed stuffed buns and talked idle words. Gradually, they lost some rules.

Zhao Bin's face was cold. Seeing Bai Qianqian counting copper coins, he didn't hear it at all. His face was a little better.

These people ate delicious food and bought two to take to the Yamen.

As a result, the steamed stuffed bun is half less.

Bai Qianqian wondered where to go again. He didn't want a boy to run out of the mansion and shouted loudly.

"Do you still have steamed stuffed buns? Give me fifty!"

Bai Qianqian was overjoyed and said, "yes, of course."

The boy was very proud and smiled.

"Our husband wants to invite the CHILDES of the school to eat this. He also said that he was clever and made a few poems."

Bai Qianqian stuffed a steamed stuffed bun for the boy and inquired carefully.

It turned out that the former student took the steamed stuffed bun and met his husband head-on. Under embarrassment, he had to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

Sir didn't eat in the morning. He couldn't help taking a bite and couldn't stop the car.

But it was embarrassing to eat and drink in front of the students.

In order to save the siege, he praised a few words and asked the boy to buy it. Please all the students have a taste.

Bai Qianqian wants to thank this gentleman face to face. It's a great assist.

There were more than 50 steamed stuffed buns left, a total of 150 Wen, and all of them were sold.

The carriage kicked again. On the way home, Bai Qianqian dangled the money bag and sang happily.

"We ordinary people are so happy, happy, happy!"

Zhao Bin turned his eyes and provoked Bai Qianqian to protest.

"Why, rich man Zhao, do you think I'm jealous of making money?"

"It's only a hundred and ten words. I don't pay attention to it."

Zhao Bin threw a whip, looked disdainful and turned to complain.

"You've been thinking about this steamed stuffed bun these days. Should the craftsman's food be careful?"

Bai Qianqian feels guilty and quickly responds.

"Don't worry, I'll cook myself at noon!"

Zhao Bin refused to give up. "Let your aunt sell it tomorrow and you stay at home."

Bai Qianqian hesitated, but he thought that his house had been repaired.

It's really suspected of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.

"Well, you remember to help my mother. She hasn't sold anything!"

"Don't worry, it's not the first time you sell steamed stuffed buns, but you still sell the basket short!"

"That's different!"

"Why is it different? Are you born to shout!"

"You are born to shout!"

On their way home, they can never get away from the end of the quarrel

Liu Yufang's neck was stretched. She finally looked forward to her daughter's return and received the heavy money bag.

She is so happy that she will faint!

Gold cake can sell 200 Wen a day, and steamed stuffed bun with soy sauce can sell 300 Wen, a total of 500.

How can we leave half of the cost out.

In this way, you can earn more than 200 Wen a day and six or seven liang of silver a month!

White eldest brother also specially came to inquire, also smiling.