"Cheer up, shopkeeper!" Zhuang Keqing closed the knot of the bag, "Three months will be three months, then you just wait for me to come."
She is obviously just a girl who looks like a girl in her mid-teens, but her tone is very sophisticated, and there is no trace of timidity on her face. The shopkeeper has been traveling with the owner for so many years, and he has dealt with many different people, just like this
Of the same age and a girl, I have never seen any of them.
This temperament alone made him a little impressed.
"Then I'll be waiting here?"
The shopkeeper made a gesture of invitation, but this time he lost his arrogance and became more polite and asked Zhuang Keqing to come out first.
When the two returned to the restaurant, there was only one waiter in the store weighing dried fruits for the customers, while the other stood at the counter in a daze.
"Where are the people?" The shopkeeper looked around but didn't see Zhang San. He couldn't help but frown and asked the waiter, "Where are the goods?!"
The waiter woke up and moved over in small steps with a sullen expression, "The shopkeeper ran away because he didn't want to sell me."
"Run away?"
He raised his feet and gave the waiter a nudge on his ass. The shopkeeper was so angry that his beard was standing on end, "You can run away even if you look at me personally, and you won't be able to keep any business that comes to me!"
The dried potatoes that the man just brought were indeed good. They looked orange-red in color and were lightly covered with icing sugar. They tasted chewy but not too chewy. He saw someone eating them on the street a few days ago.
, I immediately noticed it, and after asking around, I found out that some new groceries had been collected in front of me.
After sending someone to buy some and come back to taste it, he knew it would be a good seller.
Only a small shop in this town like Lai Xin, who has no vision, said that this was a losing business. What if this thing was placed in his shop and shipped to the owner's branches in various prefectures and counties?
All can be sold at a good price.
What a loss!
He had seen the two big baskets shining brightly on the cart outside!
I just wanted to lower the price, but just because of this thought, I didn't even do business.
Then he glared at the waiter who was hunching his neck like a quail, and the shopkeeper gnashed his teeth in hatred.
Zhuang Keqing saw everything with his eyes, but he didn't show it on his face, but his mind was spinning very fast.
"Shopkeeper, you look like you want to collect some dried potatoes?" she asked.
"Oh? Do you still have this way?" The shopkeeper is not a fool, he knows the elegant meaning when he hears the string.
"To tell you the truth, the uncle just now is from our village." Zhuang Keqing raised the corners of his lips and squeezed the bag in his hand tighter, "If the shopkeeper wants to buy some goods, I can also help.
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"It's just the price..."
She heard clearly just now that the shopkeeper kept the price very low and only wanted seven cents per pound. He didn't want to leave any profit at all, which was a bit too cruel. It's no wonder that Zhuang San was tight-lipped and refused to agree.
“As long as the goods are in good condition and the price is negotiable.”
The shopkeeper didn't think there was such a coincidence. The business that he thought was broken suddenly happened again. He also learned the lesson from before and didn't dare to lower the price again.
"I can accept eight cents per catty, no, ten cents, as long as I can deliver the goods as soon as possible before the beginning of winter."
He was so anxious because he had to rush to get the goods out before the end of the year. Counting the time on the road, it would be ready before the beginning of winter.
Zhuang Keqing smiled and nodded. Not to mention losing money at the price of ten cents per catty, he could still make a small profit, but if wine could be made, I'm afraid no one would be willing to make this dried potato anymore.
Because it’s not cost-effective.
"In that case, I will go back and discuss with the villagers. If it is possible, how much goods would you like?"
"Let's not tell you how much it will be. You have to give me a small amount first to check the quality."
After all, the shopkeeper still retained some vigilance and did not place a large order and deposit money immediately.
Zhuang Keqing didn't take it too seriously. She picked up Zhuang San's leak today and was in a good mood. She just didn't bring any dried potatoes today, otherwise she could have made a deal right away.
Yes, I didn’t bring any dried potatoes, but the vermicelli is enough!
After carrying the bag and about to go out, she suddenly remembered this, so she took another handful from the mule cart without bothering, and turned around and asked: "Shopkeeper, I still have some fans here, do you want them?"
The shopkeeper had already turned around to scold the young man. When he saw her turning around again, he felt strange, "Fan? That sounds familiar."
"Hey, the shopkeeper, is he the one that was posted on the street a few days ago?"
The little boy was also obedient, knowing that he had just failed in his errand, so he hurriedly looked for an opportunity to make amends. The shopkeeper didn't remember fans, but he did.
The customers who came to the store a few days ago all talked about someone selling tofu and giving away fans for free. Although he didn't know what this fan was, he remembered the name firmly in his mind.
After this reminder, the shopkeeper also remembered that it was another new thing made by the tofu seller.
After glancing at the cautiously smiling waiter, the shopkeeper looked like he would spare you this time and waved his hand to let him go.
"Let me see?"
Zhuang Keqing was generous and handed the fan over directly.
Slender strips, hard and straight, slightly transparent.
How to eat this thing?
The shopkeeper looked confused and turned the fan upside down in his hand, unable to figure out the reason.
"This itself is cooked."
"Cooked?"
"Well, it will harden after being cooked and dried in the sun. When you need to use it, just soak it in water in advance. You can bake it, stew it, make soup, or stir-fry it."
Zhuang Keqing explained it all. Seeing that the shopkeeper was a little hesitant, she didn't rush to force him. She just said that this was a gift and she had something else to do soon, so she wouldn't bother her for now.
She is very confident in her own products. The next time she comes, she won’t believe that the shopkeeper won’t talk to her about the order!
Shen Ling quietly held Dahei's hand outside and waited. When he saw Zhuang San coming out with a dull look, he glared at himself fiercely, with a look of shame and annoyance on his face. Before Zhuang Er could say hello, he pulled him away.
People just leave.
Shen Ling didn't know Zhuang San, but judging from his very similar face to Zhuang Er's, and the behavior of the two of them selling goods together, it was not difficult for him to guess that this person was Zhuang San.
I wonder what happened in the store to make this man so angry?
He couldn't help but become worried.
Zhuang Keqing gave away the fans and met Shen Ling's gaze as soon as he left the store.
The young man's dark eyes were calm, and his eyes were very clear and light. There was only a trace of worry looming in his eyes, which made her heart soften.
"Aling."
With curved eyebrows, the girl walked towards the person waiting for her on the street, and then took the other person's hand.
"Why don't you wait for me under the shade of a tree? The sun is shining brightly here."
"Nothing."
Shen Ling held Zhuang Keqing's soft hand with his backhand and wrapped it in his palm, "I just saw... third uncle."
To save some dignity for Zhuang San, he didn't call him by his first name.
"He didn't do anything, did he?"
Zhuang Keqing knew that he was worried about her, so he smiled and understood: "He just wanted to sell the dried potatoes, but unfortunately the shopkeeper lowered the price too much, so he didn't want to. He was just a little annoyed, and he didn't have any conflict with me."
Shen Ling nodded, relieved.
After spending a lot of time in the grocery store, when they went to the south of the town, many villagers who had sold their things were already walking back.
They made an appointment with Liu Zhuzhu to meet at the gate of Shenshi Town. The two of them did not dare to delay any more. They just dealt with him casually on the roadside and then directly took Dahei to set up a stall.
At this time, there were no more people in Zhennan than there were in the morning. Many stalls on the roadside were empty. They found a spot and unloaded the goods on the carts to sell.
Not long after, a plate of tofu had been sold, not to mention dried tofu skin. Even fans asked about it and bought two kilograms at once.
"Last time I received the handful from the lady, and when I went back I cooked it with cabbage and sauce. It tasted really good. I happened to be visiting relatives this time, so I bought some as a gift, so that people can have a fresh taste."
"Did you cook the cabbage at home? I stewed it in broth when I went back. Don't mention the taste."
"The broth is so delicious that it can even go off the soles of your shoes. What you said is an exaggeration."
"Hey? What are you talking about? This broth must be more delicious than boiled cabbage!"
The two people buying fans had a little quarrel, and the people around them were surprised. It didn't look like a serious quarrel, but more like they were competing in cooking skills. They all immediately found it interesting and gathered around.
Some of them got free fans last time, and they even got involved in it, talking to each other about how to make such fans at home.
"I would say it tastes better when eaten cold."
“It’s not bad even if the sauce is cooked!”
“The soup is delicious and comfortable to eat!”
There are so many people around here, I feel itchy in my heart when I hear it. I don’t want to buy a pound of vermicelli. I’ll just buy four taels and go back to try it out. I want to see if this thing is really that delicious. It’s called this. Some people argued over it.
