I, the fox clan, Arita!

Daqing Dynasty, Changwu 21st year, Pingliang County, Dingchun Town.

Today is the market in Dingchun Township. The market is held every five days. The villagers from the nearby villages come to the market early every day.

Lingshu rushed from Yanjia Village to the town before dawn. He was in the ox cart of Uncle Liu from the same village, and he also came with his eldest brother, sister-in-law and a pair of children from his family.

The stalls in the market are all set up on the street, and whoever occupies the stall site first will own it. Every time there is a market in Dingchun Town, there are probably hundreds of stalls in the three streets, and the sounds of yelling and bargaining, A noisy scene.

The market sells everything, including cloth and clothes, chicken, duck, fish, vegetables and fruits, all kinds of snacks made by the farmers themselves, steamed buns, steamed buns and pastries, gadgets for children, furs from the north, tea from the south, Dazzling to see.

The Lingshu family occupied a corner stall early on, and set up a wooden table together with their eldest brother Yan Dachuan. This table is also very novel, divided into upper and lower parts. This is what Lingshu specially asked the carpenter in the village to order. Compared with ordinary tables, this kind of table does not take up much space, and it is convenient to pull it to the town with a bullock cart.

Lingshu's sister-in-law Chen Lanzhi shook out a piece of clean linen cloth and spread it on the table, then took a newly made flat-bottomed bamboo dustpan and put it on, and spread a smaller piece of linen cloth on it. Take out the same snack that will be sold today from the basket.

This pastry is not special, it is rice cake, steamed with rice milk, but this rice cake is different from others, this rice cake is white and tender, cut into rhombus, almost a small piece of one inch square, There is also a red interlayer in the middle, which is pleasing to look at.

Lingshu took out a small clay pot from the basket she brought home, and took a small bamboo spoon with a slender handle. The small spoon was only the size of a little finger, and it was very delicate. Hawthorn sauce, put the hawthorn sauce on the rice cake one by one.

The hawthorn sauce is red and has a crystal texture, and the rice cake looks very delicious immediately.

Lingshu was still busy ordering hawthorn sauce, and he had already attracted several people to stand in front of the booth. The family should be the first to come. An aunt was holding a little boy in her arms, followed by a young woman. Man holding a little girl by the hand.

The aunt asked, "How do you sell this cake?"

Ling Shu replied with a smile: "One penny is two yuan, don't think it's expensive, you will know after eating, here are some pastries to try, everyone can try it."

Ling Shu was wearing the most common linen gown, but it was washed clean, because the hair hadn't grown long, which was strange, and a turban was wrapped around his head, and his small face was white and tender, extremely handsome, and looked amazing. He looks like a country boy, but more like the young master of a rich family.

Especially a pair of smart eyes, with the corners of the eyes slightly raised, smiling like a little fox, full of joy, just looking at it makes people feel good.

As Lingshu was talking, he asked his sister-in-law to bring out a bowl, which contained rice cakes cut into the size of a finger belly, and each piece was dipped in a little bit of hawthorn sauce.

Lingshu handed the aunt a slender bamboo stick, "Let your little brother try it too, it doesn't cost money."

The aunt and her daughter-in-law had heard that such a small rice cake cost one penny for two yuan, which was too expensive. You must know that other rice cakes in this market are bigger than this one, and you can buy four yuan for one penny. But after listening to it now, you can taste it for free, who doesn’t want to take advantage of it?

The aunt couldn't help but took the bamboo stick, and ate a small piece first, only to find that the taste was soft and chewy. The red sauce was sweet and sour, and I couldn't stop drooling as soon as I took it , It's really different from others!

The aunt hurriedly tasted a piece for her little grandson, and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

The little boy finished eating the jam cake in his mouth, and the glutton was completely hooked. He stretched out his hand towards the tasting bowl and shouted: "More! More! I want more!"

"This...can I try it again?" the aunt asked Lingshu.

"Yes, but each person can only taste two small pieces. It's a small business. If you taste too much, we will lose money." Lingshu smiled kindly, "Let this sister-in-law and girl taste it too."

That family didn't waste it, and everyone tasted two small pieces.

The little boy in the aunt's arms has not yet satisfied his hunger, clamoring for food: "I want to eat! Buy! Buy! I want to eat!"

The little girl led by the young woman next to her was also staring greedily at the rice cakes on the table.

The aunt saw that her grandson was not forgiving, and there was nothing she could do, so she asked, "Can it be cheaper? Let's buy more."

Lingshu shook his head, "I'm sorry, it can't be cheap. It's not easy to get this jam in our family, and I can guarantee that it's the only one in our town. You can't eat it anywhere else. This jam can appetize and eliminate food , the girls and boys at home are delicious after eating!"

The little girl standing next to her took her mother's hand, with longing eyes, "Mother..."

The young woman said, "Why don't we buy some."

The jam dipped in this rice cake is really delicious, and the rice cake is also sweeter than others. I heard that it can also appetize and relieve food. The aunt was already moved, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! Then I will pay you three pennies." !"

Ling Shu smiled openly, took a tong made of bamboo slices, picked up a rice cake with jam, and said: "You take the handkerchief and connect it, don't rub the jam on it, my cake is as good as it is delicious On this jam! I’ll give you two more yuan for the opening of the business today! But I have to warn you, the jam on this cake should not be eaten by pregnant women, as it will hurt your health. If there are pregnant women in your family who want to eat sour, I will Here's another kind of jam cake, which tastes good too."

"Oh, it's so kind." The aunt's thought of being too expensive just now disappeared, and she bought two yuan for six yuan, and the aunt happily took a few pieces of rice cakes, "I know, I know, there is no one at home. What about pregnant women?"

Her family's grandchildren couldn't wait to take the cake and stuff it into their mouths. It looked really delicious.

With this, several people who were watching just now also came together.

"Little shopkeeper, can you really try this cake? Does it cost you money?"

"Can we try it?"

"Can anyone taste the two small pieces in this bowl?"

Ling Shu said: "You can taste everything! The bowl is really free, but if you buy a big one, you have to pay for it!"

Lingshu asked his sister-in-law to distribute bamboo sticks to the crowd, and many people came to the stall in a short while.

Yan Dachuan frowned at the side and was a little worried. The younger brother let these people try it for free, and everyone wanted to take advantage. Seeing that there are more and more people, if they all eat and don't buy it, it will be a big loss.

Yan Dachuan just turned his mind around, when someone said: "The shopkeeper will give me two pennies!"

"I want five cents. There are a lot of people in the family. Take it home and let everyone have a try!"

"I'm here for two cents, too."

Lingshu moved quickly, "I'll give you half of your four pieces of cake! Thank you for two pennies! Pregnant women can't eat more, remember!"

"Your ten yuan, did you bring a food box? If you bring it, you can pack it. I will give you one yuan, and five cents will be given to my sister-in-law. Thank you!"

"Your six yuan is packed, and I will give you half a yuan. After giving away this half yuan, I can't give you any more. It's delicious. You can come back next time. It costs three yuan. If there are pregnant women at home who want to eat, I will give you other jams..."

……

It’s still early, and many people who went to the market didn’t have breakfast. Although the rice cakes sold by Lingshu are a bit more expensive, they are fresh and delicious, and you can try them for free. There are many people around.

The other people came over curiously when they saw it, and immediately surrounded the small stall tightly. Whether they were planning to buy rice cakes from the beginning, or just to watch the fun, basically there were more or less people coming. Bought some rice cakes with jam.

Ling Shu was in charge of dipping hawthorn sauce and serving rice cakes, and his sister-in-law Chen Lanzhi was in charge of collecting money. It was almost October, and Chen Lanzhi had a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

When she came from home, she didn't expect that the rice cake with jam made by the little brother she picked up would sell so well!

Chen Lanzhi reached out and poked her man, "Why are you in a daze! Quickly cut up the cake and bring it up!"

Yan Dachuan came back to his senses, and hurriedly took out a large piece of rice cake from the bamboo basket. Lift the cloth, take a knife to cut a few times in one direction, and then change to another direction, and it becomes a small piece of diamond-shaped rice cake. Yan Dachuan has practiced it at home, and the size is about the same.

This time I brought two big bamboo baskets, for fear that the cake would be crushed. The bamboo baskets were not tightly tied, and the outside holes were a bit big enough to fit a few wooden sticks through. The curtains were placed on the sticks layer by layer, one The bamboo basket can hold ten large rice cakes. This method is also made by my younger brother, and it works very well.

Originally, the younger brother wanted to make more rice cakes, but the rest of the Yan family were afraid that they would not be able to sell them, so the younger brother only made twenty pots.

Yan Dachuan has long forgotten that when he came, he complained to his younger brother that there were too many [-] pots, worrying about waste, but now he began to regret that he didn't cook more yesterday.

Lingshu clapped his hands, and smiled at the customers in front of his stall: "I'm really sorry, the jam cakes are sold out, and we'll go to the Wangjiazhuang market the day after tomorrow, and you can buy them then."

Someone complained: "Why don't you do more, this market has just begun."

"That's right. I heard from people who bought it in our village that it was delicious. I want to take some back for my baby."

Lingshu said: "We must do more the day after tomorrow! Those who arrive first will still be the same as today, and those who buy in the first ten will get a free gift! Those who buy more will also get a free gift!"

By the way, I made a wave of advertisements for my own jam cakes, with purchases and free gifts, just for this, and there will definitely be many people who will come to buy rice cakes the day after tomorrow.

Seeing that the guests had dispersed, Lingshu breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to his elder brother and sister-in-law and said, "Come and count how much money you made?"