Farmhouse nan nan fortune is prosperous

Chapter 29 Victory in the First Battle
Borrowing the donkey cart from the village chief's house, Fubao and Wen Heng also went, and then Zhang Xiaowu, Zhang Laosan and Xiao Li. Zhang Boss didn't plan to go at first, but he thought that none of his family members had ever been out. Far away, he had no choice but to follow along.

Zhang Lao Si was choosing wood to make furniture at home, and Zhang Lao Er helped him.

The road to Fucheng is twice as long as going to the town, so after an hour and a half, they arrived at Fucheng, where donkey carts can be entered.
"Lao San, let's go to the west, where there are stalls."

Looking at the people on the street, there are really many more people than in the town.

Looking at those novel gadgets, Fu Bao felt itchy in his heart.

"Let Fifth Brother take you to play soon." Wen Heng said in a low voice.

"Uncle, is there anyone next to this?" Boss Zhang saw an empty seat, an old man selling cabbage, and asked aloud.

"No one, no one, you can set up a stall here." After speaking, he stood aside so that they could park the donkey cart aside.

Several people quickly moved the stove down, and then stood there.

"Big brother, third brother, third sister-in-law, fifth brother, if you don't shout, who knows what we are selling." He looked helpless.

Four people stood there. People who didn't know it thought they were going to fight.

"What are you shouting for?" Zhang Xiaowu scratched his head, he had never sold anything before.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, baked sweet potatoes are now on sale." Fu Bao muttered a few words.

Zhang Xiaowu quickly imitated, "Roasted sweet potatoes, baked sweet potatoes are now on sale!" Boss Zhang looked a little embarrassed and didn't feel very good.

Zhang Laosan and Xiao Li even hid aside and looked at the curious eyes of the surrounding crowd.

Fubao holding his forehead is really stupid.

"Young man, how do you sell these baked sweet potatoes? It smells delicious." A well-dressed middle-aged man came over, carrying a basket, looking very capable.

"Roasted sweet potatoes and steamed sweet potatoes cost ten cents a catty, but the raw ones cost five cents a catty." Zhang Xiaowu enthusiastically introduced.

The man frowned, "I've never seen this before, why are you selling it so expensive?"

"Sir, this food is very delicious, sweet and soft, suitable for all ages." Zhang Xiaowu's mouth skills are still good.

Seeing this, Fu Bao couldn't help but smile.

It seems that he still has a talent for doing business.

"It's still too expensive." Seeing that the man was about to leave after speaking, how could Fu Bao let go of the only guest.

"Uncle, you can taste it, and if it tastes good, you can buy it again." After Fu Bao finished speaking, he motioned for Boss Zhang to take out a knife to cut it up and give it to this person quickly.

After the man ate the sweet potato, he looked surprised, it was really delicious.

"Uncle, isn't it delicious? Compared with the dim sum at the dim sum shop, it's not much worse." Fu Bao said with a smile.

"Girl, you are quite good at talking, that's all right, give me one."

Zhang Xiaowu didn't know how to use scales, so the boss Zhang stepped forward to help.

"Two catties and one tael, you are our first customer, so I just wiped off the change, and I can give you twenty Wen." After Zhang Xiaowu finished speaking, he handed over the sweet potatoes.

The man smiled, "That's right, he's good at doing business." After speaking, he took the sweet potatoes and left.

With the success of the first order, it will be much easier later.

Boss Zhang also joined in the hawking.

Zhang Laosan and Xiao Li helped to weigh and collect money, and they were busy and orderly.

Fu Bao suddenly had a stomachache and wanted to take a shit, "I'll go to the toilet over there, I'll be back later." After speaking, he rushed out.

Wen Heng shook his head.

Standing by the booth and watching, there was nothing wrong with him at first, but because the size of the sweet potatoes is different, some are three pounds and two taels, and some are one catty and three taels. The side is responsible for the accounting.

When Fubao came out of the toilet, there were too many people in front of the booth. They all tasted it and thought it was delicious, so they wanted to buy it home as a snack for their children.

After all, compared to dim sum, the price is too cheap.

Some of them didn't have a lot of money, so they bought raw sweet potatoes and went home. Mrs. Li told them how to steam and bake them, and they were very busy.

"Fubao, are you hungry? Third sister-in-law will bring you a sweet potato." Seeing Fubao coming from the direction of the hut, Xiao Li quickly said.

For this sister-in-law, she is impartial, neither likes nor dislikes her, but seeing how clever she is today, the balance in her heart is slightly tilted.

"Just give me a small one." Fu Bao took the sweet potato and stood while looking around. No one noticed her, so he went to the side, sat on the rock and wiped his mouth after eating the sweet potato , went back to the booth, and stood beside Wen Heng.

She took out the cookbook that she had hidden in her arms this morning.

"In exchange, it seems to be a recipe." Fu Bao said in a low voice.

She had forgotten about this book, so when she took off her pants in the hut, if she hadn't been quick, the book would have fallen somewhere.

Wen Heng flipped through it, and it was indeed a recipe with pictures inside.

It doesn't look particularly new to the touch, it's an old book.

"How did you get it?" Wen Heng asked puzzled.

"The third sister-in-law gave me a sweet potato just now, and I was about to eat it. An old man said to exchange books for my sweet potato, and then I changed it." Fubao lied without changing his face.

Anyway, there was no monitoring, and no one saw it.

Wen Heng was suspicious, but after looking at Fubao, he didn't seem to be lying, and there were many people shopping, so he didn't ask carefully.

"Then you put it away, and we'll talk about it when we go home." Wen Heng continued to settle the score.

The roasted and steamed sweet potatoes they had brought at noon were gone, and only about ten catties of raw sweet potatoes were left.

"Business is really good. It's much better than odd jobs." Although Boss Zhang didn't count the money, he knew it well. Two and a half silver.

"Yes, yes." Zhang Laosan quickly agreed, with an excited expression on his face.

"Big Brother, Third Brother, Third Sister-in-law, I want to go around, let Fifth Brother take me with Cousin Heng." Fu Bao said looking at the few raw sweet potatoes left.

"Okay, you guys go." Boss Zhang waved his hand, and the smile on his face couldn't be stopped.

"Big cousin, this is the money collected this morning." Wen Heng handed over the money bag and left.

Boss Zhang wanted to say something, but when he came back to his senses, the three of them had already gone a long way, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Brother, do you think there are still sweet potatoes on this mountain?" Zhang Laosan sat on the rock and asked to himself.

"Shut up." Boss Zhang quickly covered his mouth, "We'll talk about it when we get home. What if someone who cares overhears it?"

After speaking, he glared at Youngest Zhang, who stuck out his tongue.

At this time, Zhang Xiaowu walked through the crowd holding Fu Bao with one hand and Wen Heng with the other, looking at the bunches of candied haws, Fu Bao was hungry again.

"Here is a bunch of candied haws." Wen Heng paid the money, and handed it over with a bunch of candied haws. He could clearly see Fu Bao's eager little eyes.

"Thank you, Cousin Heng." After speaking, he opened his mouth and took a bite, the sweet and sour taste filled his mouth, it was so delicious.

"Brother Heng, where did you get the money?" Zhang Xiaowu frowned. Could it be that he stole it from the money he sold the sweet potatoes just now?

Sensing Fifth Brother's eyes, Fu Bao pinched him hard.

(End of this chapter)