Chapter 3

"What are you going to do?" She asked Zhong Chun.

"The skin is peeled and sold in the market. The meat is dried to make bacon."

"No way."

Song Xijiao denied, "this is not cost-effective, we need to fine processing, in order to sell a good price, to maximize the interests of goods."

She stood up and said to Zhongchun, "let me deal with the bamboo rat meat to ensure that you earn a basin full of body waves." She thought about it for a long time. She planned to treat the meat into a way of eating rabbit cold and make it into barbecue string by string.

A week later, song Xijiao came to the market with her prepared things. This is a busy pedestrian street. At a glance, there are all kinds of fruits, fruits, food, clothing and fresh gadgets. In such a prosperous street, the distribution of stalls is extremely exquisite. Good stalls can make you enjoy the market, while the bad ones can only be cold and quiet.

She walked around the pedestrian street and found a fairly good empty position. Just as she was going to clean up and sit down on the stall, she suddenly had an idea. She pulled a guy nearby and asked, "do you know where the county yamen is?

Although the assistant was confused, she still pointed out the direction for her. Song Xijiao then turned to the County Yamen and came out with a volume of documents after entering the Yamen.

When she got the document, she went back to the stall with peace of mind. She put the bamboo mouse meat on the table and began to sell it. After a while, a group of people gathered around to watch. Although there were many people, most of them were for pointing and whispering in front of the stall. Although people had eaten the meat of bamboo rat, it was the first time to see that the meat was dressed as a stick.

After a while, Zhongchun also came with the chestnut. Chestnut stood beside him and looked curiously.

Seeing that people were skeptical about the new dishes, song Xijiao remembered that when she came over, she saw a lot of children playing and playing in a nearby alley, making a lot of noise.

Thinking of this, she pulled the chestnuts over. He picked two bunches of meat and said to him, "chestnut, take these two bunches of meat to the alley, let the children have a taste, and tell them to bring their parents to buy if they like. Such a big string, only three knives.

"But," the chestnut did not understand: "this is the rat meat that we have worked hard to beat, why should we give them to eat?"

"Ah," Song Xijiao said, "you don't understand this. You can't bear the children. You have to trust your mother. After a while, their parents will bring them to buy them."

Although he was still puzzled, he nodded obediently and ran carefully into the alley with two strings of bamboo rat meat, protecting the meat kebab for fear of falling to the ground.

Song Xijiao looks at the chestnut far away from her back and nods with satisfaction. Turning her head, she finds Zhongchun's eyes burning at herself. She was seen guilty and quickly moved her eyes.

"Look what I'm doing. There's no dirt on my face."

"No The man replied shallowly, "but," he stares at her directly and says with a smile: "you think this is very wonderful."

Song Xijiao smiles at him. She didn't intend to let the children pay for the meat kebabs. Unexpectedly, Nan Zhongchun can understand his careful thinking.

Soon, a little fat man took a middle-aged woman to the stall, pointed to the meat kebab with his eyes shining and yelled to his mother: "my mother will buy this for me, I want it!"

Although the middle-aged woman was reluctant, she spoiled her son and asked the price with a straight face.

"Three knives, it's too expensive." She quipped her mouth. "This kebab is just a little bit of meat. Who can eat it?"

However, although the middle-aged woman swearing, she still reluctantly took out the money to buy four strings of rat meat and handed it to the drooling child.

But she turned and muttered, "don't tell me. The meat is delicious, but it's too expensive."

Song Xijiao snickered.

After a while, Lu continued to have children and parents to buy meat kebabs. Although the price was expensive, they were all full of praise after eating. Soon, song Xijiao's meat kebabs had already sold out.

Although some of the onlookers didn't buy them, there were many people watching. They surrounded the stall for three floors and three floors outside. Xijiao, taking advantage of their herd mentality, simply jumped to the stool next to her and yelled: "don't miss passing by. Bamboo rat meat kebabs can nourish yin, nourish lung, beautify and beautify your face. It will stop when it is sold out!" She had a good reason to coax those spectators into a daze, many people believed it.

What's more, he said, "she's the eldest lady of the Song family. It looks like it's eaten by the rich. Who of us has seen this? Give me another two and let me have a taste of the rich. "

In this way, more and more people came over, and more and more people were willing to pay for the three knives to buy a bunch of things belonging to the "rich people". Song Xijiao was busy happily, smiling brightly. At the same time, he winked at Lizi and Zhongchun, and his face was full of pride: look, I'm smart.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp female voice in the crowd. A middle-aged woman with a plump figure and a face full of flesh came over with a kitchen knife. People who had been surrounded by three floors were scattered in a hurry to leave a way for the woman who did not seem to be easy to provoke.Xijiao listened to other people whispering: "isn't this widow Li from the meat factory? What evil wind has brought her here today. "

"Hush, you can keep your voice down. Widow Li is not easy to be provoked. If she is upset, the kitchen knife will greet you."

Widow Wang is famous in the market for her shrewdness and shrewdness. People don't have a common sense of women. If they look at her, they make her three points.

Song Xijiao saw a ball like figure coming towards her. Before she could see who was coming, she was blocked by Zhong Chun's thick body, and she was moved. Although he and the man in front of him did not have any real couple's reality and feelings, but such behavior made her feel good for him.

"Sister Li, what's the matter with you?" Zhong Chun didn't look so timid to others. He asked without expression. Although the other party was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, his voice did not tremble at all.

He was so calm and tall that he bluffed widow Li. She instinctively stepped back. Her fat body trembled for three times, but soon returned to her previous ferocious appearance. She scolded song Xijiao: "I still want to ask you. I want to ask you to rob my stall and sell bamboo rat meat. I warn you to get out of here. However, my knife does not have eyes, and I will greet who I see."

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