The term "candied haws of sugar" is undoubtedly a new word to people in this world.
With a sense of curiosity, pedestrians on the street looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a burly man standing there in a corner of the street, holding a long thing in his hand, with something densely inserted at the top.
Take a closer look and you will see that those objects that are the size of abacus beads and are threaded together are just ordinary red fruits, aren't they?
Even if there is a layer of crystal clear stuff hanging on the red fruit and sesame seeds are sprinkled on top, it cannot change the fact that it is a red fruit.
"Hey, man, how do you sell this ice... gourd?"
A young man in a long gown stepped forward and asked.
"Five cents a bunch."
The honest and honest man immediately spoke and returned.
"Five cents?" The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then shook his head and left.
Red fruits are not a rare thing. You can buy several kilograms of them for one penny on the street. Only a fool would spend five pennies to buy just a few of them.
"I thought it was something rare, but it was just a few red fruits..."
"Five cents per string, this guy really dares to ask for a price."
"Tsk, there's nothing to see, let's go..."
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Seeing that the crowd attracted by his first hawking call quickly dissipated, the man named Fang's heart sank involuntarily.
What he was most worried about happened.
"Here are five coins, give me a bunch." A voice came from the side. The big man surnamed Fang turned around and saw a middle-aged scribe wearing navy blue clothes. He took out five copper coins from his arms and put them on the
In his hands.
This was his first customer. The man surnamed Fang was overjoyed. He hurriedly put away the money, took off a bunch of candied haws and handed it over, "Your candied haws."
The scribe reached out to take it, and then left directly, leaving the man surnamed Fang who wanted to be evaluated by him a little disappointed.
After all, he still didn't want everything he had done these days to be in vain.
In a place where the big man surnamed Fang could not see, the middle-aged scribe took a bite of the candied haws on a stick, a look of surprise flashed across his face, he glanced down at the candied haws in his hand, and murmured: "Sour and sweet, crisp and delicious, really unexpected
, Hongguo actually has this novel way..."
Because he was a little hungry, he suddenly bought a snack on the street that he had never seen before, but it brought him a different kind of surprise. A smile appeared on the middle-aged scribe's face, and his mood seemed to change.
Feeling better, I continued to move forward.
At this time, the big man surnamed Fang, who had made his first business, had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He raised his head and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Sugar-coated haws……"
“Delicious candied haws on a stick…”
"Candied haws on ice, not sweet and free of charge..."
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Half an hour later, the big man surnamed Fang, who shouted so hoarsely, leaned against the wall in despair, the glimmer of hope in his heart being ruthlessly destroyed.
Until now, his second bunch of candied haws on a stick has not been sold.
It has to be said that the shape of the candied haws on a stick is very peculiar, which attracted many people to come forward to inquire. However, when they saw that the so-called candied haws on a stick was just a few red fruits strung together, and the asking price was even five cents, they became confused.
Lost interest.
"Would you like to try selling a bunch of candied haws for one penny first?" Lao Fang said to himself helplessly, but when he thought of his uncle telling him before leaving that a bunch of candied haws must not be worth less than five penny, he could only give up the idea.
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On the street, a little far away from the big man named Fang, a naughty kid about five or six years old was holding a woman's thigh and howling.
"Be obedient. Mom will prepare delicious food for you when you get back!" The woman said helplessly as she looked at her child who suddenly acted out and couldn't be coaxed no matter how hard she tried.
"No, I want to eat it now!" The naughty kid was obviously not that easy to fool, holding her legs and shaking his head.
The naughty boy who has already figured out his mother's tricks knows that what awaits him when he returns home will definitely not be delicious food, but a beating to punish him for disobedience.
Instead of stupidly waiting to get punished when you go home, it is better to pester your mother for some benefits now. In this way, even if you go back and get a beating, it will be worth it.
Of course, the naughty child acting wildly in the street quickly attracted the attention of passers-by. The woman was looked at by so many people, and her face was a little worried. She thought about stabilizing the child first, and then slowly educating her when she got home, but suddenly
I found that the crying beside me had stopped.
I looked down and found that the naughty kid was looking straight ahead somewhere. He swallowed, pointed in the direction of the street corner, and said, "Mom, I want that!"
After a while, the naughty kid who got his wish licked the candied haws and left with satisfaction. He was extremely fond of this delicacy that he had never eaten before.
After eating all the hawthorns, I licked the icing on the bamboo stick clean and was reluctant to throw it away. I carefully put it away and even licked the residue at the corner of my mouth. I was filled with joy and thought that I must tell a few close friends when I get home.
, did not realize at all that the woman next to him had a somewhat unpleasant look on his face, and the first thing that greeted him when he came home was probably a severe beating...
For an entire hour, only two candied haws were sold, and Lao Fang felt completely desperate.
"This time, I'm afraid my uncle will be disappointed..."
With a long sigh, the big man surnamed Fang picked up the stick with the candied haws on it and prepared to go home. Just after taking a few steps, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps behind him. The next moment, he found that he was surrounded.
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Surrounding Lao Fang were a group of naughty children, the oldest of whom was only ten years old. They all looked at Lao Fang with excitement - the candied haws in his hand.
The naughty boy standing at the front was about five or six years old. Lao Fang had just met him. He was the one who took care of his second business.
The naughty kid covered his butt with one hand, with tears still on his face. He pointed at the strings of candied haws and said, "That's it. Did I lie to you? You'll know right away!"
After that, the naughty child stretched out his little hand, revealing the five copper coins in his palm, and said loudly: "Uncle, I want a bunch of candied haws!"
"I also want!"
"And I!"
"I want two skewers!"
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The naughty children started chattering one after another, and Lao Fang looked at the little white hands stretched out, with a confused expression on his face.
On the street, a girl passing by looked at a group of cheerful naughty children whizzing by with confusion. Each of them held something sweet to eat strung on a bamboo stick. When she looked forward,
I saw the big man carrying a strange stick.
The power of the naughty child should not be underestimated. The candied haws on a stick suddenly lost half of it, and was replaced by a lot of copper coins in his pocket.
"Excuse me, how can I sell this?"
Just as Lao Fang stood there in a daze, a pleasant voice came from the side.
Looking at the extremely charming girl standing next to him, the old man surnamed Fang couldn't help but blush, and said: "Five, five cents..."
"Okay, give me one..." The girl nodded and said with a smile.
She took a small bite, and her mouth was immediately filled with the sweet and sour taste. The girl's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, she took out a small piece of broken silver from her beautiful purse, pointed at the remaining candied haws, "I want all of these."
