Although we can't lower the price of snails, we can give away a spoonful of snail soup, which will not offend customers and will still make a sale.
Sure enough, upon hearing that a spoonful of snail broth would be included, the woman's expression immediately brightened. "Young man, give me forty snails. There are many people in my family, so I'll buy them all to try. If they're good, I'll come again tomorrow..."
"Alright! I'll wrap the snails for you right away!" Su Erhu's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected this woman to be such a big customer, ordering eight copper coins' worth right away. He picked up a spoon, wrapped the snails in taro leaves, glanced at the calm-looking girl beside him, and grinned as wide as he could.
As expected of someone favored by Meng Po, their mind works quickly, considering all aspects.
Seeing that soup was included, onlookers gradually bought quite a few more.
In the end, only about twenty snails remained at the bottom of the basin.
As it was getting late, the Su siblings were preparing to pack up their stall and head home.
The old man at the tofu stall next door rubbed his hands together, looking a little embarrassed, and came over. "Young man, I have two broken pieces of tofu left. How about we exchange them for the snails at the bottom of your bowl?"
Su Hua glanced over and saw that although it was called "broken tofu," it was really just tofu that had been broken in the middle, and it didn't look very appealing.
It also has a bean aroma, which means it's very fresh.
We happen to have some fish at home, so taking it home to make fish head and tofu soup would be a good idea.
"Okay." Seeing the light in his younger sister's eyes, Su Erhu readily agreed and filled all the snails for the old man, not even leaving the soup at the bottom of the bowl, which made the old man beam with joy.
These fragrant and delicious snails are perfect for taking home and heating up; your little grandson will surely love them.
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