They felt very tired on their first day, but ordinary people on the roadside who were running for a living felt this way every day.
Life is not easy.
Sang Mizhou moved all the finished buns down, and also moved two chairs down.
After telling Xiao Fubao not to run around, he went upstairs and brought the bucket and mop down to mop the floor.
After finishing everything, one big brother and one little boy moved stools and sat behind the table at the door, staring blankly at the road with almost no pedestrians.
The two of them waited from half past five until after six o'clock, and then people began to pass by on the street one after another.
But few stop.
Xiao Fubao shook his legs and looked at Sang Wanzhou standing aside with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother, why are there no guests?"
Sang Wanzhou did not answer.
He also wanted to know why no one came.
After waiting for a while, it was completely bright.
The photography brother was holding a camera in one hand and a breakfast bought from outside in the other hand. He also smiled and said hello to the two of them: "Hi, good morning."
"Good morning!" Xiao Fubao greeted him energetically.
Sang Wanzhou ignored him, but his eyes kept falling on the breakfast he held in his left hand.
?
We sell breakfast ourselves.
But you would rather buy breakfast from outside than cheer up our own people.
unacceptable!
The photography guy also noticed the direction of his gaze and laughed dryly: "I'm not here to try to help you understand why that business is so good."
Sang Wanzhou: "Go and eat upstairs." Haha, thank you.
The photography guy sluggishly carried his breakfast and disappeared on the first floor.
It was as if he was afraid that if he went up late, the breakfast in his hand would be taken away and thrown away by Sang Mizhou.
[Hahahaha! Photographer brother, you are too disrespectful to us Sang Mingzhou. You would rather eat breakfast bought from outside than come over to eat breakfast made by Sang Mingzhou. Is the breakfast made by Sang Mingzhou poisonous? 】
[Hahahaha! The photography brother is probably afraid that he will have diarrhea after eating, which will hinder the day's shooting, but we hid the breakfast at least, and just carried it in so generously. Don't we, Sangzhouzhou, don't want to lose face? 】
[That’s right! Unlike me, I have already gone downstairs to cheer up the little baby!]
As the time slowly reached half past six.
There are more and more people on the street.
Finally a few customers came to the door.
Xiao Fubao immediately became energetic: "Welcome!"
One of the old ladies looked at the buns in the steamer and frowned in disgust. She pointed at the buns in the steamer and said, "Why are these buns so ugly today?"
Sang Mizhou twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and patiently explained to her: "Sorry, this is our first time doing it, so we have no experience."
The old lady then raised her head and looked at him, looked him up and down and said, "No wonder you look a little unfamiliar to me. You are new here. What kind of buns do you have?"
"Today there are only meat buns, red bean buns and peanut buns, and soy milk. The meat buns are 3 yuan, the red bean buns and peanut buns are both 2.5 yuan, and the soy milk is 5 yuan."
The old lady looked at the buns in the steamer, thought for a while and said, "Give me a meat bun, a peanut bun, and a cup of soy milk."
The two young ladies next to me also spoke.
"Please give me a meat bun and a cup of soy milk, thank you."
"I'd like a peanut bun, a red bean bun, and a cup of soy milk, thank you."
"OK."
Sang Mizhou responded lightly, then quickly picked out the things they wanted, packed them and handed them to them.