Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Zheng Juzi's smile was sincere: "It's a bit expensive, but there's nothing I can do about it. The cost is too high. If I don't put enough ingredients in, it won't taste good."

"It sounds like 5 cents is not cheap, but if you add some garlic and chili and stir-fry it, it will be a delicious dish that can be served on the table. Compared with the state-owned restaurants that often charge several yuan for a dish, it is still cheaper."

Yes, she liked the taste of this dish, but the price was too expensive. The aunt asked, "Little girl, three for about 1 yuan, how about I give you 5 cents and you sell one and a half to me?"

"That won't work. This thing can be stored for several months if it's not cut. It will be hard to sell if it's cut." Zheng Juzi certainly couldn't agree. "If you like it, why don't you ask if there's anyone around who's willing to buy it together with you? If there are many people in the family, one and a half can be eaten in one meal."

This was a good idea. The tasting was free, and the aunt worked hard to promote it. She soon found someone who was willing to share the bill with her, and the couple happily bought the food and left.

Many people came to try the free food, and soon all the thirty or so pig blood balls were sold out.

Looking at Zheng Hanqiu again, he was sitting on the stool next to him and had not sold any of the cold radish slices in front of him.

"Sister, are you okay?" Zheng Juzi asked.

"I can't." Zheng Hanqiu said honestly. She really couldn't sell her goods on the street.

Then he looked at Zheng Feizhou who was standing next to her, holding a piece of paper torn from a homework book in his hand, on which was written: One dime for a bowl.

Zheng Juzi was a little confused: "Why did you bring him here?"

Zheng Hanqiu whispered in her ear with disappointment in his tone: "I think the male lead has some aura of a protagonist after all, maybe it will be useful?"

Zheng Juzi...

"Little boy, how much are these radish slices?" Finally, the first person came to ask the price today.

Zheng Hanqiu just wanted to ask if he didn't know the words on the sign? Zheng Juzi answered first, "10 cents a bowl."

The person asking the price was a young man, tall and thin, with fair skin. He asked tentatively, "Can I try a piece?"

"Okay." Zheng Juzi gave him a remaining toothpick.

The young man glanced at Zheng Juzi and said with a smile, "You are quite particular, kid."

Zheng Juzi just smiled and complained in his heart: You are not much older than us, who are you calling kid?

The young man picked up a piece of carrot with a toothpick and put it into his mouth. After chewing it for a few times, his eyes sparkled and he exclaimed, "It's delicious!"

The scream instantly attracted the attention of everyone around.

Take a look...what kind of person is this? He's making a fuss just by eating a carrot!

"I'll buy it, I want to buy it!" the young man said excitedly.

Zheng Hanqiu pushed Zheng Juzi and asked in a low voice, "Did you hire someone to help you? So exaggerated?"

Who would hire someone like this? Zheng Juzi snorted in annoyance: "No."

Then he asked enthusiastically, "How much do you want to buy, little brother?"

The young man took out a dollar and gave it to her, "Let me buy one dollar."

Zheng Juzi was sincere in doing business and would not cheat people. He said, "This thing cannot be stored for a long time. It tastes best if you save it until noon. You can't eat it tomorrow. Eating too much radish will also cause internal heat. Are there so many people in your family?"

The young man thought for a moment and asked, "Will you come tomorrow?"

Zheng Juzi shook his head.

Xiao Nianqi said disappointedly: "Then give me two bowls."

Before coming out, Zheng Juzi put a lot of plastic bags on the bowls, quickly filled two bowls with food, and gave him 8 cents in change.

The young man stood up with two servings of salad slices and asked, "Little boy, who made this in your family?"

Zheng Juzi asked cautiously: "Why are you asking this?"

The young man's eyes still sparkled as he said, "It's delicious. I want to learn how to make it."

Zheng Juzi felt that this man had grown old in vain and was a little naive, so she didn't refuse outright. She just smiled and said, "These are all home-cooked methods. You will learn it after you try them a few times when you go back home."

The young man shook his head and said, "I can't do it."

Zheng Juzi...So what? What does it have to do with me?

The young man added: "My master can't do it either."

Zheng Juzi... "You don't want to get my secret recipe just for a little money from me, do you?"

The young man was a little incredulous: "Did you do this?"

Zheng Juzi nodded: "It's me."

The young boy was so excited that he didn't know how to express himself: "Wait, I'll go get my master."

Then he ran away in a hurry.

The market in the town usually starts early, with the most people in the morning. Before noon, most people are ready to pack up and go home, and there are obviously fewer people on the streets.

The two sisters had good business today. The pig blood balls were sold out the first time they set up the stall. Although the cold radish slices were not sold out, they still made more than two yuan.

"Let's go back." Zheng Juzi saw that everyone around him had left and was ready to close the stall.

Zheng Hanqiu: "I haven't bought anything yet."

Zheng Juzi: "You didn't make a penny, what do you want to buy?"

Zheng Hanqiu: "I have pocket money."

Zheng Juzi: "Go home!"

Zheng Hanqiu: "I want to go shopping."

Zheng Juzi: "How can I go shopping with a pot and a sieve?" I originally thought that cold-boiled radishes would sell well, but the jar at home was too heavy, so I used the large aluminum pot I used for cooking.

Zheng Hanqiu thought this was not a problem: "Why don't you and Feizhou take the things back first? I'll go shopping alone."

Zheng Juzi sneered: "I work so hard to make money, how can I be willing to watch you spend it alone?"

Not to mention that they were sworn enemies in the past, even now they are sisters.

Zheng Hanqiu...

Zheng Feizhou, holding the piece of paper, said weakly: "I want to go shopping, too."

The two sisters said in unison: "Shut up!"

"Little friend, little friend, you are still here." An excited voice came from far away, and soon a young face appeared in front of the two sisters, "Great, you are still here."

Zheng Juzi looked at him and the middle-aged man who followed them from a distance and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young man said excitedly: "My master wants to ask you how to make this salad."

Zheng Juzi was really convinced. She looked up at him and asked, "Are you really stupid or are you just pretending to be stupid? How can I tell you this for nothing when I still have to make money from this?"

The young man blushed. Fortunately, he thought it was delicious and asked his master to come over. The kid was so difficult to talk to.

The old man following behind him looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was wearing an apron and sleeves on his wrists, but no chef's hat. He had a bald head, which was rare in this era, and the thin long hair around his ears could not hide the bright spots on his head.

"Little boy, you need to tell your parents about this." The old chef said seriously.

Zheng Juzi turned around and looked at the old chef and said, "If you give me more, I can make the deal. If you give me less, I will go home."

Old Chef...

The young man hurriedly introduced himself to his master: "Do you know who he is? He is the head chef of a state-owned restaurant."