Chapter 78 No one buys steamed buns?

"Milk, who will taste the taste of a steamed bun?" Molan didn't dare to reach for the steamed bun. Her hands were thin and couldn't stand the heat.

"I'll do it." Wang picked up a steamed bun, turned it back and forth in her hand, and took a bite. It was not Wang's favorite, but that she felt that she had eaten more good things than everyone else when she was young. It's no problem to taste it.

Wang swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns, looked at the eyes in front of her and stared at her, waiting for her [answer] case.

"It's too hot to taste it." Wang said, looking at everyone's speechless expression, she smiled and then said, "It's very fragrant. It makes people want to eat it again."

Everyone breathed out, putting down half of their hearts and half of their hearts, because they were afraid that the steamed buns could not be sold.

Mo Lan and Mo Mei carried the big wooden box and put a clean cotton cloth in it. They began to pick up the steamed buns and put them one by one. After putting them, they were covered with a layer of clean cotton cloth. The top was a small quilt, which could keep warm and the steamed buns cool slowly.

Molan went to see another big pot. The pot was boiled big bone stick soup, with a total of three big bone sticks. The time of the purchase was chopped from the middle. After that, a large pot of water was added and stewed. After simmering for an hour or two, put in the tofu and spinach and continue to stew.

Now that the heat is almost up, Molan is ready to pack a bucket and pull it over and sell it with steamed buns. Even if they can't sell it, it's okay. When they come back, they can drink it by themselves. The big bone stick soup can't help but taste delicious, and it also supplements calcium, which is good for the body. The rest of the pot can be given to the working people. It's really killing a stone.

Another big pot of steamed buns came out. Mo Lan looked almost done, so she urged her to start loading the car, because she didn't dare to prepare too much for the first time. She was not familiar with it and was afraid that she would not buy it. In addition, she was afraid that someone would bring dry food and would not eat steamed bun

The shelf car contains a large box of steamed buns, more than half a bucket of soup, a basket of bowls, and a large bag of lettuce leaves. Mo Mei and Mo Lan can't get these old things, while Mo Changhe is busy building the house in front of them, and their mothers have to work on their lunch. There is nothing they can do. Mo Lan has to go to the front to call Grandpa Mo Quan and ask him to help them pull the car together.

Mo Quan pulled in the front, Mo Mei and Mo Lan pushed in the back, and the group went to the place where the Xue family built another courtyard.

The road is not very far, and the road surface is not very flat. I don't know if the Xue family is going to repair the road later?

When she arrived at the place, Molan raised her eyes and looked at it. The open space could not be seen at a glance. Obviously, the land had been planned to build a house for a long time, so it was full of flat land. Among them, there were a lot of bricks, tiles, wood and other debris piled up on the ground. The Many craftsmen are busy.

Mo Quan put the car in the shade of the tree, and then squatted under the tree and lit the cigarette bag. Momei stood next to the car.

Molan squinted at the sun. It's not noon yet. It seems that it's not time for those craftsmen to eat yet. They have to wait.

After about a quarter of an hour, Molan, who was talking, shouted, "Stop the work in your hand and have a meal."

She hurriedly looked at the craftsmen, and saw that they all put down their work and began to find a place to rest in twos and threes.

She cleared her throat and began to shout, "Selling steamed buns, delicious meat buns." Two articles and one, come and buy it.

"Oh, why did you come here to sell steamed buns? Let's have a look."

"Let's go and have a look."

Many people heard shouts and began to gather here. When they arrived in front of them and saw the three grandchildren clearly, someone began to ask, "What kind of steamed buns do they sell? Is it delicious?"

"Uncle, there are beef buns and pork buns, all of which are fragrant. Uncle, do you want to buy one and try it?" Molan enthusiastically sold her steamed buns.

"Forget it. I brought a big cake. I don't know if it's delicious? Let's talk about it next time." After saying that, the uncle took out a big cake from his arms, found a place to squat down, and began to bite the big cake.

Molan was not angry, but continued to introduce to the rest.

There are a lot of people, but none of them say they want to buy. Many of them squat down and start to eat cakes. Some are a little tempted, but they are afraid that it will not taste good, and some are worried about money. They have never opened their mouths to buy them, but they have not taken out to eat cakes.

Molan was about to find a way to make everyone believe that her steamed buns were delicious. Suddenly, she heard a shout, "There are steamed buns for sale. Let me have two try first."

Molan followed the voice. There was already a big beard standing in front of the car. He was 1.8 meters tall. He had thick eyebrows, big round eyes, and a big nose. He couldn't see the lip shape clearly, because his face was full of beards and he was wearing blue cloth trousers, but he was much cleaner than the craftsmen around him. It He is a foreman.

The words around also confirmed Molan's conjecture. Many people greeted him and called him Master Qin.

Molan smiled, lifted the quilt, and uncovered the fine cotton cloth. She took a pair of chopsticks in one hand and a lettuce leaf in the other and asked, "Does this man want to eat beef or pork?"

The master Qin looked at Molan's posture and was a little surprised. The little girl was quite clean and didn't grab it with her hands. Then he looked at the steamed bun. It was big and looked good. He put away the previous joke and replied, "Let's have a taste of it first."

Molan picked up two steamed buns with chopsticks, put them on the lettuce leaves, and handed them to the bearded Master Qin.

The bearded took the steamed bun and was not polite. He put it on his mouth and bit it. He ate several mouthfuls in a row before swallowing and said, "I didn't expect it. It tastes really good, better than what was sold in the town. Give me three more."

"Good." Molan answered, picked up three steamed buns, wrapped lettuce leaves and gave them to the beard. After thinking about it, she opened the wooden barrel and served a bowl of soup to the beard.

"Master Qin, you are the first to buy our steamed buns. You bought five again. This bowl of soup will be given to you for free."

The beard ate two steamed buns and was a little choked. Suddenly, a bowl of soup appeared in front of him. The color of the soup was milky white, the tender white tofu, and the green spinach smelled fragrant. He smiled cheerfully, took the bowl, took a few sips, and breathed out, "It's comfortable It tastes very fresh. Thank you, little girl.

"No thanks." Molan smiled and returned to the back of the car.

"Does the boss sell this soup? I have dry food, as long as it's in the soup?" Some people see that the bearded drink soup and smell the aroma of the soup. This mouth feels dry and uncomfortable, and they want to buy soup alone.

"Sell it. This soup is made of big bones. It has been boiled for a long time. It has used a lot of firewood, as well as tofu and spinach. It tastes good. If you want to drink it, you can spend a bowl for a penny." Molan answered crisply.

"Middle, it's not expensive. Give me a bowl." As soon as the big man heard Molan's words, he hurriedly asked for a bowl.

Molan said while serving soup, "Of course it's not expensive. Uncles and uncles earn a lot of hard money. We thought about how we had the strength to work if we didn't eat well at noon, so we made it at home and sold it. First, it's convenient for you, and we can also make money to buy salt.

"This little girl listens to what she says. Unlike some sellers who open their mouths and say that they sell at a loss, what do they sell at a loss? It's better to go home and hug their daughter-in-law. Give me two steamed buns, too." Another big man shouted for steamed buns.

As soon as he said it, it seemed to be contagious. Many people asked for three or two steamed buns, and some asked for soup alone.

When there are more people, the work of picking up steamed buns is Mo Quan, while the soup belongs to Momei, and Mo Lan is in charge of recycling bowls and collecting money.

After receiving one or two articles, Mo Lan smiled happily. Although the money was small, it was hard-earned. She was satisfied.

"Give me two." A strong man even ate the lettuce leaves of the steamed buns. He still felt that it was not enjoyable, so he shouted again.

"This brother, the steamed buns are gone, and the last two are also taken by this little brother." Mo Quan looked at the empty wooden box and replied apologetically.

"Why is it gone? I haven't eaten enough yet. This steamed bun is really delicious. How can I eat it if I eat a big cake? I said you should steam more tomorrow." The big man complained and had to eat the big cake again.

When those next to him who had never bought steamed buns to eat big cakes, they suddenly felt that their big cakes were tasteless. They thought that they would also buy two steamed buns to taste tomorrow. Anyway, the salary given by the Xue family is not low, so they can't eat steamed buns, so they can eat big cakes by themselves

"All right, all right, eat and drink enough, take a break, and start working later." The bearded waved to the craftsmen, and then asked Molan, "Little girl, will you come tomorrow?"

"Come on, let's come every day. What's the matter, uncle?" Molan stopped the work of returning to the bowl and asked the beard.

"Come here, and I won't bring dry food tomorrow. Come on, by the way, will you make wine and vegetables?" The beard seemed to think of something and asked Molan.

"Uncle, what kind of wine do you want to eat? It's common. If you want to eat fresh food, you have to wait for our shop to open. Molan answered very honestly.

"You're going to open a shop. No wonder, the big house that's being built." The beard was surprised at first, and then figured it out.

"Um, that's our family. Please take care of it when it's time to open. The price of steamed buns is the same as now, and we will still have a discount at that time." Molan took the opportunity to advertise the shop.

"What's the discount?" A lot of people asked next to him.

"When you go, you will know when you go, and you will visit them on that day." Molan said with a small mouth, but did not reveal any discount.

"The little girl's mouth is quite tight. Come on, just give me two dishes tomorrow. How about your cooking skills? The beard laughed and asked Mo Lanminger to bring him two dishes.

"Okay, let's go. Let's be busy." Mo Lan waved to everyone, and the three grandchildren pushed the car back. ( To be continued.