Someone picked up a piece of potato, put it in their mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"It's delicious, fragrant, spicy and crispy, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. I've never tasted this kind of spiciness before, it's much more palatable than wasabi."
The child, who had just eaten a piece of sticky corn, was really craving its sweet, sticky aroma and reached out to grab a second piece. But Qiao Dameng gave him a warning look, and the child could only sheepishly pull his hand back.
"Big brother, I want to eat this stuff, how much does it cost?" the child said.
The person who had eaten the potato quickly asked, "How much is this?"
"And this, small pieces, crispy and fragrant."
"This one is delicious after you peel it. I want this one."
The Qiao family then realized that they hadn't set a price yet, and all turned their attention to Qiao Lian'er.
Qiao Lian'er walked over and said, "This kind of corn on the cob costs five coins. Other things like boiled peanuts and fried potatoes are also five coins a serving, and fried peanuts are ten coins a dish."
Each serving contains approximately 100 grams.
"I want an ear of corn."
"I want three."
"I'd like two servings of fried potatoes."
"I want one order of fried peanuts, one order of boiled peanuts, two corn cobs, and two orders of fried potatoes."
The guests became lively, pulling out their coins and vying to participate.
Qiao Zhizhi held a bamboo basket with great joy, and the guests put their money into it.
With a clatter, one copper coin after another was thrown in, or a handful was simply tossed in.
In the blink of an eye, the bottom of the basket was filled.
As for the others, they were all busy serving things to the guests.
When people go out shopping, they usually carry baskets, some big and some small, and some have several cloth bags tied around their waists to hold all sorts of snacks and trinkets.
Some people are just passing by, or they come out without these things, and they eat them at the small table when they buy fried potatoes and peanuts.
Soon, the seven or eight small stools brought from home were all occupied, and there weren't enough plates, so people lined up to wait.
On such a crowded street, news of where to eat spreads quickly, and before long, even more people came to stall number eight and formed a long queue.
I kept hearing complaints from the back, wondering why the people in front were buying so slowly.
Seeing that the snacks were being consumed, the Qiao family poured the corn and boiled peanuts into a large basin and cooked another pot.
Qiao Yunni started frying potatoes and peanuts again.
If we boil or fry this batch again, we'll run out of ingredients.
Qiao Lian'er knew it was time to go buy goods, so she set off again in her carriage. To avoid attracting attention, she chose a different location.
It's almost noon now, and she can harvest another fifty catties from the space. Adding the twenty catties left over from the previous harvest, she brought back seventy catties of each of the items except for chili peppers and sweet potatoes.
Once the ingredients arrived, the Qiao family was even busier, washing and peeling the ingredients, frying and boiling them, managing the fire, and most importantly, taking care of the guests.
It was clear that they were overwhelmed with work, and some of the customers were complaining.
"You're moving too slowly; we've been waiting for so long."
"Yes, you sell so much stuff, why don't you bring more people home?"
"Lian'er, what should we do?" Qiao Yunni said anxiously while peeling potatoes. "If the customers go back and say that our food is delicious, but we are too busy and have to wait a long time, it will affect our reputation."
That makes sense. Running a food stall isn't just about making delicious food; you also have to take good care of your customers. The customer is king.
Qiao Lian'er put down the potatoes in her hand: "Let me think of a way."
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