This was Song Kexia's first time selling things. To be honest, she felt a little panicked and scared.
Other vendors set up small stalls, and customers coming and going patronized their businesses.
She carried a basket, and if she didn't ask people to buy, no one would know that she was selling things.
Forget it, she just went for it.
She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Delicious big meat buns, fragrant and delicious braised pork buns, mother-in-law and aunt, grandpa and uncle, freshly-cooked braised pork buns, nutritious and delicious, let's eat braised pork buns for breakfast..."
She was a young and beautiful girl selling buns, which already attracted attention.
What's more, her voice was so soft and sweet that everyone who heard it looked over.
But no one is willing to buy it.
No one knows her.
The people who sell breakfast here have been doing business for a long time and the quality is guaranteed.
Song Kexia shouted for almost ten minutes until her voice became hoarse, but she didn't get any business. She felt embarrassed and a little discouraged.
This was not what she had imagined.
Such delicious buns, she thought that after setting up the stall, they would either be snatched up by everyone or at least not be difficult to sell.
But who would have thought that after such a long time, she hadn't sold a single bun.
She was no longer in the mood to hawk her wares. She hung her head and watched the people coming and going.
A young man came over and asked, "Comrade, do you sell buns?"
There is business coming to the door.
Song Kexia immediately raised her head and looked at the young man with a smile.
"Yes, we have braised pork buns, 12 cents each, and string bean buns, 7 cents each. Do you want some?"
When the people next to her heard this, they thought the meat buns were a bit expensive. Others sold them for one cent, but hers was two cents more expensive than others.
The young man was dazzled by her smile and stared at her blankly.
"Two meat buns."
Song Kexia wrapped two meat buns in oil paper and handed them to him. Seeing that he was still staring at her, she coughed lightly and said, "A total of 24 cents."
The young man woke up as if from a dream, searched his pocket and took out twenty-five cents.
Song Kexia took the money swiftly and gave him a penny in change.
The young man looked at the warm smile on her face and suddenly blushed.
Although he also knew that Song Kexia's smile did not have any special meaning.
But she smiled at herself, and her smile was so beautiful.
"Did you make this bun?"
"Yes, I made it. You can try it. My cooking skills are not bad."
The young man took out a bun and took a big bite.
As soon as he took a bite, he could taste the rich aroma of meat and the gravy. His eyes lit up and he started chewing quickly.
He ate one, then another, and finished all the buns in his hand, then took out another fifty cents.
"Comrade, three more meat buns and two more vegetable buns, please."
"OK."
Song Kexia put the buns into an oil-paper bag and handed it to him.
"A bun with beans on top is a bean bun."
"Okay, I understand."
With the young man leading the way, more people soon came to buy buns.
She didn't bring many buns to begin with, and they were all sold out in less than half an hour, so she had to close her stall.
She ran to the station to find Wang Guihua and saw that their buns were almost sold out.
Wang Guihua was very excited. "I didn't expect the buns to sell so well. We should make more."
Those who were worried yesterday are now happy to do business.
Song Kexia smiled and said, "Once the stove is ready, we'll make more."
Wang Guihua smiled and said, "Doing business really can make money. No wonder so many people are willing to take risks to do business."
"The government's control over businesses is not as strict now. Who knows, maybe we'll be able to open a shop and do business in the future."
"Look at how well you talk, you're even opening a shop. How can such a good thing happen?"
What she saw in her dream was that in a few years, everyone would really be able to open their doors and do business.
But she didn't plan to tell them about this now.
"We've almost sold out. Let's close the stall. I have to go buy some meat."
Wang Guihua knew that the meat was hard to get, so she said, "Okay, then go quickly, Lao Si, go with your little sister, and help carry the things when the time comes.
I'll sell all the buns in a little while and go home to pack up my things. You can pick them up when you get back."
"Okay." Song Kexia looked at Li Fangliang, "Fourth brother, let's go."
Song Kexia took Li Fangliang to the grocery counter. There were so many people in front of the pork stall that she couldn't squeeze in at all.
Song Kexia looked at Li Fangliang worriedly, "Fourth brother, please protect me."
Li Fangliang looked at the crowded crowd, then looked at Song Kexia, and reluctantly made way for her.
These aunties and sisters who were buying groceries were so strong that they almost crushed him.
Li Fangliang struggled immensely and finally squeezed in front of the counter.
Song Kexia desperately handed over the money and meat coupons, "I want to buy meat, three pounds of pork belly."
The butcher at the counter took one look at her, took the meat ticket from her hand, cut three pounds of beautiful pork belly for her, and helped her tie it up.
Song Kexia took the meat with a smile, but before she could say thank you, she was pushed aside by the anxious lady.
Li Fangliang grabbed the person and pulled her out of the crowd with difficulty.
“It’s so hard to eat meat.”
Song Kexia turned around and took a look. "Who said it wasn't? Fortunately, we bought some meat."
She put the meat into the basket that Li Fangliang was carrying.
Li Fangliang asked her, "Are we going back?"
"It's still early. I haven't bought anything yet."
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