Chapter 283 The Stall in Xiaoan Village

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Yan Yu prepared three pots, one for boiling eggs, one for marinating eggs, and the other as a spare, in case the business was too good and one pot was not enough to sell.

Yes, the Yan family's father and daughter are so confident.

I never thought it would not sell or anything.

It's just right now, the extra pot can be used to braise tofu.

Cut it into super thick long strips, put it all into the pot, and it will be delicious in a short while.

The aroma of braised meat is the most attractive to greedy insects.

The first ones to be seduced were the children from Xiaoan Village.

Yan Xiaoer said that the food business in the market is their own business and needs to be run by the boy scouts themselves, but it does not require so many people, so this time, it is mainly a few girls working with Yan Yu.

The girls are very nimble with their hands and feet. Despite their young age, they are used to doing all kinds of work at home. After a short period of boy scout training, they can carry pots and pots without any difficulty, and their hands are very steady.

Yan Yu herself cannot wash eggs and quail eggs. She is worried that one force will cause the eggs to break.

Cutting tofu is not suitable for her either, as it cuts unevenly.

So she entrusted Aunt Rong with this job.

Grandma Rong picked up the knife. She didn't even use a cutting board. She just held it in her hand and made a few cuts back and forth to get tofu strips of the same thickness and size.

Like her mother, she became the one collecting money.

Likewise, the first things I received were copper coins from people in the village.

Especially members of the Boy Scouts.

Special support.

The braised eggs ran out first, followed by the tofu.

Before it can be sold to outsiders, there won’t even be enough food for the mouths of one’s own village.

Yan Yu had no choice but to ask Liang Fengnian, who had just accompanied her mother to the market, to collect the money for her.

Call Brother Er and Brother Three to replenish eggs and tofu.

By this time, the market was already very lively.

The farmers all worked hard to get up early, and as soon as it was bright, they started to go to the village.

Yan Yu first went to the tofu shop.

The lady in this family even recognized the boy who bought her half a plate of tofu.

After looking carefully, I saw that this guy didn't come back with tofu, and I felt relieved. He wasn't here to refund the money.

"Auntie, you just brought two plates of tofu?" Yan Yu asked.

"How can it be possible? There is a big market only once a month. Two plates are not enough to sell. When it is almost noon, my family will have to give away two more plates.

You just bought half a plate, and you have to close the stall early today. It just so happens that I have a rare free time, so I can take a stroll at the market." The lady selling tofu was very happy.

There are so many people coming here every time, but there are very few times when I can take a look around.

It was a coincidence this time. The new kid from Xiaoan Village bought her half a plate of tofu, so she would definitely be able to make it early today.

"Auntie, there are so many of these, I want them all, and the two boards behind your house. Don't be in a hurry to sell them when you get them. Go to the steamed bun stall in our village in Xitou and ask, maybe you can still get them."

"Hey, you! How can your family eat so much tofu?" The lady selling tofu was surprised and disbelieving.

"Not only my family, but everyone in our village can't walk away from the stall, so they asked me to run errands for them." Yan Yu replied with a smile.

"Your Xiao'an Village is quite united, and we do everything together." The lady selling tofu asked what many people at the market wanted to ask: "There are so many people at your steamed bun stall, how do you divide the money?"

Yan Yu said with a smile: "My mother said she didn't want to make any money, so she exchanged the copper coins for food before returning home. We will share the food then."

The lady selling tofu thought she understood.

After others moved away the two boards of tofu, they brought the board back to her.

She told the acquaintances around her: "The people from Xiao'an Village are all fleeing famine. It's pitiful that they have to exchange the copper coins for food. They are probably hungry."

"How did I hear that the great master gave them three months of food rations?"

"You also said that it has been three months, and there is not enough food. When winter comes, they will be able to survive. If they don't save more food now, the winter will be difficult."

"Then I'll go and ask later if I can exchange the grain for some steamed buns. I think they have a fish seller there."

"It's not just fish, there are a lot of other things. I just took a look, and there's a cloth bag, which looks quite fresh. It's the one that the kid who just bought your tofu carried on his back. It's bigger."

"There are also candied haws on a stick over there. My husband took his daughter to buy them. He couldn't bear to buy them. He was so greedy that he cried."

"You're welcome, all the tofu is sold out, you can go shopping wherever you want."

The lady selling tofu said happily: "No, I'm going to look around right now. Don't worry, if there's anything cheap or rare, I'll come back and tell you."

With that said, he looked for the stall in Xiaoan Village.

If we were to say what was the rarest thing in today's gathering, it would be the newcomer Xiao'an Village.



The steamed bun stall is not so busy anymore.

After breakfast, Li Xuemei decisively stopped eating wild vegetable and egg drop soup.

Nowadays, the people who come here sporadically are all people who see the cheap price of steamed buns and want to exchange some for home.

They are all exchanged for grains and eggs. These are the hard currencies traded on the market.

The transfer of copper coins just now was simply a matter of people in the village passing the money from the left hand to the right hand.

Mrs. Qi is better at weighing grain and negotiating exchange ratios.

Li Xuemei was listening nearby and had a rough idea of ​​the prices of various grains.

The second iron and the third iron were carrying tofu boards in front of the stall, and it was difficult for them not to notice.

The braised pot over there had just cooled down, but it heated up in an instant.

The children all had dog noses, so they gathered around after smelling the smell.

Soon, the eggs were also added.

The two stew pots exert force at the same time, making it difficult for people to remove their feet from this area.

Some people already couldn't stand the smell and started asking about the price.

"Three eggs for two braised eggs." Yan Yu answered someone who wanted to pay with eggs.

Another person who wanted to exchange beans for tofu said: "One or two beans for six braised tofu."

"If you give me copper coins, I'll give you five pieces of braised eggs for one penny and five pieces of braised tofu for one penny."

There is no need to think about it at all. If you don't need copper coins at the big show, then you don't need them. Yan Yu means the same thing.

Instead of earning copper coins, she wanted various agricultural and sideline products.

Moreover, spending money will make these people think about it for a while and weigh it again and again.

It would be much happier if you could exchange it with something.

All the stalls in Xiaoan Village ushered in a small bartering climax.

Da Ya and several little sisters were guarding the backpack stall. In addition to backpacks, there were also handkerchiefs, purses and purses.

The purse is obviously much more exquisite and was made by the Qi sisters.

He is frequently taken care of by his eldest daughter and his younger daughter-in-law.

I looked and looked and touched again and again.

The purses haven't been sold yet, but a lot of headbands have been sold.

Yan Xiangheng sat among several bags of charcoal.

Next to him is Cui's stall.

Mrs. Cui had been steaming steamed buns for a long time in the morning, and then she was not so busy, so she turned here to see what Cui Langzhong's stall was like.

This time, I felt really angry.

Cui Langzhong and the eldest son of the Yan family sat together, sitting upright.

One was sitting in the middle of the charcoal bag, and the other was sitting in the middle of the medicine bag. The two of them could still talk to each other, and their conversation was quite warm.

The most important thing is... there is no one in front of the stall!


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