With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

Liu Bo: [What? What's the summer special? No more steamed buns and noodles? ]

Almo: [Ah, I came here specifically to grab the meat buns, and you tell me I won’t do it anymore? ]

There were quite a few people who didn’t buy buns.

Howling in groups on the chat page.

Qiu Ling immediately replied: [Don't worry, there will be a small amount of meat buns for sale. ]

Before she went home, she went to the breakfast shop where she had had breakfast that morning and ordered 50 fresh meat buns and 50 braised meat buns, and paid the deposit.

This is action!

Almo: [Great, Boss, you are my God! ]

Qiu Ling's mouth twitched slightly, but there was no need to be so exaggerated.

After that, everyone on the chat page started guessing what the limited food for tomorrow would be.

Qiu Ling was busy counting money.

All 75 meat buns have been sold out.

Total revenue is 750 yuan.

Excluding the cost of 100.5 yuan.

The net profit is 649.5 yuan.

After kneading dough for a whole day, Qiu Ling's arms were sore.

It can be seen that making steamed buns is not only time-consuming but also more tiring than making noodles with soybean paste.

The money earned is not as much as that from noodles with soybean paste.

It's not that she despises this little money.

But if there are obviously better options, of course you should choose the best one!

Qiu Ling made up her mind that she would just buy the buns for her from now on.

There are still three hours until dinner.

Qiu Ling doesn't plan to work anymore.

Just take a quick shower and go to bed for a nap.

In just a few days in the city, she didn't have a single peaceful meal in order to make money.

In the evening, I killed the grass carp that was kept in a wooden basin and made pickled fish, adding some cabbage that Grandma Wang gave me.

Made a big pot full.

Then steam the white rice.

The spicy peppers are so fragrant that they make you drool!

The grass carp weighed more than three pounds, and Qiu Ling could not finish it by herself.

I wanted to serve a bowl to Grandma Wang next door.

But I thought there was an old man and a child on the other side.

Grass carp has many bones, and she would be in trouble if she accidentally got stuck by the bones.

It’s better to wait until next time when I make something else before giving it to you.

There was no refrigerator at home and no way to store the food. Qiu Ling also didn't want to waste the food, so she simply divided it into two and put the other one into the system to sell.

There was about one and a half kilograms of fish meat, priced at 40 yuan, and it was snatched away by the big man Liu Bo.

I’m posting pictures in the group right now.

Netizens were furious! If they had the address, they would rush to his house to eat for free!

Qiu Ling's move made netizens more convinced that tomorrow's limited food will be pickled fish.

The person who actually caused the storm was completely unaware of it.

Busy filling my stomach.

the next day.

Qiu Ling went out early in the morning.

Within the agreed time, find Yan Erqiang in the aquatic area.

100 kilograms of crayfish were packed in two large white buckets.

"Look, they're all fresh! The net was just pulled up this morning." Yan Erqiang opened the lid, and the crayfish soldiers waved their claws and climbed out impatiently.

Qiu Ling knew that 100 kilograms of crayfish would be a lot, but she didn't expect there would be so many!

Before frying the crayfish, you need to clean and remove the shrimp thread. I have to do this all by myself and I don’t know how long it will take me to finish.

She supported her waist silently.

Some things don't seem necessary to do personally.

"Brother Yan, I'll give you 20 yuan for the labor fee. Can you help me clean and remove the shrimp thread?"

When he heard that there was a labor fee, Yan Erqiang agreed without hesitation, "That's no problem, but it's hard to clean up in the market, maybe you have to go to my house."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

It was the first transaction and Qiu Ling didn’t know Yan Erqiang well. She was worried that if the crayfish left her sight, the other party would use some dead shrimps to trick her, so she had to go and take a look.

Yan Erqiang and Qiu Ling worked together to lift the small white bucket onto the cart.

After leaving the market, Yan Erqiang went straight to the tricycle parked nearby.

When seeing the car, the first thing Qiu Ling thought of was that it could deliver goods.

Qiu Ling suggested delivering the goods, and this time Yan Erqiang agreed immediately without asking for money.

It seems that although this person is a bit greedy, he also knows when to stop.

After about twenty minutes, the car stopped outside a self-built bungalow in the suburbs. Because the house was very clean, it seemed out of place with the surrounding houses, especially with a row of roses planted in the corner, which gave people an inexplicable feeling that this family knew how to live.

"Sister, please sit anywhere you like." Yan Erqiang pointed to the small stool placed outside the yard.

"Thank you."

As they were talking, two boys about seventeen or eighteen years old came into the yard carrying fishing nets.

"Dad, all the nets have been put down." One of the boys said, picked up the water on the table and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

Yan Erqiang introduced: "These two are my sons. The older one is Yan Caizhuang and the younger one is Yan Caiyi. They have graduated from high school and are helping me at home."

Qiu Ling nodded slightly at them, and three words flashed through his mind: labor force!

She suggested: "Brother Yan, why don't you ask your son to help clean up? It's still 20 yuan per person. I'm in a hurry."

Yan Erqiang got excited, "Okay, okay, we have all the tools at home, we can clean it right away!"

So, under Qiu Ling's gaze.

In less than an hour, the three of them cleaned 100 kilograms of crayfish.

It’s so good that it can be directly fried in the pan after being transported back.

During the cleaning process, there were a few dead shrimps, which Yan Erqiang threw away and replaced with live shrimps.

Qiu Ling was quite satisfied and gave the money happily.

When passing by the farmers' market, Qiu Ling asked Yan Erqiang to wait for a while.

She bought 40 kilograms of potatoes, 30 kilograms of lotus roots, and 30 kilograms of cucumbers, and then spent a huge amount of money to buy hot pot base, some spices for stir-frying crayfish, and oil paper packaging boxes.

Even rapeseed oil, Qiu Ling buys it at an oil press shop. It is more expensive than ordinary oil, but the dishes cooked with it will be more fragrant.

After loading the things into the car, she went to the steamed bun shop where she had had breakfast yesterday and took away the 100 steamed buns she had ordered.

It just so happened that Yan Erqiang had a tricycle that could help him take the things home.

It only takes ten minutes to walk or two steps on the accelerator to get there.

Yan Erqiang helped unload the goods.

He didn't even ask for any labor fees.

I have to say that Yan Erqiang has some business acumen.

Putting aside the fact that I wanted to cheat her at the beginning, the service attitude was very satisfying.

I originally wanted to find a few more vendors to compare with, but I don’t need to for now.

Cooking crayfish is a big project.

Just preparing the ingredients required filling up pot after pot.

Fortunately, it was a clay stove with a big iron pot.

Two stoves are used at the same time.

It can fry 20 kilograms of shrimps at a time.

First fry the lobsters in oil, remove and set aside after frying.

Leave some oil in the pan, add peppercorns, chili peppers, onions, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant!

The pot is crackling and very lively.

After the aroma spreads, pour the cut hot pot base into it. Soon, the pungent spicy smell spreads in the yard.

It's too choking and irritating to the eyes.

Wait for the hot pot base to dissolve.

Pour the side dishes first and then the fried lobster, sprinkle the seasonings and stir-fry evenly, pour half water and half beer into the pot, cover the lid and simmer over high heat!

Qiu Ling was already in tears and secretly decided to buy a mask and sunglasses tomorrow!

The spicy aroma spread far away.

Especially for Yangyang who lived next door, the fragrance went straight into his nose. He was young and couldn’t stand it, he really couldn’t stand it!

He was so greedy that he cried, "Grandma, it smells so good, I want to eat it!"

Grandma Wang smelled the aroma and her mouth watered. She immediately threw away the green vegetables in her hand and said, "Let's go and help grandma cut some meat. We'll make boiled beef for lunch!"

"Great!" As Yang Yang opened his mouth, a string of crystals dripped from the corner of his mouth.

I’m so greedy!

It was not just Grandma Wang and her family who were attracted by the fragrance.

The family living on the right side of Qiu Ling was so smelly that they wanted to climb over the wall to take a look.

The middle-aged woman who was sewing the soles of shoes took two deep breaths. Her stomach growled. It felt like her breakfast wasted. "Oh my god, no wonder they can set up a stall to sell boxed lunches. They smell so good!"

Her husband didn't go to work today, so he lay down under the grapevines to cool off. "Tsk, there's no shortage of oil these days, so just add a little more oil when cooking at noon, and you can achieve the same effect."

The middle-aged woman kicked the man's recliner.

The violent shaking almost threw the man out.

"What are you doing?"

Murdering your husband!

You Yuan raised his eyes and saw his wife smiling and kissing him, "It's easy for you to say that. Can you cook lunch?"

Looking more closely, there seemed to be a hint of threat in that smile.

He grabbed the handle and said stubbornly, "I'll do it if I want to."

The middle-aged woman glanced at him and said, "If you can't do it, don't blame me for slapping you!"

The man wants to cry but has no tears.

He shouldn't talk too much!

Qiu Ling didn't know that she had caused family disputes.

After the water and oil in the pot combine, she pours in the cucumber strips and green peppers and stir-frys.

After removing from heat, quickly pack into boxes and sprinkle with green onions and coriander.

It smells so good!!!

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

Qiu Ling hurriedly put the food box into the system.

She opened the door suspiciously.

A woman was standing at the door of her house, holding a little boy's hand, with an impatient look on her face.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Qiu Ling had no memory of this mother and son. Could they be relatives of the landlord?

Unexpectedly, the woman did not answer Qiu Ling's question. Her slender eyes kept glancing towards the yard. The little boy even shook off the woman's hand and took a big step to rush into the yard.

Qiu Ling quickly stopped them and said in an unhappy tone, "Who are you looking for? What's the matter?"

The woman angrily pulled her son back and looked Qiu Ling up and down, "What kind of food did you cook? It smells so good."

That look seemed to be a gift to Qiu Ling if he looked at her any longer.

Her gaze was so naked that Qiu Ling felt uncomfortable.

He said calmly, "Just stir-fry two dishes."

The woman was still waiting for Qiu Ling to take the initiative to invite her into the house, but she waited for a long time and no one came.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart: You have no tact.

However, her son was making a fuss, so she had to ask shamelessly: "Well, my child is a picky eater. I smell the delicious food from your house. Can you give some to my child?

We are all neighbors, you won’t refuse, right? "

The little boy seemed to be so greedy that he yelled at Qiu Ling: "I want to eat, I want to eat! Get out of the way!"

Qiu Ling frowned.

be sick.

At her doorstep, asking her to move out of the way?

The woman looked as if it was a matter of course, and didn't seem to think her child was being impolite.

Qiu Ling instantly lost her good impression of the mother and son.

"What a coincidence! I only made my own portion."

The woman said unhappily, "He is only ten years old. He can't eat much rice from your family."

funny.

If you want to eat, do I have to let you eat?

Qiu Ling lost her patience with the mother and son and said, "I have a big appetite," and was about to close the door.

But the woman took a step forward and held the door.

His tone was very disdainful: "I heard that you set up a stall to sell boxed lunches, I can pay for them, right?"

"Really? People from the country are always stingy."

The little boy ran out of patience and screamed at the door, "I want to eat now!" He pointed at Qiu Ling and said, "You, go and bring it out!"

The woman couldn't coax him, so she scolded Qiu Ling: "I'm so annoyed, can you please hurry up!"

???

"Are you two sick?"

The woman was stunned, "What did you say?!" Her face was full of disbelief!

Qiu Ling imitated the woman's eyes and looked her up and down. "Does your family have no money to eat? Do you have to beg for food from others?"

"It's so noisy. I won't sell it to you even if you pay me!"

If I sell food to such an unreasonable person, I'm afraid she will blackmail me to death if I'm not satisfied with her!

Qiu Ling pushed her away and closed the door!

The woman was so furious that she almost pinched her hand!

"If you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. What are you so arrogant about?"

"I'm worried that the food in your house is not clean and will upset my son's stomach!"

"A country girl, an uneducated thing."

The little boy didn’t understand what it meant to be uneducated. He sat down on the ground and started throwing a tantrum. “I don’t care. I want to eat. Aaaaaaah!!!”

"My dear, don't cry, mommy will go home and do it right away."

"I don't want it. The food you cook tastes like pig food. I won't eat it!"

"Then let's go to a restaurant!"

"No, no, I want to eat her food!"

The crying became louder and louder.

He looked like he would cry himself to death at the door if he wasn't given food.

Qiu Ling doesn't cause trouble, but she is not afraid of trouble either.

Even if he really died of crying in front of his own door, it would be suicide.