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Chapter 36 An Wuji is not a simple person

After hearing what he said, Xichun felt that this was really an extraordinary person. If he could think of this, he would be much better than the others who were still watching.

Xichun has also eaten the pancakes made by their family. In fact, the taste is average, which is why the business is not so good. If the taste is better, his business can be improved to a higher level.

What some people lack is an opportunity, and now, Xichun admires him very much.

"Of course it's possible, but no one has mentioned this method to me before, so we haven't done it. Naturally, we can't throw away the business that comes to our door. Let's do this. I'll sell it to you for twenty cents each. According to our current pricing, each jelly can be scraped into twenty bowls, and each bowl is sold for two cents, so you will also make a profit, what do you think?"

"Is this really okay? Thank you, thank you Miss Chen. I promise, I promise, I will ask for one first tomorrow." An Wuji was originally thinking anxiously about what he would say after Miss Chen refused. I actually heard her say she agreed.

"Okay, come and get it tomorrow morning. If you don't have cash on hand, you can wait until you come back tomorrow afternoon and give me the money."

"It's okay, it's okay. I will prepare money for you tomorrow morning." Seeing that she was so easy to talk to, An Wuji didn't dare to push her further and left happily.

"I think this works. As long as we make one pot, we can make money without having to sell it ourselves." Aunt Zhang also heard this and naturally praised the happy spring again and again.

"Haha, let's go ahead and make another jelly tonight." Xichun thought, there should be many people coming to inquire about it, so they should be prepared, as they may be even busier next time.

An Wuji had been waiting for them to open the door in the morning. He had already prepared all the seasonings and other ingredients. After the brother and sister got the jelly, they happily pushed the stall away.

Fu Changfeng didn't know what was wrong with him. If he didn't see Xi Chun every day, he felt as if something had not been done. So even though he was almost late, he still ran to Xi Chun to say hello before leaving.

Xichun also felt that this young scholar was different from others in that he could be kind to people like them who set up stalls, without raising his noble head.

You know, although many scholars come to eat with them, they only talk to Taozi every time. They eat and pay and then leave without saying a word. Xichun still prefers such cheerful guests.

An old man came to the Xichun stall. A servant of the family brought back a bowl of jelly, which immediately made the old man have an appetite. However, he heard that it was from the same stall, so the family refused to bring it anymore, saying that it was Zhu. There are also some restaurants selling food, but the food on those stalls is not clean.

The old man didn't have any objections at first, but after eating the jelly made by Zhu's Restaurant, he felt that although the taste was the same, the taste was different.

In order to clear up his own doubts, he came out alone today, just to try it out to see if he was tired of eating the jelly, or if it tasted different when made by different people.

"Old man, what do you want to eat?" Xichun asked as she saw an old man staring at her stall for a while.

"Your jelly is clean, right? Give me a bowl to try." The old man rarely eats in front of such a stall, and he still feels a little uncomfortable.

"It's clean. Take a look. And every time before we scrape the jelly, we wash our hands to ensure hygiene." Xichun pointed out the steps for each operation.

"Okay, I'll wait here." The old man no longer continued to fidget, but walked over and found a stall at the end to sit.

"Please use it slowly. Our dishes and chopsticks here are all freshly washed, don't worry." Xichun felt that this old man was more particular, so she served him in person, since there were not many people at this time. "Well, yes, that's what it tastes like." The old man thanked him and then began to eat, minding his own thoughts.

"What else do you have to eat here?" Soon, he finished a bowl of jelly. Feeling not full yet, he stared at the Xichun stall again.

"We have hot pot here, as well as cold pot skewers and cold noodles. Let's see what we can order. The cold pot skewers are cold, just right for this weather."

"Okay, then I'll order the cold pot skewers you mentioned." The old man picked it up and looked at it, then selected a few of his favorite dishes.

After eating, he burped quietly. It seemed that the food at this stall was not as bad as he thought. The owner of this stall was quite particular. The skewers he had eaten were not directly used to skewer other dishes.

"You go slowly and come and sit down next time." The old man readily gave the money, and Xichun naturally carried out the service to the end.

"Not bad, I'll sneak out to eat next time." The old man whispered and walked away quickly.

Xi Chun was left alone, disheveled in the wind, and this old man still sneaked out. He looked like an old naughty boy.

An Wuji and his sister sold jelly today, and it was on another street. He was the first to sell jelly on this street, so it attracted the attention of many customers and vendors.

"Why does your jelly look the same as the one at Chen's Hot Pot Chuan Chuan? Does it taste the same?" Some people saw this and couldn't help but become curious. They had planned to go to Chen's, but now they don't need it. Run so far.

"It's the same, it tastes the same. If you don't want to try it, we also sell it for two cents a bowl." An Wuji saw that not long after it was put out, someone came to ask, and he quickly greeted him.

"Okay, then give us two bowls of cold noodles and two bowls of cold noodles."

The two tasted it and found that it was indeed the same as Chen's. They also praised it. This finally made An Wuji feel relieved. As long as people come to eat, more customers will be attracted.

"Did you make this yourself?" The nearby stall owners came to An Wuji's side. They were also curious about where he got the jelly.

"I don't have this skill. I bought it from Mrs. Chen to make some money." An Wuji also answered their questions generously. When the stall owner heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I never thought you could have such a relationship. It's amazing. Can you tell us how you bought this? We heard that it costs several taels of silver to buy it."

"It just so happens that Chen's boss is my neighbor. I boldly went to ask about it yesterday..."

"Oh, that's what happened. I don't know if we can get it."

"How about I ask for you?" An Wuji knew that this would be known sooner or later, so he might as well sell it to save face. The stall owners around him usually take good care of their brothers and sisters. If they encounter those unreasonable people, , he won’t pay attention to it, which is considered a favor, but he won’t tell others about the ingredients.

(End of this chapter)