Reborn 1980 spoiling lucky wife

The 30 yuan given by Chen Mingyuan, after buying the materials, is not enough to buy a set of professional bowls for steaming bozai cakes.

I had to use these eating bowls for steaming. They are bigger and the price is higher.

"Are you here to borrow something again...?" Xu Liling couldn't help muttering, her face was not very good-looking.

Chen Sinian was also embarrassed, but the debt created by the original owner also belonged to her, and she had to bear it.

"If it's inconvenient, I'll find another way to disturb Li Ling." Chen Sinian laughed.

When she was about to leave, Xu Liling stopped her: "Wait. How many bowls do you want?"

"The more the better."

Xu Liling's face darkened: "You are welcome."

She walked into the room and brought some old-looking bowls: "There are some old bowls here, if you don't mind, you can use them first."

"Thank you Sister Liling! I'll wash it up and bring it to you tonight." Chen Sinian heaved a sigh of relief and took the bowl.

At this time, another neighbor came over and sneered strangely.

"Liling, are you lending something to Chen Sinian again? What if this fat pig is so hungry that you eat the bowl? Hahaha..."

Xu Liling was embarrassed, she didn't say anything, she just looked at Chen Sinian.

When Chen Sinian passed by the other party, she smiled politely and calmly.

"I don't need to worry about whether I eat the bowl or not. If you have time, you should take care of your own man. Don't let him go to some black disco. You haven't made enough fools last time, have you?"

Chen Sinian knew the woman who spoke, her name was Ma Li, and her husband was considered a high-paying group, but he was stuck with the saying that a man will turn bad when he is rich.

I don't stay at home for two or three days, and a few days ago, I even made a dancer's belly big, so she came to make trouble.

But Ma Li was completely ashamed, no one dared to say this in front of Ma Li, but Chen Sinian did.

She will tear anyone's face off who provokes her.

Ma Li's face was as ugly as if the palette had been overturned.

"Chen Sinian, who are you making fun of, fat old woman? Let's see if I don't tear up your stinky mouth today!"

"Come on, let's see whether you are stronger or I am stronger. As for your three-two-weight bones, I can break them with a slap!"

Chen Sinian stabbed, then ignored Ma Li's anger, took the bowl home, washed it, and prepared steamed rice pudding.

What to do with Ma Li, the most urgent thing is to make money.

Chen Sinian diligently brushed a layer of oil in the bowl, put in the cut fruits or raisins, poured in the flour paste, and steamed in the steamer for 15 minutes on high heat.

Repeat this three times, and add these bowls borrowed by Xu Liling, and once steamed, there will be fifteen bowls of rice cakes.

While steaming the bozai cake, Chen Sinian was not idle, and put the raw milk he bought into the pot to boil.

Pour an appropriate amount of black tea and boil for 2 minutes, then add condensed milk to adjust the sweetness, then use a bamboo colander to scoop out the tea leaves, and the delicious milk tea is complete.

In about an hour, Chen Sinian's bowl cake and milk tea were all made.

The milk tea was packed in the glass soda bottles that the original owner had saved on weekdays, and there were sixteen bottles in total.

A total of 45 bowl cakes were made.

Chen Sinian silently calculated the cost, and decided that such a big bozai cake should sell for [-] cents a piece, and as for the milk tea, it should sell for [-] cents a bottle.

If the business is good and all are sold out, the bozai cake can be sold for 13 yuan and the milk tea can be sold for [-] yuan. In just one day, you can earn back the capital.

The remaining materials are pure profit. If they are used up, they may earn 40 yuan.

Chen Sinian didn't even look at the three 40 yuan before, but to her now, it was a huge sum of money.

Chen Sinian found a basket, put the bowl cake and milk tea in it, and carried it to the hospital entrance with great effort.

I went back and forth to the hospital several times a day, and it was really too late in time. When I arrived at the hospital, it was almost dark.

Chen Sinian hastily turned over the lid of the basket, placed several bowl cakes and two bottles of milk tea one by one, and the simple booth was erected.

Seeing many street vendors looking at him, Chen Sinian asked with a smile.

"Comrade, Bozai cake and milk tea, do you want to try it? Bozai cake costs [-] cents a bottle, and a bottle of milk tea costs [-] cents."

The street vendor curled his lips and ignored Chen Sinian, but turned a little disgusted towards her.

In addition to Chen Sinian being fat and unattractive, it was also because Chen Sinian was in the catering business that he had a conflict with him.

Chen Sinian didn't get angry when she saw that the other party didn't show a good face.

Even street vendors are potential customers in the catering industry. If you don't try it, how will you know if it can open up the market.

Chen Sinian guarded the booth for about half an hour, and many people from the hospital came out one after another.

There are doctors and nurses, as well as patients supported by their family members, men, women and children.

Chen Sinian saw that there were more and more people, and followed other vendors, yelling at the top of their voices.

"Bozai cake, milk tea, fresh food just out of the oven, cheap and unique, come and try it, Bozai cake, milk tea, come and taste it..."

With the reform and opening up, the economy has gradually heated up, and people living in the city have a few dollars in their pockets to buy snacks.

Hearing Chen Sinian's clear and crisp yelling, looking at the colorful bowl cakes and the unheard of milk tea, many people gathered around.

Among them, the most are people who take their children out for a walk with a drip bottle.

"Girl, what is your thing?"

"Bozai cake."

"What is Bozai Cake?"

"It's a snack, sweet and sticky, with fruit inside, almost like jelly. But it's freshly steamed, healthier and more hygienic than jelly, comrade, do you want to buy one for your child? It only costs [-] cents, milk tea Fifty cents a bottle."

Although Chen Sinian was fat, and when he laughed, his face was crowded together, but his laughter was very contagious, and in the eyes of these people, he could hardly be regarded as simple and honest.

"Father, I want to eat this yellow one, it smells so good!" A child with a drip bottle hanging on it said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, Dad will buy it for you."

Sick children have the most right to speak, as soon as they act like a baby, parents will buy things immediately.

"Thirty cents a piece, right? Get one for my child, and ask for the yellow one."

The yellow one has a passion fruit flavor. Sick children have a loss of appetite, so it's best to eat something sour.

Chen Sinian took out a bamboo stick, drew a circle along the mouth of the bowl, poked it, picked up the bowl cake and handed it over.

"Would you like a bottle of milk tea, freshly brewed with fresh milk, healthy and nutritious."

The nutritional value of the milk tea she made is not comparable to the milk tea made with milk tea powder in later generations.

"no need."

After all, the snacks sold here by Chen Sinian are a bit expensive, for fifty cents a bottle of milk tea, you can buy three bottles of soda at the canteen.

Chen Sinian didn't force her, she put away the bowl, and put a new passion fruit cake on top.

"Father, I still want to eat it!" The child ate four or five mouthfuls, and he ate up such a big bozai cake.

The parents were surprised: "Didn't you complain that you have no appetite tonight and refuse to eat?"

The child replied truthfully: "Fat sister's bowl cake is sweet and sour, delicious..."

Most parents dote on their children, and when they heard their request, they immediately paid for another bowl cake, but Chen Sinian stopped them.

"Bozai cake is made of tapioca flour and cheng flour. It is difficult for sick children to digest. Why don't you try milk tea? It tastes good too."

Hearing what Chen Sinian said, the parents thought about it. When the child is sick, it is enough for him to eat enough and be happy.

"Then have a bottle of milk tea."

"You can only drink it here, I want to recycle the glass bottle."

Chen Sinian took the money, put the milk tea in a straw and handed it over.

The child only took a sip, his eyes lit up immediately, and he passed the habit over.

"Drink it well, and dad will drink it too."

The parents also took a sip and immediately smiled.

It's delicious!It's worth the fifty cents!
The aroma of milk and tea is mixed together, sweet and not greasy, how can there be such a delicious drink?
Seeing the father and son interacting like this, the people nearby also paid for bowl cakes or milk tea.

Chen Sinian was having fun while collecting the money. According to this speed, in another half an hour, today's goods will be sold out.

It's a pity that the law and order are not good these days. Chen Sinian's ideas are beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

She didn't wait until the food was sold out, but she waited for the God of Plague to find fault.