Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 235 Earnings
"Your total is 10 yuan and 5."

"Your 8 dollars."

"Your 10 dollars."

The two young ladies were about to take out their mobile phones to scan the code to pay, but found that there was no QR code.

"Hello, don't you have a QR code?"

Sang Wanzhou shook his head: "Sorry, we only support cash now."

The two young ladies nodded, and had no choice but to find the cash from the bag and hand it to him, then left with breakfast.

Obviously did not recognize them.

The old woman took out her wallet from her pocket and counted them carefully one by one.

"Here's $10 for you."

Sang Wanzhou took the money from him and put it into the iron basin he took down to hold the money: "Welcome to visit next time."

Looking at the back of the old grandma staggering away.

It was only then that she discovered that she was crippled.

A very subtle feeling suddenly rose slowly from his heart.

Sang Wanzhou half-closed his eyes and watched the old lady disappear around the corner.

lame...

Where else had he seen anyone walking this way?
Otherwise, why would it be so familiar.

"elder brother?"

"elder brother!"

"My brother is here as a guest!"

Xiao Fubao's voice interrupted his thoughts and brought him back to reality.

Only then did Sang Wanzhou come to his senses and found another guest standing at the door.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now and I need something to eat. Today we only have meat buns, red bean paste buns, peanut buns and soy milk."

"Give me two meat buns, a red bean paste bun and a cup of soy milk."

"Ok."

Sang Wanzhou answered and lowered his head to pack the buns.

The guest stared at him and Xiao Fubao for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Are you... Sang Wanzhou? And Xiao Fubao?"

Sang Wanzhou silently packed the breakfast for him, and then said: "Yes, it's 13 yuan and 5 yuan in total."

The man paid the money, but he was very calm. He looked at them with his mobile phone and asked, "Well, can I take a picture?"

Sang Wanzhou led Xiao Fubao out and took a photo with the guests.

After sending that person away, the cameraman upstairs suddenly came down and handed them two masks in his hand.

"The director told you to bring this on."

Sang Manzhou: "..."

【Ha ha ha ha!This is to completely cover up the beauty of our Sang Manzhou and Xiao Fubao! 】

[It's useless, their eyes and the moles at the corners of their eyes are too obvious!No matter how you cover it, you can't cover it, okay? 】

[I'll go, after covering it like this, I think the two look more alike!The eyebrows and eyes are so similar! 】

There are more and more people on the road, and more and more customers come to buy buns.

During the peak hours of the morning, more than half of the steamed buns they made had already been sold.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Sang Haozhou took out the money and counted it.

A total of 23 meat buns were sold, and three red bean buns, 15 peanut buns and 33 cups of soy milk were eaten.

What he didn't expect was that the peanut buns sold the fastest.

Could it be that his bag is too ugly?
While he was reckoning.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an old man in dirty and tattered clothes standing three or four meters away from the store entrance. He was skinny, holding a dirty bowl in his hand and staring at the steamer in their store.

This looks like a homeless man.

Sang Wanzhou didn't plan to talk to him at first.

Little Fubao suddenly tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "Brother, can Fubao bring him a bun and a cup of soy milk? He looks really hungry."

Sang Wanzhou glanced at her, then nodded silently.

Anyway, today's servings are almost sold out, this one is not too much, and this one is not much.

(End of this chapter)