Everything was ready. Dongfeng had bought all the necessary equipment before Huang Xiulan started work.
Early in the morning, Cen Li was woken up by the fragrance.
The whole house is filled with the aroma of bone soup and marinade.
Cen Li swallowed, quickly got up and washed up, and then followed Huang Xiulan out of the stall.
The location of the stall was chosen at the entrance of the village connected to the main road. People who work, go to work, and go out to do business are all must pass here, and there is a lot of traffic.
Of course, if you want to set up a stall legally, you need to pay stall fees, which they have long understood.
After parking the car, Cen Li helped place the table, wiped it clean, and waited for customers to come.
Huang Xiulan opened the lid of the pot, and the scent of someone immediately wafted far away.
Because it was still early, there were almost no people around, but anyone passing by would turn their head this way.
"Xiao Li, will anyone really come to eat this?" Huang Xiulan was still a little nervous.
"Mom, don't worry, someone will definitely come when there are more people." Cen Li said with certainty.
In fact, it was her first time doing business, and she was also unsure. But now she couldn't be timid. She had to give Huang Xiulan the courage, so she could only pretend to be very confident.
But to be honest, she didn't dare to say whether the business was good or not, but it definitely wouldn't be without anyone.
Anyway, this time is just for training for Huang Xiulan. Once you get used to it, you will get better slowly.
"How do you sell these bean curd vermicelli?" Just as I was thinking about it, the first customer came to my door.
She was a young woman who was elegantly and well-dressed. Cen Li guessed that her profession was probably a teacher. After all, many teachers at this time would make extra money and run cram schools during the summer vacation.
Mainly, she speaks fluent Mandarin.
"This costs a dollar."
After half a month of special training, Huang Xiulan can already speak some basic Mandarin, and she quickly answered nervously.
"What about these marinades?" The young woman pondered for a while, then pointed to the pot of marinades and continued to ask.
"this…"
Huang Xiulan was stumped by this question.
Because the braised ingredients include meat and vegetables, the prices are different, but she doesn’t know how to cook meat and vegetables!
"This young lady, the meat braised food is one yuan, the vegetarian one is 50 cents, and the braised eggs are 50 cents each." Cen Li knew that Huang Xiulan had tried her best and rushed to the rescue, "My mother doesn't understand Mandarin very well, I'm sorry.
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"It's okay, it's okay, kid, you are really awesome, you can speak Mandarin so well."
Being called "sister" by a very pretty child, the young woman immediately beamed with joy. She praised Cen Li and said, "Then give me a portion of bean curd vermicelli, add a portion of braised dried bamboo shoots, braised pig lungs and a braised braised vermicelli.
Egg."
"Okay, okay, come right away." Upon hearing that this was a big customer, Huang Xiulan quickly got ready.
Cen Li helped the young woman wipe the chair again before placing it in front of her.
Seeing that Cen Li was so capable, the young woman was obviously very interested in her. While waiting for the meal, she asked her with a smile, "How old are you this year and what grade are you in?"
"I'm ten years old, and I'm in the fourth grade at the beginning of school." Although Cen Li plans to skip a grade, it's not done yet, and it's hard to talk nonsense.
"I came out to help my mother in business at the age of ten. How sensible I am." The young woman looked at Cen Li's fair face and sweet dimples, and had a particularly good impression of her.
"Your vermicelli is ready." The two chatted for a while, and Huang Xiulan quickly served the bean curd vermicelli.