reborn peasant mother

Chapter 51

The three children of the Zhong family made a lot of money by kowtowing this year, so of course they had to go to the meeting excitedly.As for Feng Yujiang, she couldn't let go of this opportunity. If there are many children and some change, there should be more fried buns.This is the day she planned to start the new year.

Sure enough, before the fried buns came out of the pan, they were surrounded by small customers.

Children don’t buy as much as adults, they almost always buy four, or two, Feng Yujiang smiled and greeted the small customers in a circle to wait patiently, and quickly slipped two buns in the pot Sprinkle the water and see that it is almost ripe, then pick up the oil pot with a long mouth and slip the oil twice.When the clear peanut oil was put into the pot, it made a sizzling sound very quickly, and at the same time, a strong fragrance wafted out.

She picked up a long shovel and turned the buns one by one. The golden bottom was turned upside down, and the little customers around were drooling.

Feng Yujiang used the upper part of sorghum poles, also called stiles. She broke off a section of stiles from the middle, strung four buns in the pot, and handed them to the children in front. The children were not in a hurry to pick up the buns. Two five-cent coins came over, and Feng Yujiang asked the child to put the coins into the box next to the pot, and the child took the skewers of buns with both hands.

"Just out of the pot, don't burn it."

Feng Yujiang ordered, and then began to greet the next small customer.

To be honest, there are more and more people buying steamed buns now, Chuanxiu was not able to come, although the noodles and fillings were made at home first, but she had to roll the skins, make steamed buns, light a fire, and fry the steamed stuffed buns by herself , Selling buns and collecting money, I am really too busy.

She sold out a pot of buns, and finally straightened her waist. It has been four or five months, and her body is not so neat.Feng Yujiang hurriedly started making buns again, and the wrapped buns were neatly stacked in a large pan. Once stacked, they were ready to be fried.

"Auntie."

When Feng Yujiang turned her head, Dongzi stood behind her, looking at her silently.

"Dongzi, have you eaten yet? It will be cooked soon, eat the buns."

(End of this chapter)