Chapter 167: Don’t like spicy food? Then why buy it?
"No, no, it's the vegetables we'll sell tomorrow."
Sang Yongjing was so anxious that he kept shaking his head, fearing that if he spoke too slowly, Sang Yu would really forget about it. It was not until he saw her eyes narrowed with laughter that he reacted.
"Okay, you're pretending not to understand and making fun of your dad, right?"
"Hahaha, I know, I know. I will buy it."
It is still the familiar market town and the familiar process of paying money and getting a license.
I arrived a little later today than yesterday, but the order in which I received the cards was similar to yesterday, mostly in the middle.
However, Sang Yu thought this was a good thing. Small vendors in this kind of market do not have fixed stalls, and it all depends on luck where they can set up their stalls.
They just became famous yesterday, so the right thing to do today is to continue setting up a stall nearby. Maybe they will get repeat customers.
"Eighty-three, eighty-four... eighty-five, Dad, here it is."
After checking the serial numbers one by one, Sang Yu finally found the corresponding serial number not far from where he set up his stall yesterday.
After hanging up the signs they received, the two began to make preparations.
Take out the layer of skewers that was forced into one bucket and put it into another bucket, then pour the soup into the bucket.
One advantage of skewers made of bamboo skewers is that even if the container is stuffed full, there is always some space to insert the skewers.
Then take out the spoons for scooping skewers and soup, and pile the bamboo tubes aside for easy access.
I had just finished cleaning up the stall here and was just thinking of sitting down to take a break when someone came up to me.
"Is that the skewers you sell?" The question was asked by a young woman in her twenties, with a slightly frown on her face.
The tone and demeanor seemed to indicate someone with bad intentions. Sang Yu was startled, but she still smiled and replied, "Yes, we sell cold pot skewers. They are spicy and delicious. Would you like to buy some to try?"
"What's so good about spicy food?" the woman said with a disdainful curl of her lips. She pulled out a light green handkerchief from her waist, took out ten coins from it and handed it to him. "Give me three skewers of tofu puffs, oyster mushrooms, and duck meat."
Sang Yu took the money and deftly took the three kinds of skewers she ordered from the broth and put them into a bamboo tube. As she continued to work, she kept asking, "You don't like spicy food? Then why did you buy it?"
"I don't like it, but my husband said it tastes good, so I bought some to try..."
The woman blurted it out, then realized something was wrong. "Why are you asking so many questions, a salesperson? Just give me the money, why do you care why I buy it?"
She had been holding a grudge all the way here. The anger had started yesterday when her husband came back from buying groceries, and it hadn't died down yet.
She usually buys groceries, but yesterday she had her period and felt unwell, so she asked her husband to buy groceries. After he was out for a long time, he finally bought the groceries and filled their stomachs.
After arriving home, he put the dishes on the table, patted his butt and was about to leave. "I bought the dishes for you. I've already eaten outside. I'm going to go have tea with Brother Zhang."
Well, she had to drag herself up and cook.
So today she came to the market early, waiting for this damn cold pot skewers.
She wanted to see how good it tasted, so that her husband would still be thinking about it until dinner time after he finished eating it.
It's not that she doesn't like spicy food, she just can't handle it very well. Whenever she eats snacks or noodle soups with dogwood powder, she always screams in pain.
At first, she would occasionally try it when she went shopping with her sisters, but after she had children, she had to take care of their tastes when going out, and gradually she stopped eating it.
She stood not far from the stall with the skewers in her hand, ready to eat. After all, she came here to pick out the thorns, so how could she pick out the thorns if she took them home to eat.
The first string is oyster mushrooms. The thick and plump caps of oyster mushrooms have a meaty texture, which is a rare vegetarian ingredient that can give you the taste of meat.
The porous structure of the oyster mushroom absorbs the spicy, fresh and fragrant complex flavors of the soup base to a great extent. As soon as you put it in your mouth, the juice inside that has absorbed the soup will instantly overflow in your mouth, like a "juice explosion".
It is tender overall, but with a slight elasticity and toughness, which makes it taste more layered and not too soft.
If there is any flaw, it is that it is a bit too spicy for her who can't eat spicy food. Apart from that, there is no other flaw.
After eating just the first piece of oyster mushroom, her lips were already slightly swollen, obviously because of the spiciness.
But she didn't care at all. She ate all the remaining oyster mushrooms while sticking out her tongue.
Then came the second and third strings. When she reached out to touch the bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube and wanted to put them to her mouth, there were only three bare bamboo sticks left.
...That's it?
After eating three skewers of cold pot, she had already forgotten her original purpose and just wanted to eat a few more, even if it was so spicy that she wanted to stick out her tongue.
While busy receiving other guests, Sang Yu would initially keep an eye on this woman who was obviously looking for trouble, intending to take action if anything went wrong.
But when he saw her eat the first string and then eagerly take the second one, he suddenly felt relieved, smiled and shook his head, and went back to his business with peace of mind.
As she expected, the woman, completely impressed by the delicious food, started lining up at the end of the line holding a diabolo.
When it was her turn, she seemed to have forgotten what she had said before and directly handed over fifty copper coins strung together.
"Give me five more."
At the beginning, Sang Yongjing was a little slow to realize that he was afraid that there would be too many strings to sell and they would be wasted, but gradually he realized that something was wrong.
Why are these people starting to buy several copies at a time, and some even buy seven or eight copies at a time?
If Sang Yu hadn't realized the situation wasn't right after selling one barrel and started limiting sales, I'm afraid they would have been sold out again in a short time.
It was not until then that he truly understood what Sang Yu meant by "business is booming". It's not about doing too much, but about not selling enough.
Liu Bao came a little late today. He went to have a drink with his friends last night and accidentally drank a little too much and got up late.
Seeing from afar that Sang Yu and his daughter's stall was still there, he hurried over and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he caught up with them.
He stood in line anxiously at the end of the queue, and from time to time he would stick his head out to look around, fearing that the skewers would be sold out.
After it was finally his turn, Liu Bao quickly handed over the silver coin he had prepared.
"My dear, I know your rules. Each person is limited to three orders. I only want three today. Can you reserve some for tomorrow? Please prepare more for me in advance. The remaining money will be used as a deposit."
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