After dressing as a widow

The small carts of Lin Zhen and Lin Xiaoyao were scrutinized by the surrounding shops as soon as they were placed there, and they thought it was the woman who came to compete with them for business.

It wasn't until I saw those things they took out that I realized they were selling food.

They don't mind selling food, anyway, this street is full of shops that have been open for more than ten years, and diners who don't taste good don't buy it at all.

The firepower of the tandoor is getting stronger and stronger, making the spicy soup and clear soup in the clay pot bubbling, and the mixed flavor of various spices is domineeringly scattered with the wind.

Lin Zhen looked at Lin Xiaoyao, who was looking around with worried eyes, and asked him, "Do you want spicy or clear soup?"

"..." Lin Xiaoyao was almost worried to death, no one came to ask, what if she couldn't sell it!

He said nonchalantly: "Eat spicy food."

Lin Zhen cooked a large bamboo tube for him, and he came up with the idea of ​​storing things in this bamboo tube. After all, their small cart is not like other shops that can provide clean dishes and chopsticks at any time, and the one in Chazi Street The guests are all a little rich, and they certainly don't like to stand on the side of the road to eat.

It’s different with bamboo tubes. First, saw them into empty sections, and wash the white film inside. Not only does it look clean, but it can also provide a takeaway service, which is the best of both worlds.

Lin Xiaoyao was also hungry, and Lin Zhen started to eat as soon as he brought it over.

Braised radishes that are just right and tasty, chewy dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms, slightly fatty pork belly, crispy pig ears, and extremely tender chicken after being treated by Lin Zhen.

Lin Xiaoyao ate deliciously, her mouth was red and swollen from the heat, but she just couldn't stop.

And the shopkeeper of the shop next to the trolley finally couldn't bear it anymore, swallowed his saliva, and walked to the front of the trolley: "Little brother, how do you sell this thing?"

The first impression, the shopkeeper felt that the cart looked small, but it felt good. The second impression was that my heart skipped a beat. This little guy looks really extraordinary.

But the shopkeeper has a good relationship with his wife, and this little brother is as old as his own grandson, so he just sighed, and his attention was quickly attracted by the tumbling Mala Tang.

Lin Zhendao: "Vegetables cost a penny a bunch, and meat costs three pennies a bunch."

"Excuse me," said the shopkeeper, "this price is not cheap, three pennies can buy an egg."

"It tastes like this," Lin Zhen said, "I guarantee that you won't have the same taste in other places."

The shopkeeper smiled: "The tone is not small, so you want to bring me two bunches of mushrooms, two bunches of bamboo shoots, and another bunch of radishes."

He himself often eats meat, and he is very familiar with chicken and pork. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't recognize what it was, so he pointed and said, "What is this?"

Lin Zhen glanced at it, and said while taking the vegetables he ordered: "It's pig's ears, it tastes good and is crunchy."

Who knows how to eat pig ears these days, it seems so cautious, the shopkeeper gave Lin Zhen a thumbs up: "No this, no this, just take four skewers of pork and two skewers of chicken."

"Okay," Lin Zhen asked him without hesitation, "Do you want spicy or clear soup?"

"Spicy!" The little girl just ate spicy food, it looked so delicious, he wanted to try it too.

Soon, all the skewers he ordered were cooked. Lin Zhen took a large bamboo tube to put it in, added a spoonful and a half of soup into it, added some chopped green onions, and handed it to the shopkeeper: "Use it slowly!" , Thank you for your patronage, delicious food will come again.”

"Needless to say, I will definitely come again if it tastes good." Of course, if it doesn't taste good, it's just this time.

The shopkeeper held the bamboo tube with a special handle, was hooked by the smell, and couldn't wait to go back to the small courtyard behind the store, and called his wife in a loud voice: "Come and taste this new thing, and see if it tastes good." .”

The shopkeeper's daughter-in-law is not from their place. She is farther south. After all these years, she still can't adapt to the summer here. She can't eat well or sleep well at this time of year.

When I heard that he was eating something, my stomach felt uncomfortable, and I resisted it all over.

However, in the next second, a domineering smell rushed into the nose, strong, but not greasy at all, it just made the mouth water.

She walked over to look at the stick in the bamboo tube: "What is this, the smell is quite novel?"

Seeing that she had lost a lot of weight, she was really interested, and the shopkeeper quickly said, "It's newly launched today. It's called Malatang. You can try it quickly. If it tastes good, I'll buy it again!"

He was holding a bunch of dried bamboo shoots. There were only two pieces of bamboo shoots on a smooth bamboo stick, wrapped in bright red soup, full of rich aroma.

The shopkeeper's daughter-in-law saw that it was dried bamboo shoots, so she opened her mouth to eat it. In an instant, the tastes of numbness, spicy, fresh, and fragrant collided in her mouth, and they rushed straight to the sky for an instant.

She didn't need to feed it from the shopkeeper, and took a skewer by herself, but this time it was not dried bamboo shoots, but a piece of chicken with skin on.

She was very resistant to greasy things because of Kuxia, but the taste of the dried bamboo shoots just now was so good, she hesitated for a while and put the stick to her mouth.

The specially processed chicken is extremely tender, but it also has a special taste of chicken, which is incomparable to the tender chicken she ate before.

Her eyes lit up, and she couldn't stop her hands and mouth.

The shopkeeper looked at his daughter-in-law with a red mouth and a comfortable look on her face. She stretched out her hand a few times and took it back. Finally, looking at the soup in the empty bamboo tube, she waved her hand to the kitchen staff at home. The mother said: "Cook me a bowl of noodles!"

With the shopkeeper who has the courage to try, those onlookers who are attracted by the fragrance can't stand it anymore.

"I want three skewers of chicken, one skewer of radish and one skewer of mushrooms!"

"I want pork skewers, five skewers of chicken, and two skewers of dried bamboo shoots!"

"This tofu fruit is not bad, give me two more skewers!"

"..."

It was the first day of opening today, and Lin Zhen didn’t dare to do too much. He didn’t expect that the business was unexpectedly good. Seeing that the worn strings were gone, he hurriedly asked Lin Xiaoyao to wear them. At around three o’clock in the afternoon, even these strings were sold. Get it clean.

Looking at the people in front of the trolley, Lin Zhen said: "Excuse me everyone, it's all sold out today, but I'll still be here tomorrow. If you want to eat, come tomorrow."

He took a big bowl by himself, and the chubby middle-aged man, who was about to taste the delicious food from his old friend, drooped his eyebrows, looked and looked into the clay pot of soup, and made sure that there was really nothing in it: "Boss, you have done too little, I feel too uncomfortable if I want to eat!"

No one doesn't like being praised for what they do, Lin Zhen couldn't help laughing: "I'm really sorry, I must do more tomorrow."

Most of these people who came later came after seeing the feedback from those who bought it first, and soon dispersed when they saw that Malatang was really gone.

Lin Zhen, who walked for three hours in the morning and stood for a long time selling things, was already very tired, but when he looked down and saw the small box containing the copper plates, he immediately regained his strength, and said to Lin Xiaoyao, "Clean up and pack up." stuff, let's go home!"

Even Lin Xiaoyao, who was used to farm work, was exhausted enough, so she nodded repeatedly.

After packing up the things and pouring out the charcoal in the tandoor with water, Lin Zhen and Lin Xiaoyao pushed the cart home.

It was another three-hour journey, from the time when the sun had not set until the sky was completely dark, because Lin Zhen and Lin Xiaoyao were worried all the way because the small box contained a day's income, and they were relieved until they approached the entrance of the village.

The two of them had just pushed the cart over the small slope at the entrance of the village, when a torch suddenly appeared in front of them. Brother Lin and Father Lin ran up, handed the torch to Lin Zhen, and took the torch from him and Lin Xiaoyao. cart.

Brother Lin said: "If you don't come back, my father and I will go to find you. How about it, are you okay on the way?"

Lin Zhen didn't say anything, just said, "Let's go home!"

The small trolley was like a small toy in the hands of Brother Lin and Father Lin, and it rattled and quickly pushed into the fence gate of the Lin family.

Lin Zhen picked up the small wooden box below, walked into the room, and put the box on the table with a bang.

The eyes of the crowded Lin family were immediately attracted by this movement. Lin Huaixiang, who is still young, has become familiar with Lin Zhenke after getting along these days, and walked to the table and shook his sleeves: "Auntie Auntie, what is this?"

Lin Zhen raised his eyebrows and patted the box: "It's all money."

As he spoke, he took the dustpan leaning against the wall to the table, and the key to open the wooden box slammed down the copper plates inside.

The yellow copper plate made a crisp and pleasant sound, and a thick layer was laid in the dustpan.

Everyone in the room was stunned, their eyes widened and their mouths opened.

Lin Zhen called Dad Lin: "Daddy, bring some twine, and I'll string these copper coins together to see how many there are in total."

"..." Aunt Lin stared blankly at him, then at the copper coins, and quickly got hit on his head by a wooden stick.

Who is he?

Where is he?

What is he doing?

It wasn't until Lin Zhen called out to him two or three times that he realized that he turned around to get the ball of twine with some difficulty in his hands and feet.

Passing the ball of twine to Lin Zhen, he pointed to the copper coins: "This...these..."

"Yes, they are all earned today, but the money for buying spices and meat and vegetables must be used to calculate how much you really earned."

"It must have made money! It must have made money!" Aunt Lin had seen that wooden box when it was being made. It was so big that it was almost full of copper coins, so how could it not make money!

Just ...

Looking at the people in the room, Father Lin was a little uncertain what Lin Zhen meant.

It is said that the wealth is not exposed, and he poured out the copper coins in such a big way, what kind of small calculations are he planning.

Lin Zhen sat at the table and greeted Lin Xiaoyao who had been transferred by him for a day today: "Come and count with me, make a bunch of one hundred."

Lin Xiaoyao, who made a temporary assault for a day, nodded: "Okay."

"Jingle--"

"Jingle--"

Each copper plate is threaded into the twine, and it is put aside after a hundred.

I don't know how long it took to count, Lin Zhen rubbed his neck, picked up the last copper plate and threaded it into the twine: "It's finally over, let me count how many there are in total."

"one two three four……"

"Eleven, twelve, thirteen."

"Including the last string I just wore, the total is 350 Wen and 57 Wen, which is one, two, three and [-] Wen."

"In addition to the money for spices, the money for buying vegetables, and the money for buying meat, there is a net profit..." He quickly did a subtraction, "Five coins."

The spices account for the largest part, but the spices are also used the least. There is still half of the one I bought that day, and I can use it twice.

In this way, the net profit is even higher.