After being crossed, I have reached the pinnacle of my life

Thinking about Wen Yan in his heart, he wanted to make money quickly, at least to redeem the house first - the place where he lives now is too dilapidated, and he is really reluctant to ask Wen Yan and Zai Zai to come back and suffer.

Fortunately, the chicken cake business is going well. Every day, Lu Dalang brings the eggs over, and he steams them all into chicken cakes, and distributes them to him according to the original agreed amount, and the rest is handed over to Lao Yutou to sell in the villages around Xihe. , Also earned a lot of money.

After a long time, everyone around knew that Jiang Dalang's damaged head healed up, and he started his business again. The chicken cake was soft and delicious, and the taste was excellent. Because the price was not too expensive, There are not a few people who buy it to try it out.

The people in Xiaohe Village are closer, so they don’t need to go to Lao Yutou to buy chicken cakes, they come directly to Jiangzhou. Among them is the warm and kind Aunt Lu. Idea: "After the autumn harvest festival, there will be a market in the town. Do you want to bring these chicken cakes to the market?"

The Autumn Harvest Festival she said was a big autumn harvest, and the villages and towns around Xihe had markets in those few days. Because there were more people in the surrounding villages and towns, the Autumn Harvest Festival markets were always more lively, and it was also the most popular place for all kinds of vendors. When it was easy to make money, even ordinary farmers would buy some small things to sell in the past to supplement their household, and some also bartered.

Aunt Lu saw that he was repentant, and that the egg cake business was doing well recently, so she reminded him a few words to let him seize the opportunity, and he could make a lot of money during the Autumn Harvest Festival.

Jiang Zhou naturally knew about the Autumn Harvest Festival, and had already made plans for it. At this time, he was reminded to feel a little grateful in his heart, and thinking of Mrs. Lu's help when he just woke up, he sent two more chicken cakes give her.

When the batch of chicken cakes in his hand was almost done, Jiang Zhou prepared the things to be prepared for the autumn harvest festival.

Just making chicken cakes is not enough. He will not always make money by making chicken cakes. Now that his reputation has been established, he is ready to make money from delicious food. This autumn harvest festival is his best opportunity.

In order to make chicken cakes, he had already asked the village carpenter to help him make the steamer according to the largest specifications, and at his request, the carpenter made several layers, which happened to be used this time.

Soon it was the Autumn Harvest Festival. Jiang Zhou had already borrowed an ox cart from Uncle Zhang in advance, moved the things he wanted to use to the market, and occupied a seat. The people around him didn't recognize him, so Jiang Zhou didn't After saying hello, I set up the stove by myself, filled the cauldron with water, and put a steamer on it.In front of the steamer, Jiang Zhou set up two long tables, one of which was prepared to put the steamed things later, and the other was the stove he prepared.

When it was just dawn, the market became lively.

If you can look down from this piece of land, you can probably see the ferry boats coming and going in the dense river network. The boatmen row the oars and send countless people from various villages to the town, and the people coming from the docks will slowly converge. Into the sea of ​​people, and slowly scattered among the vendors everywhere.

Jiang Zhou used all his strength to open the steamer when he saw the flow of people approaching - in an instant, all kinds of aromas melted into the air, and the most overbearing smell was the smell of chicken cakes, which almost wafted into the whole street .

Some of the people who came to the market here have eaten Jiangzhou's chicken cakes, and their stomachs and noses have remembered the sweet taste. At this moment, they suddenly feel familiar when they smell it, and they all came out with their families. , there are people in the family who have not tasted chicken cakes, and they are thinking that they will have to stay in the town all day today, those restaurants are very good today, all of them have adjusted their prices, and how much are those meals? I'm a little tired, why not buy two chicken cakes to satisfy my hunger, and save some money to buy more other things.

Those who made up their minds smelled the smell and approached Jiang Zhou's stall.

People have tendencies. Once there are more people gathered in a certain place, the rest of the people who haven't been there will want to go to see the excitement. No, after a while, Jiang Zhou's stall will be surrounded by a crowd. A bunch of people asked Jiang Zhou in a hurry.

Those who had eaten the egg cake asked: "Boss, is your egg cake from Jiang Lang's family? How much is it?"

Those who have never eaten chicken cakes also joined in the fun: "What is Jiang Lang, and what is chicken cake?"

There were also those who were not interested in pastries, and pointed to the rest of the items and asked one by one: "What is this? Can I eat it?"

Jiang Zhou smiled and answered one by one: "Well, I am the one who made the chicken cake. Yes, I am Jiang Lang. The chicken cake is still worth three yuan, and the price will never be raised."

As for the other gaiwans——Jiang Zhou uncovered each gaiwan and showed them a look.

This part was prepared by him last night, all of which are steamed, such as glutinous rice cakes of various colors dyed with vegetable juice, green of spinach, orange of carrot, yellow of corn juice, and rice cakes of tomato juice. Purple, these glutinous rice cakes are cut into small triangle shapes, and different colors are arranged in sequence to form a flower. The bright colors are very popular with children.

There is also steamed pumpkin. He asked the villagers to buy a small pumpkin. After cutting off the stalk, he cut off the head, dug out the pumpkin seeds inside, and stuffed the diced fresh bamboo shoots, fungus and various mushrooms in it. It is steamed in the middle, and there is a layer of sweet mashed sweet potato at the bottom.

Jiang Zhou had expected that the business would be booming today, and he also predicted that they would not buy those foods that were particularly stuffy, so he did not prepare a lot of food, and the dim sum he obtained was exquisite.

In addition to these pre-made things, he also planned to make sushi according to the memory of the traveler. He fried the meat floss with pork. In addition to the meat floss, he also wrapped river shrimp and cucumber sticks. Although it was not as delicious as he remembered, it was actually Also unique.

There are too many things on his stall, and all of them are novel, attracting many people to come, and they have to pass bowls and collect bowls, collect money, and make sushi. Jiang Zhou is so busy that he doesn't even have lunch. I didn't care about it, so I randomly stuffed two rice balls to satisfy my hunger.

He was too busy, so he didn't see that not far behind him, Wen Yan stood there with a baby in his arms and looked at it for a long time before being urged to turn around and leave.

This market will last for several days. Jiang Zhou plans to come every day and put up his own signboard. He has a good idea-set up a small stall first, and then there will be a fixed place later, and maybe he can open it later. shop...

He thought happily, and the movements in his hands became more agile.

He was diligent and able to bear hardships. He had been busy all day, and when it was almost night, he made a rough calculation, and he had at least two taels of silver in his account today.

The stalls were almost sold out, and there was a lantern festival at night, so he didn't plan to continue. He tidied up the stall and planned to go shopping.

As soon as he turned the corner and wanted to cross the alley to the river, he saw Wen Yan holding the child and being blocked at the entrance of the alley.

The man in front of him was sloppy, and his tone was quite arrogant: "Yo, my little brother is alone."

The author has something to say: Xiaoyi [bites finger]: You may be blind.

Jiang Zhou: hee hee :—)