Ma Xiaofeng also took a bite and found that Zhao Ping'er was right. The taste was really different.

Zhao Yuner had eaten the steamed stuffed buns she had made before, so she remembered the taste,

MA Xiaofeng frowned deeper and said to Zhao Ping'er, "sister Ping'er, there's no reason. I made it according to your mother's method ···"

"what's the matter?" Zhao pinger asked in a puzzled way.

"Sister Ping'er, is there something wrong with the method your mother gave me?"

"No, how can my mother help Zhao yun'er do it? Now how can I teach us? It can't be wrong!" Zhao pinger's eyebrows were also twisted together, and she felt that there would be no possibility that Ma Xiaofeng said.

Ma Xiaofeng felt very strange, "what's the matter with that? Anyway, I'll do it according to your mother's words!"

"This ·"

Zhao Pinger is a little shaken. Whether her mother taught her wrong or Ma Xiaofeng didn't learn it right? Anyway, she didn't make the delicious taste Zhao Yuner ate.

It's good now. If it's still like this in the future, the taste is not as good as Zhao Yuner's, and I don't know whether it can be sold. After all, there are many breakfast stalls in Yangcheng. If the taste is not good enough, many people will not like to buy it.

Zhao pinger was worried when he left. After tasting other breakfast, he always felt that the taste was worse.

After a while, the street gradually more people.

However, Zhao yun'er's stall, as if no one saw it, no one came.

Zhao Ping'er seemed very anxious and said in front of Ma Xiaofeng, "Xiaofeng, why didn't anyone come here to buy it! What can we do? We can't sell our breakfast, right

This is what Ma Xiaofeng is worried about at this time.

No one came here. Today's income is zero. If you can't earn a few Wen or more, what's the significance of working hard every day!

"Sister Ping'er, is it because we have just come to set up a stall, and people don't know, so no one comes to buy it. Otherwise, you stand and yell a few times, and someone will come over!" Ma Xiaofeng proposed.

After hearing Ma Xiaofeng's words, Zhao pinger thinks it's very reasonable to let her yell, but Zhao pinger feels that he can't shout.

So many people, she yelled, sure people are looking at her side, how sorry.

After tangled for a while, to Ma Xiaofeng way, "Xiaofeng, or you shout a few chants, I don't know what to shout!"

Ma Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Ping'er very speechless, and said to Zhao Ping'er, "sister Ping'er, why can't you do it that way? I'll do the work, but I can't yell, do I have to yell? What's so hard about it? Just yell at people to sell breakfast and steamed stuffed buns

Ma Xiaofeng is really a little angry at the moment. Seeing Zhao pinger pushing all the things on her, she is a little angry.

"Good, good, Xiaofeng, don't be angry. Can't I shout?" Seeing Ma Xiaofeng's gloomy face, Zhao pinger said something quickly.

Ma Xiaofeng did not say anything, as if still angry.

Originally, she was depressed because of the bad business. As a result, Zhao pinger was angry with her. It was strange that she was not depressed.

Zhao Ping'er stood in front of the stall and brazenly began to shout.

"Sell breakfast, sell breakfast!"

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