Jiang Xin, who was lying down to rest, felt uneasy.
In the last life, He Chengyan died because of her. In this life, she will not make the same mistake again, and He Chengyan should not be affected by her and die young.
She was wondering if she should give He Chengyan a warning.
I don’t want Uncle Dali to be resented by He Chengyan for the rest of his life.
With the current level of confusion in Uncle Dali's memory, it is impossible to convince He Chengyan.
Jiang Xin decided to take action personally.
At 3:30 in the morning the next day, Qin Shulan and Chen Dawen got up to steam buns.
They didn't call Jiang Xin, Jiang Ying and Dali, wanting them to sleep a little longer.
What I didn't expect was that before four o'clock in the morning, Dali walked into the kitchen.
After a while, Jiang Xin also walked into the kitchen.
The four of them worked together and steamed more than 200 steamed buns before 5:30 in the morning, including more than 100 with vegetarian fillings and more than 100 with meat fillings.
Each person ate two steamed buns while they were hot, leaving two for Jiang Ying and preparing to sell the rest.
Qin Shulan found two large baskets, placed clean white cloths around them, and placed meat and vegetarian steamed buns separately.
Jiang Xin took out the cut oil paper.
In this era, it was not popular to use plastic bags, so only oil paper or paper bags could be used to hold buns.
Paper bags are time-consuming and labor-intensive to make, so it is more cost-effective to use oil paper.
Qin Shulan is a top worker, but when she thinks about going to town to sell steamed buns, she actually gets a little stage fright.
"Xinxin, I only think about steaming steamed buns, and I don't think about selling steamed buns. Why don't you teach me some business experience?"
Chen Dawen pushed the wheelbarrow and said, "Let's move the two baskets of whole bags to the car first. We don't have time. Let's talk while walking to the town. It's hot now, and the buns won't be cool for a while. When it gets cold,
You have to pay attention to the insulation. I will find time to pack two wooden boxes another day to keep the temperature better."
He vigorously moved the baskets onto the trolley. After moving them, he took the trolley from Chen Dawen's hand and said, "Dad, I'll take Mom and Xinxin to town."
Qin Shulan stopped him, "Dali, let your father see us off. I've made breakfast for you. You can eat at home. When you finish eating, don't rush into the mountains and clear the land. Rest for a while. Your father will be back soon. Wait for him.
Come back, you two go to the mountains to plant corn together."
He scratched his head vigorously and said, "Mom, I'm not hungry. Everyone hasn't eaten yet. What's wrong with me eating first? I'll go work in the fields first and wait for you to come back and eat together."
Qin Shulan smiled and patted Dali's shoulder, "In the past, when you were waiting for us to eat together, I didn't let you eat first because you were a guest. It's different now. You are my family and I have the final say at home.
Whoever I tell you to eat first must eat first! That’s it! You stay at home to eat! You are not allowed to move until you finish eating those mixed noodle buns!”
Dali felt warm in his heart, "Mom, from now on I can just eat steamed buns. It's a waste of money to eat steamed buns with mixed noodles."
Dali eats a lot and takes longer to eat than other people in the family. There is nothing wrong with Qin Shulan's arrangement.
Chen Dawen was very supportive and took the trolley from Dali, "Dali, just open it up and eat it! The He family has sent a lot of money. Besides, isn't our family doing business? From now on, our family's food will be improved with you.
.Hurry and wash your hands and eat. Let’s go.”
Dali didn't insist anymore, thinking that after finishing the meal, he would pack two wooden boxes.
On the way to the town, Jiang Xin told her grandma, "Don't be nervous. It's not difficult to do business. When you get to the town, just follow whatever I shout. You are responsible for collecting the money, and I will be responsible for getting the steamed buns."
Qin Shulan was still a little nervous, "Okay. Xinxin, you continue."
Jiang Xin smiled slightly, "That's all."
Qin Shulan looked surprised, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"It's really gone, grandma, we don't have to worry about selling our steamed buns. You'll know in a moment."
Jiang Xin was born again and naturally knew what sold well at this time.
No one sells steamed buns now, but they are the first one.
Preparing steamed bun fillings is a technical job. Even if someone imitates them and sells steamed buns in the future, they will not be able to replicate the deliciousness of their steamed buns.
More than 20 minutes later, Jiang Xin and Qin Shulan were standing on the streets of the town. Jiang Xin shouted enthusiastically, "We are selling steamed buns! Fragrant steamed buns! Come buy steamed buns! Steamed meat buns cost five cents each.
Vegetarian steamed buns cost four cents each!”
Qin Shulan was a little embarrassed, but Chen Dawen encouraged him, "Honey! Hurry up and shout a few words after Xinxin."
Qin Sulan's calves were trembling a little. After holding it in for a while, she still didn't shout out. She glared at Chen Dawen and said, "Why are you looking at me? If you can, just shout a few words!"
Chen Dawen disagreed and shouted after Jiang Xin, "I'm selling steamed buns! Fragrant steamed buns!"
Seeing that her wife was so willing to go out of her way, Qin Shulan no longer had stage fright, and shouted, "I'm selling steamed buns! I'm selling steamed buns!"
Jiang Xin cast an encouraging look at her grandma, and Chen Dawen smiled and said, "Xinxin, your grandma has finally taken the first step in doing business!"
Qin Shulan shouted more smoothly, "I'm selling steamed buns!"
Chen Dawen did not stop in the town and walked towards Beixin Village.
After a while, a customer came to the steamed bun stall and bought three steamed meat buns.
After the first order, there will be the second order, the third order...
Two hours later, there were four steamed buns with meat fillings and three steamed buns with vegetarian fillings left.
Qin Shulan said excitedly, "Xinxin, aren't you going to the county hospital? We won't sell the remaining ones and send them to your parents!"
Jiang Xin nodded, "Okay."
Just as he was about to close the stall, a little boy in rags came over and stared at the steamed buns.
Jiang Xin looked him up and down.
He looked about seven or eight years old, his hair was like a chicken coop, and his face was too dirty to tell his appearance, but his eyes like black grapes attracted Jiang Xin.
Jiang Xin remembered where he had seen such a pair of eyes in his previous life, and couldn't remember who he was for a moment.
Jiang Xin whispered to his grandma, "Grandma, shall we give him steamed buns to eat?"
Qin Shulan nodded in agreement.
Jiang Xin wrapped two steamed meat buns in oil paper and said, "This kid, I'll give them to you."
There was surprise in the child's eyes, but he didn't answer. "Thank you! But, I don't have any money."
Jiang Xin emphasized again, "Giving it to you, no money required."
The child still didn't answer, "My dad said you can't eat other people's food for free."
Qin Shulan smiled and said, "Well, after you eat these two buns, help me take the cart back to Beixin Village, and the two buns will be used as wages. How about that?"
The child nodded vigorously, took the bun and ate it very religiously.
Jiang Xin wrapped the remaining five steamed buns in clean white cloth and prepared to go to the county hospital.
The child suddenly said, "Sister, my name is Feng Ling, what is your name?"
Jiang Xin responded with a smile, "Jiang Xin. The word "jiang" means "jiang", "Xin" means "Xin" next to the pronunciation "Xin".
Feng Ling repeated in a low voice, "Jiang...Xin, I remember it."
Jiang Xin followed his example, "Feng...Ling, I remember it!"
Just when I said this, I suddenly remembered that in my previous life, Feng Ling was a big shot in the film and television industry, worth hundreds of billions...