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Chapter 282 Lets go to the market!

People from the Yan family got up one after another.

Start moving things to the car.

As for breakfast, don’t be busy eating it, we’ll wait until the big party.

The bullock carts were packed to the brim.

Except for Li Xuemei, who had a seat, everyone else had to hold on to their legs.

People in the village also walked on the road to the town one after another.

Those who drive drive drive, those who walk walk.

When we arrived at the main gathering place in Xiqiao Town, people from their village were not the first to arrive.

Scattered people have already arrived, have occupied a place first, and are taking out the things they brought.

This is a flat land outside the town.

Due to the large gathering, there are no weeds growing in this place and it is very empty.

People in the village frequently inquired about the situation of the gathering, and hurriedly negotiated to occupy a large area.

Dozens of families were busy working together, using poles to prop up the huts connected together. It seemed that other families working alone were somewhat weak.

Extraordinarily eye-catching.

Other people who don't cook set up stalls around this long shed.

Lay out the mat and place things neatly.

Leave one person to guard the stall while the others come to the steamed bun stall.

Cooking in a pot outdoors is done by everyone.

Soon, smoke rose.

The ladies who had finished cleaning up kneaded the proofed dough into small round balls and put them into the steamer. After a while, the hot steam caused the expansion of the large steamed buns, which exuded the fragrance of the dough, and were freshly cooked.

They don't have to worry about no customers coming to their door.

People in a village who haven't had time to eat are the first guests.

This was also specially instructed by Yan Laoer, telling everyone not to be busy with breakfast. When they arrive at the market, while waiting for the Master, they can fill up the food for two bites.

They are also going to do food business. People from my own village should support them first.

Li Xuemei and the others made two kinds of steamed buns, one is thick-noodle steamed buns, and the other is two-faced steamed buns.

It’s okay to give money, it’s okay to give food.

Thick-noodle steamed buns cost one penny, and double-faced steamed buns cost three cents each.

In addition to steamed buns, they also had a large pot to cook wild vegetable and egg drop soup.

The wild vegetables are picked from the mountains, and the eggs are wild duck eggs from the reed beaches. You can't put a few in a big pot, so you add a little coarse salt to taste.

A bowl of soup is also a penny.

Few people in the village eat two-faced steamed buns, while more thick-wheat steamed buns are sold.

On the other hand, the wild vegetable and egg drop soup is quite popular. The whole family either buys a bowl or adds another bowl if it is not enough.

There are still people at home guarding the stall. After eating here, a replacement will immediately have to come over to eat.

This made the steamed bun stall very busy with people coming and going.

The ladies were busy kneading dough, steaming buns, putting away dishes and washing dishes...

Copper plates keep coming in.

They are all from the same village, so everyone knows the basics, so there is no need to worry about who is receiving less money. Li Xuemei, the money collector, basically only has one job, counting and transferring money.

Until...she received the first copper plate from another villager.

He seemed to be watching for a while.

I heard Li Xuemei keep reporting: "Five thick-wheat steamed buns, five cents." "Four of double noodles, six cents, plus a bowl of soup, a total of seven cents." "Three three cents of thick noodles, plus a bowl.

Soup, please pay four cents."

It is really lively here and there are many people eating there, which naturally creates a trustworthy feeling.

The man said solemnly: "I want two thick noodle buns and a bowl of soup."

Li Xuemei's face remained as usual and she reported: "Two pieces of thick noodles cost two cents, plus a bowl of soup, a total of three cents."

This is a family of four.

The parents brought their two children, one old and one young, to the market.

The man was soon stuffed with two large steamed buns, and Mrs. Qi who served the soup excitedly added more and more, filling him a full bowl.

His wife was afraid that his careless hands would spoil the soup, so she took over the soup herself.

The only two tables in front of the steamed bun stall were originally crowded with people. Seeing them looking around as if they were looking for a place, several people stood up in a hurry, holding them in their mouths and hands, and hurriedly made room for them.

The family of four sat down in confusion.

The lady also said: "This house is really good, the soup is almost full..."

The man didn't seem to be good at words, so he hummed, broke the buns in his hands, and distributed them to the two children.

His wife added: "I haven't been here for several months. We don't know when there will be more stalls like this. Boss, you can guard the stall for a while while I take the two children around."

The man responded: "Okay."

The mother let the two children drink the soup first and turned the bowls so that they could eat the few egg drops inside more easily.

The two children drank the salty soup and the thick steamed buns were delicious. They slurped and soon the bottom of the bowl of soup was gone.

The lady was reluctant to part with the remaining base in the bowl, so she dipped it in steamed buns and put it in her mouth.

The next moment, she stabbed her man.

"Master, please add another bowl of soup."

Hearing this, the man went to Li Xuemei and paid a penny. Soon, there was another full bowl of soup.

This time, both the couple tasted the wild vegetable and egg drop soup that was generous with salt.

With the taste in my mouth, half a steamed bun is not enough.

The couple bought two more thick-wheat buns.

After eating the soup, the family of four left satisfied.

After finding a location, the couple started working.

The two children struck up a conversation with the child at the stall next to them. Without saying a few words, they showed off that they had just eaten steamed buns and drank delicious egg drop soup...

There is a first time, there is a second time.

There are more and more unknown people in front of the steamed bun stall.

This discovery made the people of Xiaoan Village very excited.

Ladies are more energetic in their work.

Others also became anxious and quickly set up their food stalls.

Only Yan Laoer was unhurried and unhurried.

Be busy with your hammer!

Nowadays, all the people entering the market are sellers. They haven’t made any money yet, so they are not in the mood to spend.

For example, the grilled fish and braised fish he prepared had to wait until people gathered and the market became lively before the official opening hours.

Yan Yu was not in a hurry.

Her friends haven't finished eating yet. After breakfast and having finished their busy work at home, it's time to gather at her place.

She was carrying her small backpack, which contained all her belongings.

Walking around with square steps, wandering around without any rush or panic.

The items set up at the market stalls are mainly produced by farmers.

Some sell grain directly, and some make it into food. There are also many items made of straw and rattan. It seems that no matter where you are, there are people with skillful hands.

Yan Yu soon found what she was looking for - eggs!

There are a few quail eggs, and Yan Yu is worried that there won’t be enough to sell.

Want to mix it with eggs.

Just like my mother, they created two kinds of steamed buns, thick noodles and two-sided noodles.

Why can't she sell two kinds, braised eggs and braised quail eggs.

Soon, Yan Yu negotiated the price with the egg seller.

She gives copper coins, which have higher purchasing power than barter.

All in all, it's seven ten cents.

The aunt brought thirty, and she paid twenty-one coppers.

I was about to walk back when I suddenly saw a tofu seller on the way.

There were two whole plates of soybean tofu, which had not been cut yet, and were covered with a cloth curtain, with only one corner rolled up, so that people could see clearly what they were selling.

"Auntie, how do you sell this tofu?"


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