Gu Yanzhang has been extremely happy since he became an apprentice.

Gu Yanzhang is a man with a quick mind. Since he mastered the core technology of making buns, he has started to think and innovate.

Sometimes, he would make the buns into triangles. Sometimes, he would make them into ellipses.

Sometimes, he would make the buns into the shape of a fish.

No matter what shape he made the buns into, the folds on the buns were particularly beautiful.

The steamed buns also tasted particularly good.

After the steamers at home had accumulated three or four hundred hot buns, Gu Yanzhang thought of a way and went to his village chief to borrow a donkey cart.

After making a simple hot stove and putting all the seven large steamers on it, he took his father, Gu Dazhu and Erzhu and went directly to Tongzhen.

Seeing them leave, Chen Xuanxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She had planned a few days ago that their family would make money by selling buns.

The seven black steamers, which looked like they had been used for more than ten years, were the cheap ones she bought for one cent on the Qiehehe app.

These steamers were made of bamboo inside and out.

As soon as she got this thing, she was thinking about how to make the best use of resources.

Such good things, if used properly, can make a lot of money for the family.

Therefore, Chen Xuanxuan put all her thoughts of making money into making buns.

Now, Gu Yanzhang and his friends are taking the hot buns to Tongzhen to sell, which can be regarded as the first step in a long journey.

In fact, Chen Xuanxuan didn't want to be so troublesome about making money.

But she had long realized that she had to make money in this way.

Because simply selling those vegetables is too much of a loss.

Pumpkins at three cents a pound, sauerkraut at two cents a pound, pickled vegetables and kimchi, these things seem to be easy to sell. But these things are limited.

Once they are sold, they are gone.

Their family now has only more than 400 kilograms of vegetables left for the winter. If she continues to sell like this, she will have nothing to eat in the winter.

But if she uses her brain and processes the fruits and vegetables and makes them into buns, the loss rate of the vegetables at home will be greatly reduced.

In this way, she can eat vegetables in the winter and make a lot of money.

...

Gu Yanzhang and his group of four went directly to Tongzhen.

Tongzhen is actually quite large, with well-developed transportation and official roads. There are a lot of pedestrians coming and going. Even outside the city, there are many businessmen.

Gu Yanzhang stopped at the south gate of Tongzhen and prepared to rest for a while.

As soon as he stopped, an old face immediately noticed him.

This person opened a tung oil shop and a small restaurant in the town. During this period, he also bought pickled cabbage from his family frequently.

When he saw Gu Yanzhang coming today, he actually pulled a donkey cart.

There was an earthen stove on the cart, and a big iron pot on top of the stove.

The big iron pot was full of black things that he didn't recognize.

Out of great curiosity, he couldn't help but go over.

"Gu family kid, what are you playing with today? This thing of yours seems to be a steamer, right?..."

Before Gu Yanzhang could speak, he looked at him strangely, "When I looked at it from a distance just now, I didn't recognize these steamers. I don't want to say anything to you, but your steamer really needs to be washed carefully. Why is it so black?"

Gu Yanzhang raised his hand, touched his head, and smiled embarrassedly.

How could he not have these habits with this thing?

He has used an old loofah bag to scrub it vigorously for dozens of times these days. But the black stuff on the steamer can't be rubbed off.

He had already seen clearly that these things were antiques from decades ago. It was also difficult for his wife to take them out from her parents' home.

Thinking that these things can still be used no matter what, and if you go to buy new ones, it will still cost seventy or eighty cents, Gu Yanzhang said with a smile.

"Oh, Boss Yan, we are a small family, and we are very poor. We are reluctant to throw away these antiques passed down from our ancestors. Don't look at them because they are black, the buns made with them are indeed very delicious. Although we are not particularly particular, we are in the food business and we pay the most attention to cleanliness, hygiene, nutrition and health."

"Boss Yan, you can take a closer look. In fact, these black and shiny things are the batter that has been passed down from generation to generation in our family... These are the ones that our family used to make buns on the steamer every day, and they were slowly ground out."

"..."

Seeing Gu Yanzhang's face full of glory, Boss Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "You said your ancestors made buns?"

Gu Yanzhang laughed foolishly, then he uncovered the steamer on the top and took out two buns with unique shapes that looked like beautiful flowers.

"Boss Yan, how is our bun craftsmanship? You will know after you try it."

"Today is also the first day for our family to do this business. I hope you can give us a favor. Take a look at the buns I made with my own hands. Do they suit your taste..."

Boss Yan is a person who opened a small restaurant. He believes that no one in the food business within a ten-mile radius can really catch his eye.

However, seeing the two uniquely shaped buns in the bowl in front of him, he hesitated for a moment and took the chopsticks from Gu Yanzhang.

As soon as he took the first bite, he felt that the buns, which were red with black inside, were soft and had an inexplicable sweetness.

When he bit into the filling, he tasted a sweetness.

"Are these buns filled with pumpkin?"

Gu Yanzhang nodded heavily, "Yes, Boss Yan, if you don't like sweet food, there are sauerkraut buns in this bowl! The sauerkraut in these sauerkraut buns is all made by our family. It's sour and spicy, especially appetizing, and very delicious..."

Hearing him say this, Boss Yan, who likes to eat their sauerkraut very much, drooled.

After he put down the pumpkin bun, he picked up the sauerkraut bun directly.

When he took a bite, the oily soup inside gushed out all at once.

Boss Yan himself did not expect that this bun looked inconspicuous, but it was soft, sour and spicy, and especially delicious.

The bun was not big, and he and his wife finished it.

After eating the sauerkraut bun, he finished the previous pumpkin bun.

"Not bad." Boss Yan nodded.