The Sickly General’s Spoiled Wife Has Space (The Sickly General's Wife With A Spatial Ability I

Chapter 427 Su Ji Food

Su Binglan made more stinky tofu at noon and packed some of it, originally intended to be eaten by Su Zhengde's uncle's family.

Unexpectedly, Su Xueye's father, Su Wenxing, personally came to deliver the small dining car.

Su Binglan looked at the food truck and was amazed, "Brother, you guys are doing really well. That's what the food truck I said looks like."

Su Fengmao said: "The three brothers of your uncle's family are all very good carpenters, and the things they make are very good."

Su Wenxing rubbed his hands and said honestly, "Second uncle praised him."

In terms of seniority, Su Wenxing is called Second Uncle Su Fengmao, but in fact the age difference is not big.

Su Binglan looked at the small dining car, there was no problem, Su Wenxing wanted to go back.

Su Binglan handed the packaged stinky tofu to Su Wenxing and asked him to take it back.

Su Wenxing was simply too embarrassed to take it.

He came here on purpose when everyone had finished their lunch, but he didn't expect to go back to Su Binglan and give something back.

In fact, Su Binglan gave them a lot of money to build these things.

In fact, they felt that they didn't need anything, just build it directly, but Su Binglan insisted on giving the money.

Su Binglan said, "Brother, this is stinky tofu. You ate it last time. This time, I just made a few more. You can bring it back to the uncle and auntie for a taste."

As soon as he heard the stinky tofu, Su Wenxing did not refuse and took it with a smile.

After Su Wenxing returned, Su Binglan started to teach Songyi to make stinky tofu with tofu from the food truck.

There is a place for frying on the top of the small dining car, and charcoal is placed under it, and it can be fried.

After frying the tofu, brush with seasonings with a seasoning brush and it's ready to eat.

very simple.

Song Yi will see it at a glance.

Su Binglan asked Songyi to sign the contract of the tofu shop, and told Songyi about the specifics of selling stinky tofu.

Song Yi also remembered them one by one.

He never thought that the more stinky tofu sold, the more money he would make.

In this way, he earns more than one hundred and fifty cents every month. Thinking of these numbers, Song Yi's heart is very warm.

He was also full of energy.

In the afternoon, Su Wenwu accompanied Songyi to the town to sell stinky tofu.

First help Songyi to put the food cart together to sell. After Songyi is familiar with it, Songyi will sell stinky tofu by himself.

Today's Tenghe Town is very lively, with many people and many stalls.

So when everyone saw Su Wenwu and Songyi pushing the dining cart, everyone was stunned.

"There is such a thing, is this a stall?"

"This thing has a reel, which is really convenient to use."

"It doesn't take up space, and it doesn't take a lot of effort to move it."

"It's really a novelty."

"There are three characters of stinky tofu written on it, the small portion is five strings of three cents, and the large portion is ten strings of five cents."

"It's tofu, it must be something from Su Ji, but why is it called stinky tofu?"

"I've heard that people who work in the tofu factory in Su Teng Village have posted this kind of food. I heard that it is very delicious, but it tastes strange."

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Song Yi and Su Wenwu set up stalls at the market east of the town.

There are many people here, and there are many people who come here to buy and sell things. When everyone passes by, they can't help but look at this small dining car.

It's just that their little food truck is so weird.

Just take up a small space and you can fry things.

Song Yi put charcoal on the bottom, put oil in the small pot on the top, and started to fry the tofu.

That's how the smell came out.

It smells weird, but it smells good too.

Song Yi said while frying: "The first twenty customers are free to taste, free to taste."

This is what Su Binglan said, and Song Yi followed what Su Binglan said.

Only the first 20 customers can taste it for free. When everyone hears it, don't worry, don't worry about anything, go and try it first.

Su Kee's stuff is definitely delicious.

Soon, there was a queue in front of the dining car.

Su Wenwu helped to smear the fried stinky tofu with seasoning.

Then one handed a bunch to taste.

The person in front took a bunch of stinky tofu and started to eat it.

After eating, I was shocked by the stinky tofu.

"This...is this stinky tofu? Is it so delicious?"

The people in the back also took it and started eating. Everyone kept nodding and complimenting, "It's delicious, delicious, really delicious."

"One string is not enough, can you have another string?"

Song Yi looked at everyone and said with a smile: "We are also in a small business, each customer can only taste one bunch for free, and if they want to eat, they can only queue up to buy it."

"What we wrote above is a small portion of five strings of three cents, and a large portion of ten strings of five cents."

"Then I'll buy it and give me a small portion."

For some people in the town, three cents can be eaten, so in order to understand the cravings, buy some and try it.

At first, many people thought of free tasting, but after tasting it, most people paid for it.

Only those with poor family conditions and reluctance to spend money endured not buying.

After a while, everyone knows that this stinky tofu is very delicious.

And this is Su Ji's East

West.

Everyone is familiar with Su Wenwu.

Many people have eaten Su Wenwu's hot pot. Everyone saw it, came to say hello to Su Wenwu, and bought stinky tofu to try it.

After tasting it, they are full of praise.

Rich people bought several copies directly and prepared to take them home to give their families a taste.

"This thing does taste weird, but I can't help it. Haha, you don't need to taste Su Ji's food. Big guys know it's delicious."

Now Su Ji has a good reputation in the town.

If it weren't for this reputation, stinky tofu would not have sold so well.

When Songyi came to town to sell stinky tofu, he was still very nervous.

He knew it was delicious because he ate several pieces of stinky tofu at Su Wenwu's house at noon.

But the townspeople don't know.

He was worried that everyone would not eat it because of the taste.

Even if you let everyone taste it for free, not everyone will eat it.

Song Yi is most worried about this.

He was worried that if he couldn't sell stinky tofu, he wouldn't be able to do what Miss Su explained.

He will be ashamed.

In that case, he would have no face to get paid.

But why didn't he think that it would start selling, and the business would be so hot?

The movements of Song Yi's hands became more numb.

He helps his parents cook at home on weekdays, and does everything at home.

So while frying, brushing seasonings, and collecting money, he can come here busy.

Su Wenwu wanted to continue to help, but Song Yi said, "Wenwu, you let me learn to do this myself, so that I can become proficient earlier."

Su Wenwu also knew that what Song Yi said made sense.

Because he only came to help this afternoon, and then Songyi sold stinky tofu by himself.

There were a lot of people, Song Yi was a little busy, but there was a bright smile on his face.

"Young man, give me a large portion, can you pack it separately for my two grandchildren."

Song Yi said cheerfully: "Okay, Auntie, just wait a moment, you'll be ready soon."

After Songyi received the copper coins, he continued to fry stinky tofu.