Shuangtong Boss Takes You To Fly

It is not the first time Wu You has come to Caichang Street. But before he came here as a buyer, he can go to a small stall and choose the fruits and vegetables he wants. As long as he has money, he doesn't need to care about other things.

But now it's different.

He has become a seller. Perhaps in order to make his own things be accepted more quickly, he needs to greet him with a smile and say something nice? But this is really difficult for him. Don't say good things about him now, even open his mouth to shout for business and don't know what to do. He didn't even know how to start a business.

[Tsk, don't be stunned, don't be counseled. I have your brother Jin! Come, let me walk down this street with the jar first, and let me choose a good location before we set up the stall. 】

Wu You hurriedly screamed and walked on both sides of the street with the jar in his arms.

Perhaps because of the snow and cold weather, there are not as many vegetable vendors on both sides of the street as the busiest vegetable market in this town. At a glance, there are still many vacancies.

However, these vacancies have some disadvantages in some ways, such as thick snow, and extremely cold air vents. However, it was not difficult for Jin Dao who had a panoramic street map. He compared a few vacancies, and finally selected a small place near the entrance of the street, with thick snow but very clean without cold wind, and Wu You passed. .

[Put the jar well and don't let it fall. Then the snow was slapped to the ground. The snow can just build a small high platform with a concave bottom, and it is a little interesting to make a natural decoration. Well, then pile up a fifty-centimeter snow table, take out a delicate and beautiful small plate and sprinkle a small spoonful of chopped radish on it, and then take out the toothpicks that you bought. This is a small table for tasting. NS. 】

Wu You decorated the bottom of the jar and built a small ski platform as requested by Brother Jin. Soon a white, clean and beautiful stall was built. It's just that he was a little dumbfounded when he reached the last step.

He looked at someone around him that had noticed him, so he could only talk to the boss in his head.

[But Big Brother Jin, I don’t have any delicate small plates and toothpicks. 】

He didn't buy it before. Now he only has a plastic bag and a clean stainless steel spoon in his schoolbag.

Jinshan's translucent figure appeared next to Wu You. He was wearing an off-white long woolen coat that was very warm to look at, and he was also wearing a red scarf around his neck. If anyone could see him, he would definitely be fascinated by it.

Unfortunately, only one person can see him.

That person doesn't know how to appreciate right now.

Jinshan smiled and said: [You don’t have Wu You, I have it~ Don’t worry, for the sake of your new business, I will not cheat you. As long as 3 points, this white crystal engraved and gold leaf pattern disc will be sold to you. ! Of course, refuse to resell. Because its actual price can sell for 3,000 yuan. How about it, I sell it cheaply, right? And I also give delicate toothpicks, boy, don’t you think about it? 】

The young Wu You was silent for a minute. Finally, in a very helpless and depressed tone: "Can I not consider it." If I don't think about it, I have to go elsewhere to buy small plates and toothpicks, how can I sell my radish sticks. It really costs points if you are not careful! So distressed!

Then Wu You spent 3 golden points. Seeing that the 50 golden points he had just collected became 47 golden points, he didn't want to talk.

He pursed his mouth and took out a stainless steel spoon, a stack of small sturdy plastic bags, and a white crystal carved plate with gold leaf pattern that just appeared in his backpack out of thin air and did not match his style of painting. A small bottle of toothpicks.

Then, Wu You opened the white porcelain jar that was 40 cm high and 30 cm in diameter, and a sweet and sour breath floated out of the white porcelain jar.

[Okay, let's take out a spoonful of sweet pickled radish strips first, and let the brute force waste to give you mental strength to dice the radish strips. Then, we just have to wait for the customer to come to our door. Believe me, we occupies a favorable terrain, a beautiful and eye-catching table, and the sweet and sour taste of the radish sticks themselves. As long as someone comes to try it, he does not buy it, it is his taste failure! ! 】

Jinshan said that he was vowed, but Wu You was still a little nervous. However, he himself has also tasted the taste of his pickled radish sticks, sweet and sour, refreshing with a hint of spiciness, at least as far as he is concerned, this is the best pickled radish sticks he has ever eaten. ,Um! He must have confidence in his own efforts and the secret recipe of Big Brother Jin!

Although Ying Sheng was dissatisfied with Jinshan's slander, she helped Wu You cut the spoonful of carrot sticks. If someone compares them carefully, you can find that these sliced ​​radishes are almost exactly the same size. It can be seen that the spirit of the brute force is accurate.

After Wu You put the sweet pickled radish sticks on the transparent, gorgeous and delicate tasting plate, within a few minutes, someone came to his special stall.

Perhaps God loves the child more, and the snow has not fallen on the way Wu You came. The wind is also small. Therefore, Wu You’s small stall does not have an umbrella, and there is no need to worry about the snow falling.

"Little girl, are you selling pickled vegetables? This small dish is very beautiful." The one who came to the stall was a middle-aged woman wearing a green down jacket. She moved her nose and said directly: "This Does it smell sweet and sour?"

Wu You is a little nervous when business comes to the door, but he is also considered a person who has been trained by the boss. His mental endurance has been improved qualitatively, he took a breath and nodded. Although his voice was still a bit trembling, he said everything he wanted to say.

"Well, madam, your nose is really good. I pickled sweet and sour radish sticks. The taste is very good. If you don't believe it, you can taste it!"

The auntie looked at Wu You, who was a little nervous, and laughed. She is also a kind person, thinking that breakfast is missing some side dishes. If this radish stick is really delicious, buying some will go with porridge. Then she took out the toothpick and poke a piece of light orange diced radish in the crystal plate and ate it. After the mouth, the sweet and sour taste soaked in her mouth raised her eyebrows slightly, and chewed it lightly. Sure enough Crisp. Moreover, in addition to the main taste of sweet and sour, this diced radish also has a salty and spicy taste that is properly pickled. Just taste it and you will know that it will be a good meal.

Zhou Mingcui felt that the pickled radish sticks were very good, full of flavor and could be eaten by the whole family after buying it back. Including her little son who likes to eat sweets, father-in-law who likes to eat sour, and husband who is not too spicy.

"It tastes good, how do you sell this radish stick? How much is a catty?"

Wu You got excited when he heard that the lady wanted to buy. But he didn't have the money to buy an exquisite electronic scale, and it was troublesome to weigh the pickles. He just followed the selling method taught by Jinshan.

"Auntie, I didn't say that I pickled this by myself, so I want to make some money to reduce the burden on my family. I sell it by spoon, and it costs one dollar per spoon. About five spoonfuls can hold a catty. You should do it all at once. Wouldn't it be a catty? Still press the spoon to serve."

Zhou Mingcui quickly figured it out after listening to Wu You's words. The kid's pickled radish sticks were almost five yuan a catty. It's not expensive, but it's not the cheapest.

"That's fine, you can give me three spoons first." One spoonful of them is definitely not enough for the whole family, five people.

A big smile appeared on Wu You's face, and he responded loudly: "Okay! Wait a minute!"

Then Wu You opened the plastic pouch especially swiftly, and used a spoon to fill Zhou Mingcui with three spoonfuls of pickled radish sticks.

Zhou Mingcui saw that the carrot sticks that Wu You served her were full and satisfied, and directly paid three yuan to Wu You.

At this time, three or five other people who came to buy groceries came around.

"Yo, this is pickled vegetables? Is it delicious? I'll try it."

"I haven't seen you boy, are you new here? Are you yourself? The sweet and sour smell smells pretty good, but I don't know how it is going to be eaten?"

Wu You saw that the people around him were a little rushed for a while, but he sold a single item, and he just had to keep an eye on his jars and plates.

"It tastes good! How do you sell it?"

"It's a pity that it tastes sweet and sour, and it tastes good, but I prefer spicy food."

Wu You hurriedly replied to the grandfather who asked for the price: "Sell by spoon, one spoonful for one dollar, how much do you want to buy?"

The old man rattled his mouth: "Let's take five spoons first. It's good for my appetite."

Wu You served radish sticks to the grandfather. Then he received a five-dollar bill. Looking at the banknotes, he gave a hey smile.

At this time, the three people who had just surrounded him have already left. Although only one old man bought his carrot sticks in the end, the two successful transactions have given Wu You young man's confidence, and the golden man is in his ears. With Bian's encouragement, the young boy Wu You let go.

He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted loudly:

"Selling sweet and sour radish sticks! Delicious and refreshing sweet and sour radish sticks! Served with steamed buns, porridge and flatbread, one bite and want to eat the second bite of sweet and sour radish sticks! Buy it soon for a dollar and a spoonful, it's too late It's sold out, and I can only wait for tomorrow!"

The youth’s clear and bright voice is very recognizable among a group of grandparents. Many grandparents were amused by Wu You’s self-proclaimed tone. Then some people walked directly to Wu You’s stall to taste the taste of diced carrots. So the business started.

In less than an hour, amid Wu You's hard work and a more and more natural smile, that jar of 15 kilograms of carrot sticks was sold out.

Those who didn't buy it still had a little regret, Wu You grinned and promised that he will come tomorrow.

When Wu You excitedly put the money in his personal pocket and carefully packed his stall and jar, Zhao Lijuan, who was buying vegetables in front of a vegetable stall not far away, looked at him suspiciously.

Is she dazzled? The mourning star who picked up the bottle actually came here to sell vegetables? What kind of food does he sell? Does anyone dare to buy his things? !

The author has something to say: Wu You: Excited! My radish sticks are sold out! I am going to the pinnacle of my life! !

Zhao Lijuan: Hey.

Jinshan, Yingsheng: Hey.