Chapter 22 Earn half a million by changing hands (2)
Zhao Jun has to go to work at the construction site during the day, so he is very tired, but even so, every night he will personally take his wife to the night market, set up the cart, and then go home to rest.
Sometimes, when he is too busy, he will help out. He helps his wife mix potatoes for customers, and he is very skilled at it.
Soon the couple stood in front of the trolley and got busy. It was very tiring for the family and the children, but this is life. As long as the family is safe, even if they are tired or suffering, they will be happy.
It’s worth it too.
A layer of fresh cooking oil was poured on the special iron plate. When the oil on the iron plate was almost cooked, Zhao Ma picked up the colander and scooped out the fresh potatoes from the bucket, shook it a little and poured water on it.
, officially started doing business.
"Husband, put the stinky tofu on top and lower the fire so that it tastes better."
"Okay, got it."
Gas is used to fry the potatoes here, and a coal stove is used on the other side. The small coal stove is not very powerful, but the stinky tofu baked slowly is very fragrant and delicious. After baking, sprinkle with seasonings and chili, and then
Put some chopped green onions and the aroma will spread all the way. Of course, this is for people who know how to eat. If you meet someone who can't eat, they will find it unbearable.
"Zizi——"
On the iron plate, steam is rising, and the fragrance comes out quickly.
Zhao Qinglan doesn't know if the snacks made by others are very clean. However, hers is definitely very conscientious. Among other things, the oil poured on the iron plate to fry the potatoes is replaced with new ones every day.
Wholesale cooking oil is definitely not bad oil.
Start doing business.
Soon people came to buy things.
"Bring me two portions of packaged potatoes, two grilled sausages, and five skewers of stinky tofu."
A young couple came over to buy things, and the other one was holding a child in his arms.
Mother Zhao is naturally happy when the business comes.
"Okay, do you want large or small potatoes?"
"If you want a large portion, put more folded ear root and more chili pepper. Don't put chili pepper in the sausage. It's just for the kids."
"It's going to take a while, it's not healed yet."
"The fried ones should be a bit raw, I don't like to eat them too cooked."
"I have to..."
The so-called customer is God. As long as the customer's requirements are reasonable, Zhao Ma will satisfy them unconditionally.
Southerners like to add the root of the fungus, Houttuynia cordata, to these fried potatoes. They like it very much when mixed with it. However, some people don’t like it. Of course, if you don’t like it, you don’t have to put it in.
The business tonight was pretty good, but we sold a lot in a short while.
When he came to the night market, Zhao Qingyuan met his friend who had a good time.
"Mom, I went to play. I will go home by myself later."
Her son is eleven years old, and he is not young anymore. Zhao Jun and his wife are not afraid that he will get lost. However, as parents, they still explain it habitually.
"Go home early and don't run around."
"Okay, got it."
Seeing that her brother had left, Zhao Qinglan also prepared to go shopping by herself.
"Mom, I'm going to go shopping over there and I'll come over later."
"Okay, don't run far and come back soon."
"Yeah."
Zhao Qinglan was about to leave when her father called her.
"Here, I'll give you ten yuan. If you like something to eat, go buy it yourself. Go ahead and don't run too far." As he spoke, Zhao Junhao stretched out his hand from the change box, took out ten yuan and handed it to his daughter. Holding the ten dollars in her hand, Zhao Qinglan thought of the scene in the TV series when the boss gave the card.
Take it and swipe it casually without a password. For just ten yuan, it feels like his dad has spent millions.
Put your hand in your pocket.
Zhao Qinglan said: "Thank you, Dad."
"Be good, go play by yourself! Watch the road."
Thinking that his daughter was still young, he worriedly warned, "By the way, if you encounter a stranger who comes up to you and talks to you, or gives you something to eat or drink, be sure not to ask for it, to avoid encountering bad people.
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Zhao Qinglan: "..."
Does she seem to be such a stupid person? Moreover, if she really encounters some bad people, that would be great. Especially the kind with gangs, she doesn't mind killing them all.
"Don't worry..."
Zhao Qinglan said something, put one hand in his pocket, and walked away.
Watching her daughter leave, Mother Zhao looked at her husband and said, "Husband, do you think our daughter is too introverted? You see, she is usually quiet, and she cherishes her words like gold." "It's okay, my daughter just has such a personality. How do you put it? Yes, it's called cold. Look at that temperament and aura, no other child can have it."
Speaking of this, Zhao Ma smiled and nodded, "That's true."
Her daughter can drink a glass of boiled water and feel like Moutai. Most children really don’t have this kind of aura.
"Maybe this is the world of genius, but we can't understand it anyway..."
Spicy hotpot, grilled sesame seed cakes, braised duck necks, and people selling trinkets... The night market is very lively at night. The street is full of stalls, with everything to eat, drink, and play. p>
At this time, there were many people visiting the night market, most of whom came out for a walk after dinner. There were many families with their families, and there were also young couples who were in love.