There were three stalls on the west side of the school gate. Hua Youcai knew them all. They were from the village.

The basket in front of me looked very familiar. I put a quilt in the basket like they did. I don’t know what’s inside, so I guess it’s buns.

Hua Youcai was stunned for a moment, but still greeted with a smile.

"Come here, what are you selling?"

"Hey, it's also a bun."

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"Good, the buns are selling well, and business is booming."

Hua Yuanyuan complained in her heart, he just said that casually, what a bad mouth.

Hua Fangfang was full of admiration for her elder sister, she was truly amazing.

Hua Yuanyuan is here to watch over me, and my dad and younger brother have to go home for a visit.

There are three special baskets for the buns, covered with snow-white quilts.

The basket is not placed directly on the ground, but two stools or benches are placed underneath.

Hua Yuanyuan was glad that they did not occupy this old position. Someone else who came earlier could have taken it. This was not the Hua family's position.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, several parents came on their bikes with food. When they saw so many stalls at the door, they stopped by and didn't move.

When the school bell rang, the first group of students came out and lined up directly next to Hua Yuanyuan in a very orderly manner.

The first boy in line was Hua Yuanyuan’s first customer, and they were old acquaintances.

"Aunt, isn't my mother here? We already agreed to exchange her food coupons for meat buns."

Hua Yuanyuan smiled and pointed to the side. The boy jumped up excitedly and waved, "Mom, mom, here! Why don't you come over now?"

A round-faced sister-in-law glared at the boy angrily, "You mean the ones selling steamed buns? There are several of them here!"

The boy looked around in confusion, only to find that there was one on the opposite side. He quickly explained, "This one, those are all from today. They weren't there before."

"Sister, it's us. We are Hua's Baozi. We forgot to bring out the brand."

"Hey, sister, are the food coupons from school?"

"Yes, it's what the children usually give..."

The grains have been weighed at home, so Hua Yuanyuan doesn't need to weigh them again. Of course, she will weigh them herself when she gets home.

In one hand they gave food, in the other they gave tickets, and of course a big bun.

The boy took it and took a bite. The characteristic of Hua family buns is thick skin and rich filling.

With his eyes sparkling, he chewed a bun and said indistinctly, "Mom, it's delicious."

Then carefully break it into two halves, so that the meat filling inside can be seen clearly.

Everyone around could see clearly that there were pure diced meat inside, with only a little chopped green onion as garnish.

Hua Yuanyuan’s advertising is genuine, saying that the big buns are really big, twice the size of the buns they usually sell.

Meat means meat, no skimping.

It was nice to see the boy forcing meat buns into his mother's mouth.

Several parents over there also gathered around, and Hua Yuanyuan started to get busy.

The food coupons in her hand were bundled in bundles of ten kilograms, so she could just count them, which was convenient.

She was exchanging food here, and her father and brother were also in order over there.

After exchanging their food coupons, the parents were not in a hurry to leave. They just stood by and watched their children eat the meat buns with big mouthfuls.

Hua Yuanyuan miscalculated and made three big meat buns, but five parents came to exchange them for food coupons.

I owe two students and will make up for it in the evening.

I didn't expect the temptation of meat buns to be so great. What a miscalculation.

Their steamed bun business was not affected, probably because those households had fewer steamed buns. Just like before, some people still failed to buy some in the end.

While dad and brother were carrying food home, Hua Yuanyuan was sitting on a bench in a daze.

After finally getting home, Hua Yuanyuan felt the urge to buy a tricycle. The carrying capacity of a bicycle is still far less than that of a tricycle.

In the evening, Hua Yuanyuan made half buns and half steamed buns and cooked a pot of dishes.

Six taels of meal tickets, a steamed bun, and a spoonful of vegetables.

One steamed bun is equivalent to two steamed buns in the cafeteria. The steamed buns in the cafeteria are small and loud, but their steamed buns are real.

While working in the afternoon, my father's face was still quite heavy, and his words were full of worry.

In order to allay their concerns, Hua Yuanyuan took the trouble to explain these things to them and gave examples that were easy for them to understand.

"Think about it, when we go to the market, there are only a few dishes in the winter, right?"

"There are more than one vegetable seller, and they are all able to sell in the end. Those that cannot be sold at the market that day can go to other markets."

"Of course, we don't sell overnight food. If there's any that we can't sell out on the same day, we'll just eat it ourselves!"

These are not the most important things. Hua Yuanyuan said these purely because her father was always worried that they would not be able to be sold.

No matter what he sells, he has this concern, alas!

So, even in an era of prosperity, due to various factors such as personality, it is only a very small number of people who become rich first.

With my dad's personality, farming is the most pleasing thing for him. Compared with the anxiety caused by doing small business and making money, it's hard to say which is more important.

Money must be earned and financial freedom is a must.

I can only try my best to explain things clearly to my dad and reduce unnecessary concerns.

My dad is not a narrow-minded person. In fact, he has a big heart.

I just think a little more when I encounter something at the beginning, and once I think it through and adjust my mindset, everything will be fine.

So Hua Yuanyuan’s initial ideological work was done well and the problem was solved.

As for her younger brother, she is not worried at all, he is a heartless person.

"What I said before is not the main point. What I am going to say next is the most important thing."

Seeing that her father and brother had put down their work and were listening carefully, she continued.

"The school can actually sell a thousand buns at noon. We only made two hundred, so there is still enough room for other families to make more money... Even if these families are determined to learn from us and make buns every day, because they have sold out at the beginning, they will become more and more daring, and the total amount of buns will exceed the students' digestion capacity. Don't worry, the ones left unsold in the end will definitely not be ours!!"

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