They were two young women who came to the market together. They looked about the same age as Jiang Nian.
It's time to love beauty and fashion.
One of the young women was eager to move to the front of the stall.
Song Yingying's eyes lit up, thinking it was a customer coming.
Who knows what will happen in the next second.
The other young woman grabbed her companion's arm and began to mutter.
"Who knows if the things sold by these small vendors are good or not? Vanishing cream is meant to be used on the face. What if it gets on the face? Hey, don't look at it anymore."
"You're right. If you want to get something on your face, you'd better be careful. Our supply and marketing cooperative is better."
After hesitating, he gave up and the two of them just left.
The light in Song Yingying's eyes disappeared in an instant.
She looked at Jiang Nian beside her with some dismay, but she didn't expect Jiang Nian to be calm and indifferent. Not only was he not worried about the customers, but he was looking around the market with great interest.
She didn't seem to be here to do business, but more like she was here to go to the market.
Jiang Nian saw the popcorn not far away and suddenly became very excited.
"Yingying, look! Look! There's this! I haven't heard the sound of firecrackers for many years."
The so-called explosion sound comes from a special machine for frying popcorn. It is a sealed black boiler that is placed over a high fire and rolls while roasting.
The boiler is under high pressure. When the popcorn is fried, a loud "bang" sound will be heard when the boiler is depressurized.
It was like the sound of a cannon.
Not far away.
The popcorn vendor took the black boiler off the stove and put a long and large cloth bag on the outlet.
Jiang Nian knew at a glance that a bomb was about to be fired.
She hurriedly reminded Song Yingying.
"Yingying, cover your ears quickly! Cover your ears quickly."
How could Song Yingying, a city girl, understand these things?
Seeing that time was running out, Jiang Nian simply reached out and covered Song Yingying's ears, and the two hugged each other tightly.
Immediately following.
Bang--
The loud noise shocked the entire market.
Some people were cursing, some were happily joining in the fun, and a group of children were picking up the fried popcorn that had spilled on the ground.
Song Yingying had no idea what happened and she shivered in fear at the loud noise.
If Jiang Nian hadn't been holding her, she would have been frightened.
Seeing Song Yingying's slightly pale face, Jiang Nian smiled and comforted her.
"Don't be afraid, that's not a bomb, it's just popcorn coming out of the pot. Yingying, you watch the stall, I'll go over and buy some."
After Jiang Nian finished speaking, he squeezed into the crowd in the distance.
There are two ways to sell fried popcorn.
One is that customers bring their own rice, millet, and corn, and put them all into the boiler to make popcorn. The vendor will charge a production fee based on the amount of rice provided.
The other type is that the vendors grow their own rice and sell the finished product directly after processing.
Jiang Nian didn't bring any rice when he went out, and he didn't want to draw attention to taking it from the Lingbao space, so he just spent money to buy the finished product.
You can buy a big bag for just two cents.
In addition to popcorn popcorn, the stall also sold corn cobs, and Jiang Nian bought some.
It cost five taels of silver in total.
For Jiang Nian, this amount of consumption is just like no money spent.
…
After a while.
Jiang Nian is finally back.
In her hands, she was holding a bag of popcorn and a bag of corn sticks. After expanding, the food became very big and looked like there were a lot of them.
Song Yingying was stunned.
"Why so many?"
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