Early in the morning, Lao Zhao sorted the vegetables brought over from the warehouse at the back, and then put them in his own small shop.
Just place it outside the door during normal times, as it will definitely be cleared out in a short while.
But not now.
On a hot day, the sun shines directly in his place. Even if there is a shed to cover it, the vegetables will become stale after a while, so they can only be put inside.
By the time he had put everything away, it was already 7:00 - it was hot today, so it would be earlier for him to collect the vegetables.
Just as I was getting ready, I saw a young woman turning from the alley behind.
Old Zhao took a closer look: "Xiao Feng, why is it so early today?"
Xiao Feng is an old customer who transferred from Song Tan before. He specializes in making scallion rolls and needs a lot of scallions in a day.
Although I heard that as a single mother with a child, she is inevitably strapped for daily money, but judging from the green onions she buys every day, she can be considered a stable and long-lasting high-quality customer.
"I left the onions you asked for in the room alone. I thought you had to wait until 9 o'clock to come and get them."
Lao Zhao explained as he hurried into the house to get the food.
Xiao Feng didn't mind either: "It's okay, don't be in a hurry, just take your time."
She sells scallion rolls and starts selling them at 6:00 every day. She waits until they are sold out at 8:00 and then puts them away before going to the vegetable market.
Therefore, all reservations are made by paying in advance.
Although Lao Zhao had no reservations because things were hard to grab, it showed that she was having a hard time, so she secretly relaxed in the end.
Xiao Feng kept it in mind.
I laughed at this moment:
"Uncle, I won't be out of the stall today, so I'm not in a hurry."
He endured it again and again, but finally he couldn't hold it back and said: "It's my son's birthday today, and we are going to the mall at 9:00, so we should buy everything now."
Compared with half a year ago, Xiao Feng's mental state is much better now.
She used to sell some steamed buns and the like, and although she could make a little money because she was busy on her own, she was tired and her income was average.
But since I changed to this scallion oil roll, not only has my workload been reduced, but my daily income has doubled several times.
Now that half a year has passed, she has even quietly looked at several houses - it doesn't have to be big, even 50 square meters is enough for a mother and son to live in, and it doesn't have to be a particularly good school district, it doesn't matter whether it's old or small.
An old house like Yuncheng, located in a remote location and older, can be purchased for 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.
Xiao Feng calculates his savings every day, and his life is running smoothly. Even his smile at this moment is particularly happy.
Old Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Children grow up so fast - by the way," he asked by the way when he was packing spring onions for Xiao Feng: "You came early today, I still have eggs here, do you want it?"
don't want?"
Eggs...
Xiao Feng was a little hesitant.
10 yuan a piece is really not what they can spend on a daily basis. But the children are usually so sensible, and it is already hard enough. The classmates in the class go to the amusement park for holidays and birthdays. If they want to save some money, they can only go to the mall.
play area...
Xiao Feng gritted her teeth: "Okay, give me two..." After a pause, she changed her words helplessly and happily: "I want 4. My silly boy won't eat if I don't want to, he is stubborn.
"
"That's a child's filial piety - but it's true that you are the only strong worker in the family now, so you have to take care of your own health first."
Lao Zhao quickly packed the four eggs for her, and then carefully said: "Be sure to take it. These eggs are very popular despite being expensive. They are just like the green onions you want. Let me tell you."
, absolutely worth the money!”
He even taught him: "If you want to eat the original flavor, boil it in plain water. If you want it to be more fragrant, fry it - oh, let me tell you, it will make your mouth water!"
As he talked, Lao Zhao became greedy himself.
Xiao Feng is also full of expectations.
However, when I turned around, I saw a watermelon placed in the corner, and I couldn't help but ask: "Are there any small watermelons...?"
Old Zhao was stunned: "There are no small melons this season, they are all this big."
Moreover, this one was not for sale. It was his nephew who brought something to Song Tan. Song Tan gave it to him, and he left one for Lao Zhao...
After a pause, Lao Zhao said again: "Forget it, I'll cut it for you... Do you want a box of 20?"
Xiao Feng was silent - she didn't have time in the morning or evening, and she frequently visited this local group on weekdays. How could she not know that a watermelon with skin alone costs twenty-one pounds?
At this moment, he nodded repeatedly: "Yes. Thank you, uncle."
"We are all old acquaintances, why are you talking about this?"
Lao Zhao said casually, then raised the knife and cut the watermelon he kept.
As soon as Xiao Feng left, he quickly wrapped it in plastic wrap and stuffed it into the refrigerator - one box was cut into a box and it was almost a pound! How could he, Lao Zhao, do such a business at a loss?
But here, Xiao Feng happily carried the things in his hands and walked home.
When she got home, the child had already finished breakfast and finished today’s holiday homework. He was looking at her in surprise:
"Mom, what time do we leave?"
Xiao Feng laughed: "It's 7:30 now. Mom will make preparations and we'll set off at 8 o'clock, okay?"
As she spoke, she took out four eggs from the bag: "It's my birthday today and I want to eat eggs - can I have two?"
"And this - the vegetable vendor sold a box of watermelon at a cheap price. It's a particularly delicious kind. Let's try it..."
While talking, he boiled water and put eggs in the pot. He also neatly wrapped the green onions he just bought and put them in the refrigerator.
When she looked back, she saw her son still sitting at the dining table, looking at the watermelon longingly and looking at her pitifully.
Xiao Feng's slight heartache instantly turned into a soft ball: "Mom, boil the eggs first, and you eat them first."
It was extremely hot in the morning on the top floor, and even the wind blowing in was warm.
However, Xiao Feng felt that life could never be better.
It wasn't until the water boiled and the eggs were rolling slightly in it that she calmed down and turned to look at her son - only to see him walking into the kitchen at some point, with sweat dripping from his head and high blood pressure in his hands.
Holding up a fork with a juicy piece of watermelon stuck on it:
"Mom, you eat first."
Xiao Feng's eyes were filled with heat, and he quickly leaned over and lowered his head, biting the watermelon into his mouth.
"No wonder everyone praises it - try it, son, the watermelon is really delicious! Mom wants to make a lot of money. When your birthday is next year, how about we eat a whole one?"
Seeing her son nodding stupidly, she happily touched Na's little head. Mother and son stood in the kitchen, each eating half of the watermelon.
It wasn't until finally, a mouthful of sweet and refreshing watermelon entered their stomachs that the mother and son came to their senses: "Oh, why did you eat it first!"