Stinky tofu is selling like hot cakes

The Shen brothers and sisters, who were extremely confident in their stinky tofu and candied pears, set up a stall at the market, hung up a sign, and started their business for the day as soon as the factory workers got off work.

People passed by on bicycles one after another. Shen Roujiao widened her eyes anxiously, staring at Shen Tianyou who was standing in front of the stall.

His face flushed red, his lips were tightly pursed, his hands were twisted together behind his back, and he turned to look at his little sister for help.

"Brother, you can do it." Shen Roujiao raised her fist and tried hard.

"Brother, no!" Shen Tianyou smiled awkwardly, teasing his third brother, "Hurry up, stop dawdling like a little girl."

"Shen Tiannan, you've eaten too, why do you let me be the only one to shout?" The fourth brother pointed at the third brother, very unconvinced.

"Isn't that because you have a nice voice? I'm telling you, what kind of low-pitched person are you?"

"It's a subwoofer. Brother, you have to be able to do it today. There are more and more people here. If you can't sell a few hundred yuan worth of stinky tofu, I will put it by your bed so that you can fall asleep by smelling it."

Shen Roujiao blinked fiercely at her fourth brother, and Shen Tianyou's expression gradually became distorted. Recalling the smell that rushed out when the brine tank was opened, he also felt that he had to be able to do it, no matter if he couldn't or not.

The main thing is that if he falls into the bed, Dad will beat him to death.

"You're not looking for a partner anyway, and you don't have anyone to care about. What's there to be afraid of as a single person?" The third brother knows how to comfort people.

His shout completely relieved Shen Tianyou of his burden.

The 1.79-meter-tall, skinny Fourth Brother turned around, wiped his hair with one hand, and cleared his throat in a serious manner, taking a deep breath.

"I will travel from south to north, so as not to let myself down.

I will go on from day to night, and it will be a loss if it doesn't come to me.

You ask why tofu smells so bad. The smellier it is, the more nutritious it tastes.

An exclusive secret recipe, even the God of Cookery would say it’s extraordinary.

Don’t miss it if you pass by, it’s 10 yuan for 10 yuan, 10 yuan for 10 yuan.”

The pronunciation is clear, the words are powerful, and the characters are round and melodious. It is the standard broadcasting tone and the result of Shen Roujiao's half-hour special training.

This unique shouting, with the help of the subwoofer, had a great effect in attracting customers. Several girls who had just walked past were attracted back by the bass voice, and the first portion of syrupy pears was sold.

This wave of operations stunned the surrounding stall owners, and they all praised Shen Tianyou.

"Hey boy, your voice sounds like the one on the radio."

"I didn't expect you to have this talent. You have such a good voice. Why didn't you say anything before?"

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The uncle praised him, the aunt praised him, and in the praises, Shen Tianyou gradually lost himself and felt more and more at his best. The shouts came one after another, and more and more people gathered in front of the stall.

Those who dare to try something new have already placed an order.

When Shen Roujiao was frying stinky tofu, the people around her covered their noses. When they saw the diners enjoying the food, they couldn't help but ask, "You are eating so happily, are you acting?"

One cent a serving is really not cheap.

Not to mention that I have never eaten it, I have never even seen it. What if it tastes bad, what if it is so smelly that I can't eat it, then this dime will be wasted.

Therefore, there are always more people looking at it than buying it.

Shen Tianhua, who was standing nearby, was already feeling anxious, with a look of worry on his face. He had prepared a lot of ingredients today, and what would he do if he couldn't sell them?

He unconsciously looked at the younger sister, who looked calm and not at all flustered; then he looked at the fourth brother, who was shouting very hard. Shen Tianhua's heart, which had been hanging in the air, fell back into his stomach, and he regained his strength.

The turning point did not appear until two people appeared in the crowd.

Some people are born to attract attention, and these two people happen to be: Zhang Qingjie and Wang Li.

Wang Li's face is eye-catching in itself, and she is from the factory's art troupe. She has an aura with her whenever she goes out, and it is hard not to be noticed. The other one, Zhang Qingjie, is a master of pretense, and because his family conditions allow, he has always been at the forefront of the times.

Just look, when he went home on the weekend, he changed his hairstyle to a trendy one, which brought his looks to a higher level. He walked with confidence and handsomeness, and he was really a good match for Wang Li.

The crowd formed a circle and automatically opened a gap facing the stall. Zhang Qingjie and Wang Li consciously filled the gap and all eyes were focused on them.

"Boss, is this the legendary juicy stinky tofu?" Zhang Qingjie hadn't been here for two days, but he had heard from two of his friends about the sign hanging on the stall.

"Brother Zhang, hello. In addition to stinky tofu, there are also candied pears. Do you want to try them?"

Zhang Qingjie turned his head away, wanting Wang Li to make the decision, but Wang Li's eyes were already attracted by the food and she didn't hear their conversation at all.

"Two of each!"

"Okay."

"You two sit here." The fourth brother brought a stool and placed it in a prominent position in front of the stall.

"Those two shouts are pretty good!" Zhang Qingjie heard the shouts from a distance, walked in to see, and realized it was the boss's brother.

"I learned it specially." Shen Tianyou answered casually, then bent down and moved the two mats closer together.

Zhang Qingjie walked over and patted Shen Tianyou on the shoulder with a subtle smile on his face.

When the fried stinky tofu was served, Wang Li didn't move her chopsticks. She stared at Zhang Qingjie with her eyes downcast, making him nervous and confused. It took him a long time to react and he asked stutteringly, "Well, let me try it first?!"

After hearing this, Wang Li's eyes widened and she nodded at him. Zhang Qingjie somehow thought of the Pekingese dog in his mother's arms, which also looked so well-behaved that people couldn't help but want to touch it. When they looked at each other again, his face turned red all the way to his neck.

"Hey, hey, hey, why don't you stay still for a while and let me try it for you." Qi Nanhua appeared with Xu Shan in his car. These two friends came over at the right time to stir up trouble.

"Take it!"

They were not polite at all. They took what they were told to take and ate what they were told to eat. They even made up words while eating, giving the feeling of a live food show.

"Square and round." After taking a bite, Qi Nanhua was so hot that he slurped it up. "Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside." He chewed it slowly, and it was delicious. "It's salty and refreshing. It's really fragrant."

Xu Shan saw Qi Nanhua's exaggerated expression and didn't believe it at first. He couldn't wait to grab a piece of it with chopsticks. The fried crispy skin absorbed the soup and burst instantly. It was crispy but not mushy, tender but not greasy. Before he could swallow it, he saw Qi Nanhua raised his thumb and praised him vigorously, "Don't mention it, this thing is really delicious."

Hearing the two people singing in unison, Wang Li was the first one who couldn't help it. The beautiful girl picked up a piece, took a look, put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly. She didn't say anything, but the surprise and satisfaction on her face said it all.

Zhang Qingjie couldn't sit still any longer, so he squeezed next to Qi Nanhua, snatched the chopsticks from his hand, and stuffed a piece of food into his mouth.

He had heard from his brothers in the army, "There is a kind of tofu in the south that is black and smells terrible, but tastes so good that it makes you drool. I ate it once and still remember it. What a pity! We don't have it here."

If Wang Li had not been there, he would have tried hard to maintain his handsome image and would have eaten both portions.

Because of these people, the previous onlookers and doubts turned into a large-scale real-life scene. You had one, he had one, and the stall was crowded with people, making it lively for the whole night.

Seeing that the young boss was very busy, Zhang Qingjie did not go forward to disturb him. He ordered a few more servings and sent away the two friends who were affecting his performance.

He took one portion himself and sat next to Wang Li, watching the beautiful woman eat politely. She was so beautiful that even the way she ate was pleasing to the eye.

Wang Li felt a little embarrassed by being stared at, and said to Zhang Qingjie in a sweet voice, "You should eat too! Why are you just looking at me?"

Be obedient, especially obedient.

I really didn't dare to look at it anymore. The two of them quietly immersed themselves in the food. After a while, Zhang Qingjie whispered, "My brother is coming back and will come to the factory to see me. He wants to see you. Do you want to see him?"

Wang Li, who had just taken a bite of the pear, was choked and speechless. She was not stupid, so how could she not understand what Zhang Qingjie meant? Everyone in the factory knew that Zhang Qingjie was pursuing her, but she had not agreed and would not agree.

She won't be a factory worker forever.

These words were said by Wang Li’s mother.

Her parents were both teachers and intellectuals who had suffered a lot. Wang Li was also implicated and was assigned to such a remote factory.

Right now, her parents have returned to Xiaonanchuan City and are trying to use their connections to transfer Wang Li back to the city. At this juncture, she will not fall in love with Zhang Qingjie.

Even though she thought being a worker was pretty good and that Zhang Qingjie was a nice guy, she didn't dare disobey when she thought of her mother.

"Qingjie, can I not see you?"

As expected, it was just as he expected.

Zhang Qingjie was lost for about two seconds, then he recovered and said, "If you don't want to see him, then don't see him. My brother is quite fierce, and I'm afraid he will scare you." This was not an exaggeration.

In fact, he didn't want his brother to see her.

Zhang Qing was nicknamed "Wild Brother" by the military. He was an expert in field training. All the soldiers he trained were afraid of him. However, this imposing, bold and careful Wild Brother was a true brother-indulging demon.

Since his parents were busy with work, Zhang Qingjie grew up following Zhang Qingjun. If Zhang Qingjie hadn't beaten someone that year and missed the opportunity to join the army, which made his father angry enough, he wouldn't have been thrown here.

Fortunately, Zhang Qingjie is an optimist, like a grass seed, he will sprout wherever he is thrown, and he can get along well and eat well wherever he goes. He also met his dream lover who is like a fairy here.

Before, he couldn’t get a date with the girl.

Recently, because of the appearance of the young boss and her good cooking skills, Wang Li actually agreed to go out with him. It was really a surprise. He woke up laughing in his dreams several times. He didn't dare to have any more improper thoughts.

When she was sending Wang Li back to her dormitory, she asked apologetically, "You're not angry, are you?"

"No. I'm so generous." Zhang Qingjie stretched out his arms and drew a nearly two-meter-long heart, which made Wang Li laugh. "Take this up and let them taste it."

Zhang Qingjie is a man of his time. He never neglects the people around his goddess when pursuing her. He also bought two boxes for Wang Li's roommate. All those good reviews were bribed in this way.

Meanwhile, Shen's stall was selling like hot cakes; stinky tofu, pears in syrup, and skewers of fragrant seafood accounted for most of the market's turnover that night.

The third and fourth brothers took turns shouting, and the eldest brother and the youngest sister were so tired that their calves were shaking. They didn't even have a short break and were busy from beginning to end.

I had just sat down and hadn't even had the water in my mouth when I saw Zhang Qingjie riding his bicycle and rushing towards me.

He parked his 28-inch bicycle next to his horse, squatted down, and looked at Shen Roujiao at eye level, with a big puzzlement written on his forehead, "Little boss, how come you can even do this?"

This question kept turning over in his mind all night.

These are things that are not available in the county town or the city, and are delicacies that can only be found in the south. How could a girl from Shangling Township learn these skills?

Also, the Chuan Chuan Xiang that he had never heard of, the endless slogans, and the advertising slogans written on the noodles bags all made Zhang Qingjie deeply suspicious.

He suspected that the young boss in front of him was not a local at all, nor was he the ordinary person he saw.