Chapter 29
Hearing that it wasn't a customer, the stall owner's face turned pale, but Xiaoxiao didn't care at all, and continued: "When I smelled this noodle incense just now, I felt that Uncle, your place will be full later, if I can take a corner and say Maybe you can earn a few pennies, and then you will have a chance to eat a bowl of delicious noodles."
Meeting such a sweet talker, the stall owner couldn't hold back his face at all, but he still asked, "What do you want to sell?"
Xiaoxiao then took out several large and small jars: "Here, some sauerkraut I make at home can't be sold for much money. It's because my father was injured and wanted to exchange some copper coins for medicine."
Ouch, sorry to see you, the stall owner is actually an enthusiastic person. Hearing this, there is no one who refuses. Besides, if he sells food next to him, he still has to worry about being robbed of his business. It's just bamboo shoots that no one eats. It's just a small fight to join in the fun, so what if they stay here.
When Xiaoxiao heard the stall owner's promise, she burst out laughing, and turned around and handed a small jar of sour bamboo shoots to the stall owner.
"Uncle, you are so kind. No wonder I thought you had a nice face just now. Our family is poor, so we have nothing to thank you. If you don't mind, I will give you this altar of sour bamboo shoots, so that the guests who come to eat noodles A small dish, or give us a chance to express our hearts."
After speaking, he took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, indicating that the food is fine.
The stall owner couldn't refuse, so he took it and put a few yuan into the side dishes on the table. Anyway, the side dishes are included as a gift, and the guests are happy to see more.
Although Ning Erlang was very happy to finally have a space to spread out, he also felt sorry for the small altar that was sent out. He was dragged aside by his sister and began to spread things on the floor as soon as he sighed.
Although the sour bamboo shoots they sell are packed in jars, Xiaoxiao still feels that special attention must be paid to hygiene when selling food, so she insisted on bringing a piece of clean furoshiki, put the jars on the cloth, and picked them up with small plates. A few pieces came out, poked them with a clean bamboo stick, and kicked Ning Erlang.
Ning Erlang blushed: "Are you really going?"
After walking awkwardly for a few steps, he turned around indignantly again: "Why me? Why didn't you two go shout?"
Xiaoxiao pointed to Ning Dalang: "Brother knows how to settle accounts, can you? How much should you charge for what you sell, can you figure it out clearly?"
Ning Erlang was honest, he couldn't understand those numbers.
Xiaoxiao pointed at herself again: "As for me, I'm your sister, how about you?"
It's mean to be mean, but the eldest brother may beat him up.Don't look at the elder brother who looks like a scholar, roll up his sleeves, the muscles on his arms are harder than his, he can't beat the elder brother.
The sad Ning Erlang could only be like a big girl who was forced into a sedan chair, turning her head three times at a step, with a bitter face and a voice like a mosquito: "Sour, sour bamboo shoots, delicious sour bamboo shoots, do you want to have a taste?"
After a few trips, Xiaoxiao suspected that passers-by hadn't heard what he was saying clearly. She admired the embarrassment of the second brother for a while, and finally she was willing to let him go.
Stepping forward to take the little dish, Xiaoxiao raised her voice.
"Sour bamboo shoots~ Delicious sour bamboo shoots, brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, don't miss it when you pass by, try it and have a look, if it's not delicious, you don't need money~"
The completely different voice and welcoming words from Ning Erlang instantly attracted many passers-by who came to wander around: "Is it really worth the money if it doesn't taste good?"
Xiaoxiao nodded, and raised the small plate in her hand: "Here, here is for you to try, eat first and then buy, if you don't like it, don't buy it, the price is fair!"
(End of this chapter)
Hearing that it wasn't a customer, the stall owner's face turned pale, but Xiaoxiao didn't care at all, and continued: "When I smelled this noodle incense just now, I felt that Uncle, your place will be full later, if I can take a corner and say Maybe you can earn a few pennies, and then you will have a chance to eat a bowl of delicious noodles."
Meeting such a sweet talker, the stall owner couldn't hold back his face at all, but he still asked, "What do you want to sell?"
Xiaoxiao then took out several large and small jars: "Here, some sauerkraut I make at home can't be sold for much money. It's because my father was injured and wanted to exchange some copper coins for medicine."
Ouch, sorry to see you, the stall owner is actually an enthusiastic person. Hearing this, there is no one who refuses. Besides, if he sells food next to him, he still has to worry about being robbed of his business. It's just bamboo shoots that no one eats. It's just a small fight to join in the fun, so what if they stay here.
When Xiaoxiao heard the stall owner's promise, she burst out laughing, and turned around and handed a small jar of sour bamboo shoots to the stall owner.
"Uncle, you are so kind. No wonder I thought you had a nice face just now. Our family is poor, so we have nothing to thank you. If you don't mind, I will give you this altar of sour bamboo shoots, so that the guests who come to eat noodles A small dish, or give us a chance to express our hearts."
After speaking, he took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, indicating that the food is fine.
The stall owner couldn't refuse, so he took it and put a few yuan into the side dishes on the table. Anyway, the side dishes are included as a gift, and the guests are happy to see more.
Although Ning Erlang was very happy to finally have a space to spread out, he also felt sorry for the small altar that was sent out. He was dragged aside by his sister and began to spread things on the floor as soon as he sighed.
Although the sour bamboo shoots they sell are packed in jars, Xiaoxiao still feels that special attention must be paid to hygiene when selling food, so she insisted on bringing a piece of clean furoshiki, put the jars on the cloth, and picked them up with small plates. A few pieces came out, poked them with a clean bamboo stick, and kicked Ning Erlang.
Ning Erlang blushed: "Are you really going?"
After walking awkwardly for a few steps, he turned around indignantly again: "Why me? Why didn't you two go shout?"
Xiaoxiao pointed to Ning Dalang: "Brother knows how to settle accounts, can you? How much should you charge for what you sell, can you figure it out clearly?"
Ning Erlang was honest, he couldn't understand those numbers.
Xiaoxiao pointed at herself again: "As for me, I'm your sister, how about you?"
It's mean to be mean, but the eldest brother may beat him up.Don't look at the elder brother who looks like a scholar, roll up his sleeves, the muscles on his arms are harder than his, he can't beat the elder brother.
The sad Ning Erlang could only be like a big girl who was forced into a sedan chair, turning her head three times at a step, with a bitter face and a voice like a mosquito: "Sour, sour bamboo shoots, delicious sour bamboo shoots, do you want to have a taste?"
After a few trips, Xiaoxiao suspected that passers-by hadn't heard what he was saying clearly. She admired the embarrassment of the second brother for a while, and finally she was willing to let him go.
Stepping forward to take the little dish, Xiaoxiao raised her voice.
"Sour bamboo shoots~ Delicious sour bamboo shoots, brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, don't miss it when you pass by, try it and have a look, if it's not delicious, you don't need money~"
The completely different voice and welcoming words from Ning Erlang instantly attracted many passers-by who came to wander around: "Is it really worth the money if it doesn't taste good?"
Xiaoxiao nodded, and raised the small plate in her hand: "Here, here is for you to try, eat first and then buy, if you don't like it, don't buy it, the price is fair!"
(End of this chapter)
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