Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 52 Chapter [-]: Reservations Exploded
Song Qiu nodded, and re-reported Wang Sanming's name and the number of reservations. Here, Zhang Lihua handed over the zongzi with confidence, and Wang Sanming paid the rest of the money, and left with the zongzi.

Such a bustling event, the audience watched it with great interest, and they couldn't help talking about it during the wait.

"This is really interesting. I've seen someone pretending to be someone else to get money or something. This is the first time I've seen someone pretending to be someone else to pick up rice dumplings!"

"Isn't this zongzi also screaming for the first time!"

"It's not that you said what he was trying to do? You have to pay the rest of the money to pick up the zongzi, and it's not for nothing? What are you busy with?"

"Maybe it's because these zongzi are rare, and I thought of this idea because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to buy them? Not to mention that this method is good, since I got the zongzi, I can buy it for half the money compared to others. It's really worth it. It's a pity that this little girl has good eyesight, so she was not deceived! Otherwise, wouldn't she have to pay a share of rice dumplings to the rightful owner today?"

"That's true!"

"..."

The crowd was chattering, and Song Qiu also methodically and quickly distributed the remaining reserved zongzi to the owner one by one. There was no more pretending before, until the last shopkeeper, Mo Da, took the zongzi, and it was over. .

Song Qiu raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was very hot in the morning with so many people around.

But she didn't give her a break. Seeing that the pre-ordered zongzi had finally been distributed, the people around got excited, "I want to buy zongzi!"

"I want to buy zongzi too!"

Song Qiu had no choice but to hurry up and ask everyone to line up and come one by one.

Until the 95 large rice dumplings and 36 skewers were all sold out, there were still many people around, and they didn't stop, and the three of them, Song and Qiu, were already exhausted.

"Why is it gone so soon? I haven't bought it yet? I've been waiting all morning!"

"That's it! Is there any more, hurry back and get it!"

"You can't tell us to wait all morning for nothing!"

Song Qiu's mouth was parched and he wanted to drink water so hard that he was speechless, but in the current situation, he couldn't do without talking, so he had to insist: "Everyone, uncles and aunts, grandpas and aunts, I'm really sorry, today's zongzi They are all sold out, and there is no ready-made at home, so we have to make them now.”

"This zongzi is troublesome. It's still the same as before. It can only be available in the day after tomorrow. Come back later, everyone. It is also possible to make a reservation now, but you will also pick up the zongzi in the day after tomorrow."

Everyone has been watching, and they also know that this little girl has been talking a lot today, her voice is a little hoarse now, she is not so unreasonable, and she has almost given up her arrogance.

The day after tomorrow will be the day after tomorrow, who told me that this zongzi is easy to sell, and they didn't have a reservation.

But this box has to be reserved, or the Dragon Boat Festival will be the next day, so how can I give it as a gift if I can't buy it anymore?It's too late!

Many people clamored to make a reservation, but some in the crowd said: "The day after tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. The person I want to deliver the rice dumplings lives in the county town. How can I have time to deliver the rice dumplings that day? Can the little girl hurry up? Tomorrow Is it worth selling it?"

As soon as this person said this, many people followed suit with the same meaning.

"Even if it doesn't work in the morning tomorrow, it will work in the afternoon too!"

Song Qiu listened, looking at so many people, thinking that they all gathered around here early in the morning, but they didn't get any zongzi, and indeed they did.

It's embarrassing.

She thought that she would hand over the zongzi from Tongfang Drugstore tomorrow afternoon, and she would have to continue making the zongzi when she went back today. She soaked the leftover glutinous rice in the spare time of cooking the zongzi last night, and the bamboo shells, too. Grandma Deng and the others said that today they will continue to wash the bamboo shells when they get up, and they will continue to make zongzi when they go back.

If there were so many people taking orders for tomorrow, it might be very busy and tiring, but thinking about the money he could earn, Song Qiu thought about it in his heart, and still gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I can indeed make a batch for a trip to the town, but the quantity will not be large. If so many of you want it, we can't do it, and I can't help it! See if you can Let's discuss it, if you need it tomorrow afternoon, you can make a reservation first, if you are not in such a hurry, can you get the goods early in the morning?"

This is indeed true, you can't exhaust people to death, they are too busy.

The folk customs in Panshi Town are simple and honest, and almost all the people are easy to speak and reasonable.

In this way, those who want to deliver rice dumplings are far away, and those who can’t make it in time for the next day stand up and make a reservation. Others feel that they are not in a hurry for tomorrow, so they don’t speak up, and only wait for the reservation the next morning.

Song Qiu took out the rags and charcoal, and quickly remembered that the zongzi registration that was due tomorrow afternoon took up more than half of the rag. Fortunately, everyone didn't want too many, and the most were no more than It's nothing more than eight skewers of nine zongzi and twenty big zongzi.

Song Qiu thought that he could still accept it, and he was slightly relieved.

The old Yuan's previous money collection was no longer enough, and she didn't dare to take the money on her body anymore, so Zhang Lihua took the money bag to collect the reservation money at this moment.

Wait for all the reservations to be registered in the afternoon of tomorrow, and then the morning of the day after registration.

Song Qiu changed a piece of rag again, and after registering for nearly half an hour, his hands were sore from writing, and he was extremely tired, so he finally registered everything.

This is due to the fact that there are still some people who are not willing to take the money first and then get the goods. They didn't make a reservation, or they would be even more tiring.

Seeing so many reservations, Song Qiu didn't plan to make zongzi without reservations for the time being. The reservations alone were enough for them to work without sleep.

When the crowd dispersed, the three of them packed up and prepared to do the same as last time. Old Yuan Shi and Zhang Lihua took their money bags and waited at Zhang Ji's grocery store, while Song Qiu went to find Wu Jin.

As soon as this end was packed and ready to leave, Fan Jin strode over there, "I went shopping first and saw that the front of your stall was blocked. It might have been busy for a while, so I didn't come here to make trouble for you. I bought all the food and came here."

"I came later that day and you left. I originally wanted to go to your house, and I don't know which one of you is wrong, so I had to wait for today, little girl, our family also wants to order some zongzi, don't worry, the day after tomorrow It’s okay to pick it up early in the morning, we have a lot of family members, so it will be quick to send it out together.”

This manager is a big customer and has taken care of a lot of their business, so it is impossible for Song Qiu not to accept anyone's reservations.

Immediately said: "I wonder how much the master wants to book?"

Fan Jin said: "Not much, not much, little girl, you said that the zongzi is not good for this solar term, so my master doesn't plan to send it away, just some families in this county, so there are three hundred big zongzi, nine sons Sixty skewers of rice dumplings."

Of course, there are other things to be given for the ceremony, so the masters ordered two skewers of nine rice dumplings and ten big rice dumplings for the family.

Otherwise, more can be booked.

Song Qiu shook his hands when he heard it, and couldn't even put his pen down, God, there are so many.

It's a hectic job.

But it's hard to go back on promises, and it's not too many for big families to book these books, but it's hard to make them less.

Song Qiu was already planning to hire another helper, so he hurriedly wrote down one by one, "Okay, don't worry, master, we can get it from the market in the morning the next day!"

(End of this chapter)