After the steamed buns are ready and out of the pot, Mrs. Feng will open the lid.
In fact, both Mr. Feng and Feng Zhiqiang looked at the pot curiously, wanting to see what the steamed buns looked like when they came out of the pot.
Mr. Feng said, "I'll do it, don't burn your hands."
Mrs. Feng smiled and said, "I wasn't so careful when opening the pot lid before."
Old Master Feng didn't say much, but insisted on going forward himself. It was okay if the heat burned him, but he didn't want to burn the old woman.
Whenever he thought of the old woman jumping into the river, he was still frightened and very scared.
I couldn't help but think of the past, feeling guilty and upset that I hadn't taken good care of his wife.
If the old woman really passed away, even if he was alive, it would be for his grandson, and he would be like a walking corpse.
So when I think about it, I feel scared and uncomfortable.
I wish I could be nicer to his wife now.
Fortunately, it’s still in time.
Looking at the old man's red eyes, Mrs. Feng also understood that he might have been scared before.
Her nose also felt sore.
I just hope that all the steamed buns I make can be sold, and any profit I can make is a good profit.
As long as she can make money, she has plenty of energy to make steamed buns.
She also has many tricks.
When Xinuo made those tricks for her, she remembered them all.
It was just my first time setting up a stall, so I was afraid that the steamed buns wouldn’t sell, so I didn’t dare make too many.
When Mr. Feng opened the lid of the pot, the heat dissipated and they saw the steamed buns in the pot clearly. They were all amazed.
Feng Zhiqiang said excitedly: "It looks good, really good, and it even has a shiny luster."
“It looks so good, I can’t help but want to eat it.”
It looked the same when it was made before, but it looks even better after being steamed.
With color and gloss.
However, despite saying so, the whole family was reluctant to eat it.
White flour is too expensive.
Mrs. Feng took out a small steamed bun and broke it open. "This is for tasting. Let's taste it and see how it tastes."
Only after they are sure of the taste and texture will they dare to set up a stall to sell steamed buns.
Even though she has never set up a stall to do business, Mrs. Feng knows that only when the food she cooks is delicious will she attract repeat customers.
If it doesn’t taste good, people who don’t understand will buy it once and won’t buy it again.
Feng Zhiqiang quickly put it in his mouth and chewed it. After a while, he said happily: "Grandma, this is delicious, really delicious, better than the steamed buns you made yesterday."
"Sister Xi Nuo is simply amazing. She knows so much."
When Mrs. Feng heard that the steamed buns were delicious, she felt relieved, but she still said seriously, "You can't tell your sister Xi Nuo what she said outside."
"Reputation changes when it's spread too much."
Feng Zhiqiang nodded and said, "I know this, but I won't tell anyone outside."
He also understood that Sister Xinuo didn't want people to regard her as a child prodigy.
Old Mrs. Feng understood her grandson's temperament, so she felt relieved.
But he still gave a few instructions.
The steamed buns were fine and looked delicious, which made the old man and the old lady feel relieved.
They got a clean grate, covered it with a clean white cloth, put the steamed buns on it, and took them to the dock to sell.
Although Mr. Feng was worried, he still went fishing in a boat.
Old Mrs. Feng and Feng Zhiqiang set up a stall to sell steamed buns.
Both of them were a little nervous and worried.
They put the steamed buns in place. It was already dawn and there were many people coming and going at the dock.
No one stopped in front of their stall to look.
Didn't even ask.
Old Mrs. Feng was anxious.
"Will no one buy our steamed buns?"
"I spent dozens of coins to buy noodles!"
Feng Zhiqiang gritted his teeth and said, "Grandma, let me yell and see."
Feng Zhiqiang didn't care about anything else and began to shout loudly with all his courage: "Selling steamed buns, selling steamed buns, steamed buns with fancy patterns, both beautiful and delicious, and there are also steamed buns for children, everyone come and have a look..."
Feng Zhiqiang is handsome and sunny, with a loud voice. His voice is very loud at the bustling dock.
People nearby heard it and couldn't help but come over to take a look.
Even if someone didn't intend to buy steamed buns, they would come over to take a look and see what kind of steamed buns were good.
When I came over to take a look, I saw the colorful steamed buns with various patterns placed in the grate, which looked very beautiful.
"Are these steamed buns?"
They had never seen steamed buns like this before.
It looks good, and it's really rare.
"They look really nice. I didn't expect you guys made steamed buns. This one is in the shape of a goldfish, and this one is in the shape of a puppy."
A little kid saw this and tugged at his mother's hand, saying, "Mom, I want this, this!"
When children see such beautiful things, they naturally want them.
A woman asked, "Is this steamed bun of yours delicious?"
The old lady didn't expect so many people to come at once. She was a little nervous and said with a slight stutter, "Don't worry, it's... delicious."
Feng Zhiqiang could hear his grandmother's stuttering voice, and fearing that it was not convincing enough, he quickly explained with a smile: "Auntie, don't worry, my grandmother has been making steamed buns for decades. It's a skill that she has practiced for decades. Everyone who has eaten my grandmother's steamed buns says they are delicious."
Feng Zhiqiang speaks cheerfully and sincerely, and he is also handsome, so it is easy for people to believe what he says.
"How much is one?"
"Two cents each."
"These steamed buns are so expensive. It's not as cost-effective as eating rice."
"Forget it, let's go back and eat rice."
Feng Zhiqiang was also panicked when he heard this. He watched someone leave and said anxiously, "Auntie, we are all doing small business, and the price of white flour is expensive..."
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