Farmer's Wife Kyungsoo

Chapter 103 107 Selling Broken Crisp Buns 5
"Hee hee." Jing Xiu laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

"I'm not cheap. Buy five and get one free. I don't make much money."

After thinking about it, Aunt Quan nodded in agreement: "You girl, the steamed stuffed buns are solid, you can't sell them like this tomorrow, otherwise it's not a loss-making business."

"I know, Auntie Quan. This is not the first day. I don't know much about it. Tomorrow, I will pay two cents apiece."

"By the way, Xiu Niang, what fresh food do you want to sell this afternoon?"

"Well, it was my mother and I who made it up. The whole family tasted it and thought it tasted good. Now that I'm out to do business, I'm not afraid to be more busy."

Aunt Quan nodded repeatedly and smiled.

"Xiu Niang, the stall is closed early today, what do you want to buy? Let's go to the cloth shop and buy you two bolts of cloth to make clothes."

Jingxiu blushed a little, this guy remembered this since he came to town.

Aunt Quan laughed teasingly at the side: "Cheng An is someone who loves his daughter-in-law. If you want to go shopping, go and have a look. The basket is here, and Auntie will show it to you."

"Then thank you, auntie."

"Brother Chengan." Zhang Zhu stopped Yi Chengan.

Both Yi Chengan and Jing Xiu turned to look at Zhang Zhu.

Zhang Zhu scratched his head: "Well, my sister made some embroidery and sold it. If you are going to the cloth workshop, can you take my sister with you? There are so many people going to the fair today, I won't have time to accompany her. "

"Okay, I also happen to want to find someone to give me advice." Jingxiu agreed straightforwardly.

"Then thank you Cheng'an and sister-in-law."

Zhang Zhu scratched his head, looking honest and honest.

So, a group of three people headed towards the cloth workshop.

Jing Xiu and Zhang Cailian walked in front, and Yi Chengan followed closely behind them, his eyes stayed on Jing Xiu tenderly from beginning to end.

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"My son, my son."

Fang Wang hurried in from the outside, holding a greased paper bag in his hand, as if he was holding some kind of treasure.

"It's early in the morning, what are you yelling at, I asked you to buy breakfast for my young master, where is the breakfast you bought?"

Mr. Fang sat lazily at the table, stretched, yawned, half-closed his eyes, and looked sleepy.

"Master, I went to the pier today and saw that there was a prosperous steamed stuffed bun business, so I bought a few for the young master."

Fang Wang spread out the oiled paper bag like a dog, and there were six buns neatly placed inside.

The buns were still warm, and a sweet smell came to the tip of the nose.

Mr. Fang's eyes opened instantly: "Hmm... this bun looks different from the usual buns."

"My lord, this is called a crispy bun. It's stuffed with fresh meat. It's stuffed with red bean paste. It's stuffed with white sugar. Do you want to try that stuffing first, my lord?"

"What kind of stuffing is red bean paste?" Mr. Fang asked puzzled.

"I don't know about this. I heard people say that this steamed stuffed bun is delicious. Young master, try it while it's hot."

Fang Wang picked up a bean paste filling and handed it to Mr. Fang.

Mr. Fang took the bun and looked it over carefully: "The skin of this bun looks quite crisp."

Can't wait to take a bite, the skin of the steamed stuffed bun melted in the mouth layer by layer, sweet and soft.

"Yes, Not Bad."

The eldest son shook his head slightly, and the bun in his hand shook slightly, and the broken skin of the bun fell to the ground like biscuit crumbs.

Mr. Fang didn't dare to move at once, carefully held the bun with both hands, and ate it in two or three bites.

Fang Wang watched from the side, drooling.

Mr. Fang finished eating one of the buns in his hand, and immediately wrapped up the others,

(End of this chapter)