Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 152 Chapter 152: Sold out

Listening to what the family of five said when they left, the corners of Shen Qingcheng's mouth curled up, feeling extremely happy.

With the affirmation of the guests, the business can continue.

"They sell scallion pancakes, delicious and hot scallion pancakes."

When Shen Qingcheng posted the third pot of cakes, Wang Fugen continued to shout.

Because the family of five took the lead in buying the cakes, and when they left, the couple were full of praise for the cakes made by Shen Qingcheng, so the third pot of cakes posted by Shen Qingcheng was sold out quickly.

By the time Shen Qingcheng posted the fourth pancake, there were already several people waiting to buy scallion pancakes in front of the stove.

Shen Qingcheng mixed about seven catties of flour last night, and after the flour was proofed, it weighed at most eight or nine catties, and divided about three catties of dough to make steamed buns, leaving only about five catties of dough for scallion pancakes up.

About five catties of dough can make about [-] scallion pancakes, and the previous three pans add up to about forty scallion pancakes, and there are only forty scallion pancakes left.

While Shen Qingcheng was busy flipping the scallion pancakes, she was thinking silently in her heart. She lamented that the scallion pancakes were so easy to sell. If I had known that the scallion pancakes were so popular, I would only sell scallion pancakes instead of steamed buns today.

Then the fourth pot, the fifth pot, and the sixth pot of scallion pancakes came out, and the people waiting in line craned their necks to watch.

"Little lady, give me five."

"Little lady, I want six."

Forty or so scallion pancakes were sold out quickly, some of the customers waiting in line to buy the pancakes looked at Shen Qingcheng with unhappy faces.

Shen Qingcheng had no choice but to apologize to others with a smiling face: "Guest officers, I'm really sorry, the scallion pancakes we prepared for the first time at the stall today are not many, if the guest officers really like my scallion pancakes, go Welcome to buy next time you catch the big fair.”

There was a big head like Jun Wulan standing behind Shen Qingcheng like a wall, and the dissatisfied customers who didn't buy the cake didn't dare to say anything, only an old woman in her 50s complained: "Little lady, It's freezing cold, it's not easy for us to stand in line in the cold wind, if your scallion pancakes are not enough to sell, please let us know earlier."

Seeing that the old woman's face was turning blue from the cold, Shen Qingcheng pondered for a while and opened the steamer in the iron pan next to her, and reached out to take a warm white flour steamed bun from it.

"I didn't think carefully, I'm really sorry."

She wrapped the white flour steamed buns with oiled paper and handed them to the old woman, "The steamed buns are still hot, Madam, eat to warm your body."

The old woman took the steamed bun, squeezed it lightly, and found that the steamed bun in the oil paper was as soft as cotton.

"Little lady, your steamed buns are really soft."

All the scallion pancakes were sold, but none of the buns and steamed buns were sold. Shen Qingcheng was feeling a little worried. Hearing what the old woman said, she quickly seized this opportunity and said, "Mother, then you can try the steamed buns I made. taste good or not?"

The old woman took a careful look at Shen Qingcheng, saw that Shen Qingcheng kept a gentle smile on her face, felt that this little lady was quite capable, so she took a steamed bun and took a bite.

The steamed buns made from the fermented dough of Laomian Yinzi have a slightly sweet taste, and are soft and suitable for the teeth of the elderly.

The old woman took a bite and praised Shen Qingcheng: "The taste of this steamed bun is not bad. I have eaten rice for so many years, old woman, and this is the first time I have eaten such a soft steamed bun. Little lady, how do you make this steamed bun?" of?"

Shen Qingcheng smiled and said: "Ma'am, this skill is the foundation of my husband and I's survival, so I can't tell you."

"It's because I'm old and confused, so I asked out of curiosity."

The old woman didn't mind Shen Qingcheng's answer, but felt that Shen Qingcheng was a sincere person.

She pointed to the few white flour steamed buns in the steamer, and said calmly: "I want all these white flour steamed buns, little lady, help me wrap up these white flour steamed buns."

"Ma'am, please wait a moment."

Shen Qingcheng packed up all the steamed buns with a few sheets of oil paper, and politely handed them to the old woman.

"One steamed bun costs a penny, and there are fifteen in total."

"Fifteen cents, right?"

The old woman staggered and took out fifteen copper coins and handed it to Shen Qingcheng before reaching out to pick up the oily paper package.

Shen Qingcheng saw that her movements were not very agile, and asked casually when she handed over the oiled paper bag: "Ma'am, it's such a cold day, and the snow is slippery, why did you go out alone?"

The old woman said: "I went out with my nanny, and my nanny is nearby."

"Ma'am, then go slowly."

The old woman bought all of Shen Qingcheng's white flour steamed buns at once, and as soon as the old woman left, someone asked for the remaining meat buns.

"Little lady, how do you sell this bun?"

There is still a difference in taste between leopard meat buns, pork buns, and beef buns. Shen Qingcheng was worried that people here would not be used to leopard meat buns, and she was afraid of smashing her own signboard. When she heard someone asking, she followed the sound and looked at the person While taking a steamed bun out of the steamer, he divided the bun into four with his hands, and divided a piece among the four people standing in front of the stove.

"Guests, these are leopard meat buns. The taste is a bit different from pork and beef buns. I invite you to try it first, and buy it after you get used to it, so as not to waste money."

"Little lady, you are really an honest person."

Shen Qingcheng was sincere, and none of the four left after tasting the buns. First, they thought the leopard meat buns sold by Shen Qingcheng were not bad, with thin skin and plenty of meat. Second, they felt that Shen Qingcheng had a good personality.

One of them tasted half of the steamed stuffed bun and looked at Shen Qingcheng with some unsatisfactory expressions.

"Little lady, are these buns really made of leopard meat? I have a hunter friend. I ate leopard meat at his house before. Wild leopard meat has a fishy smell. This meat bun doesn't smell fishy at all. Tenderer than pork and chicken."

Shen Qingcheng marinated the leopard meat with salt for half an hour when chopping the meat stuffing. The salt penetrated into the leopard meat to marinate the blood, and after repeated washing, the fishy smell of the leopard meat was basically removed.

The sweet white radish is chopped together with the leopard meat that has never had a fishy smell. A little flour, shallots and appropriate salt are added to the white radish puree, so it is not only tasteless but also tender and refreshing.

"Brother, this is really a leopard meat bun. I can't taste the fishy smell because I used a special method to remove the fishy smell of the leopard meat."

She said it empty-handed, Shen Qingcheng reached into her bosom and took out a bunch of leopard hair, afraid that others would not believe it.

The last time she went to that restaurant to sell leopard meat, she was questioned, so when she went out this morning, she cut a pinch of fur from the leopard skin and wore it on her body.

"Brother, you have Orion friends who have eaten leopard meat, so you should know it is leopard fur."

The man glanced at her hand twice.

"It really is leopard hair, little lady, your craftsmanship is really good. If I hadn't seen the leopard hair in your hand, I really wouldn't believe that you are selling leopard meat buns. How much are these leopard meat buns? Give me Come three."

It's not past morning, and the scallion pancakes and steamed buns are all sold out. Shen Qingcheng felt that her price might be a bit low, so she thought about it and responded to the man: "Leopard meat buns cost three pennies each."

"The steamed stuffed buns sold in other houses are all two renminbi each, so why do you sell them for three renminbi each?"

Shen Qingcheng was questioned as soon as she finished speaking.

Jun Wulan was standing silently behind Shen Qingcheng, hearing the voice that questioned Shen Qingcheng was a bit fierce, he moved a step towards Shen Qingcheng calmly, and asked Shen Qingcheng in a low voice: "Can you?" Can you handle it?"

Shen Qingcheng turned her face slightly and gave him a smile, signaling him to rest assured.

Jun Wulan didn't say anything, and continued to guard her side silently.

Shen Qingcheng looked at the customer who questioned her, and said calmly: "Sister, other shops sell pork and beef buns, and they are all steamed at home before they are sold on the street. Take it home and steam it before you can eat it. My family sells hot buns. You can eat them as soon as you buy them. Leopard meat is a wild product. Leopards are found in deep mountains and old forests. It is not easy to hunt leopards. It is very reasonable to sell my buns for three pennies each. gone."

"It tastes good, it doesn't matter if a steamed stuffed bun costs a penny."

Shen Qingcheng explained to the woman in a gentle voice for a long time, and the man who was talking to her just now got a little impatient.

"Little lady, I'll buy three pennies a piece, pack three for me quickly, I haven't had breakfast and I'm hungry now."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Shen Qingcheng took a piece of greased paper and quickly picked up three warm steamed buns and handed them to the man. The man took the steamed stuffed buns and lowered his head and took a big bite. After one bite, he saw the meat stuffing. The man ate it happily and refreshingly. He took out a nine-wen copper coin and handed it to Shen Qingcheng.

"Elder sister, do you want to buy it or not? If you don't buy it, please let me go."

The people queuing up in front of Shen Qingcheng's stove basically got up early to do business in Xiliang Town. These vendors basically went out on an empty stomach when they got up early. After arriving in the town, they would just find a stall to buy some food to fill their stomachs. It was a snowy morning. , everyone was anxious to have a mouthful of hot food to warm up their bodies. Seeing the woman who disliked the expensive buns just now was standing in front and neither buying nor leaving, the people in the back opened their mouths with a look of displeasure.

"Who said I won't buy it."

The woman turned her head and glanced at the juniors who lined up behind her, she pointed at the white and fat meat buns in the steamer as if she was taking a gamble, she gritted her teeth and said to Shen Qingcheng: "Little lady, give me one."

Shen Qingcheng didn't think she bought too little, and immediately wrapped it in oiled paper and handed it to her with a smile on her face.

About two catties of dough, just steamed a basket of steamed buns, there are thirty.

In about half an hour, 26 of the [-] meat buns were sold, leaving four.

"Brother Fulgen, thank you for helping us yell for so long, eat a meat bun to warm your body."

The remaining four, Shen Qingcheng did not sell, Wang Fugen gave one, and the other three were given to Yu Dashu's family of three.

Yu Dashu shied away from Yu Sushi, but couldn't hold back Shen Qingcheng's enthusiasm, and didn't say anything when he saw Jun Wulan, so the couple took the buns with embarrassment.

Yu Dashu sat in front of the blacksmith's stall and ate buns while watching Shen Qingcheng and his wife wash the pots and tidy up the cake stand, thinking that Shen Qingcheng and his wife would sell out all the cakes, buns and steamed buns they brought today. It should be able to make a lot of money, Yu Dashu said to Jun Wulan while envious in his heart: "Brother Jun, your family's business is really good. If this momentum continues, it should not be a problem to earn three or four taels of silver a month. The business is so hot, you and your wife Have you two considered renting a shop?"

Fearing that Jun Wulan and his wife would misunderstand, Yu Dashu thought for a while and added: "Brother Jun, Sister Qingcheng, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to drive you away, but I think you two have a talent for business, how about Rent a shop to expand your business, set up street stalls here can only earn some money to support your family, open a shop to expand your business, and when you become famous, people will come to you to order, so you can make a lot of money."

What Yu Dashu said at the moment was Shen Qingcheng's plan, but she was not in a hurry to do business step by step.

"Thank you Brother Yu for your suggestion."

Jun Wulan snatched the wooden basin for noodles from Shen Qingcheng's hand.

"Qingcheng and I have just started doing business now, and we don't know much about the market in Xiliang Town. We will run this cake stall for a period of time, and after we have accumulated some customers and capital, we can consider opening a shop."

What Shen Qingcheng was thinking in her heart was said by Jun Wulan, she looked at Jun Wulan and smiled knowingly.

Seeing her reaching for the spatula again, Jun Wulan snatched the spatula from her hand again.

"Standing in front of the stove to bake the cakes for so long, Qing Cheng, you go and have a rest, I'll clean up the stall."

Shen Qingcheng smiled and said, "Haven't you been busy for so long?"

"I'm stronger than you, so don't be tired, so take a rest, we have to buy flour later."

Seeing Jun Wulan constantly snatching things from Shen Qingcheng's hands, Yu Sushi asked Shen Qingcheng to rest aside with a serious face, and she nudged Yu Dashu with her elbow enviously.

"Father, did you see that, you should learn from Brother Jun."

Yu Dashu glanced at his woman.

"Did I treat you badly? Brother Jun and Qingcheng are newlyweds. Why are you envious? Wasn't it the same when we two first got married?"

Listening to the conversation between Yu Dashu and his wife, Shen Qingcheng's face became hot.

The newlyweds are like glue, in the eyes of outsiders, is she like this with the man around her?
When Shen Qingcheng was distracted, Jun Wunan scrubbed the two iron pots clean, covered the two pots with wooden boards used as chopping boards to prevent the iron pots from being damaged, and then he put all the belongings he brought into the basket After tidying up, he said to Yu Dashu and his wife: "Brother Yu, sister-in-law Yu, we will close the stall first. There are still some burning coals in the stove. If you feel cold, you can come here to roast your hands and buy iron. The pot money will be given to you next time you go to the market."

Yu Dashu waved his hand and said: "You can give the money for the pot at any time. Those who come and go are acquaintances. Don't be so polite, An'er, say goodbye to Uncle Jun and Aunt Qingcheng."

"Uncle Jun, Aunt Qingcheng, goodbye."

Under Yu Dashu's teaching, Yu An obediently waved his little hand at Jun Wulan and his wife.

Shen Qingcheng suddenly remembered the little cutie at home, Luo'er should want a playmate like Yu An, so she said to Yu An: "Does An'er want a playmate?"

Seeing Yu An's chicken pecking the rice nodding, Shen Qingcheng said: "When spring begins, Luo'er will feel better. Auntie will bring Luo'er to play with An'er."

(End of this chapter)