Northerners have strong tastes, and fried things inherently have a fragrance. Coupled with the presence of honey sauce, the crispy and crispy taste has a bit of spiciness, which makes people want to eat it. The steamed buns and steamed buns that I carry with me are dipped in the sauce, and they are so satisfying to eat!
The reason why Song Zhou set up a stall in front of the steel plant was that the steel plant was the richest factory in the county, and the employees who could work there could earn at least thirty yuan a month.
It’s not a big deal to spend a buck or two on some deep-fried deliciousness.
Coupled with Song Zhou's enthusiasm, they were also a little embarrassed.
"How about it, brother, do you want some?"
"It tastes really good. Give me the vegetarian version for 50 cents and the meat version for 50 cents."
"Okay, here are three flavors of sauce, which one do you want?"
"I want something spicy."
"I'll get you some more sauce. It doesn't matter if you mix it with rice or steamed buns."
Zila.
The sound of the fried skewers coming off the pot and the aroma wafted up, and many people followed suit and gathered around.
"Give me a 50-cent plain one."
"I want a dollar for meat."
"Don't push me. I was here first. I want meat for two yuan."
The scene suddenly became heated. There were more than 1,400 workers in the steel plant. Even if one-twentieth of them wanted to try something new, there would still be more than 70 people. They immediately surrounded Song Zhou's tricycle. .
"Don't be crowded, don't be rushed, I have to fry every customer's fried skewers thoroughly to make them delicious. The time may be a little slow, but I will definitely not fool you. Everyone is welcome to supervise!"
Song Zhou's serious and responsible attitude was unanimously praised by everyone.
One can also understand being a little slower.
For two whole hours, Song Zhou didn't have any time to rest, and all the carloads of fried skewers were sold out.
There are still more than a dozen people who haven't grabbed it, and they look like they have lost their money and are unwilling to come forward to ask.
"Little comrade, you have prepared too little. Will you come again tomorrow?"
"Come on, promise to come. I didn't expect brothers and sisters to be so generous. The employees of your steel factory are indeed rich people."
"Low-key, low-key, just so-so. Remember to come early tomorrow."
Being praised like this by Song Zhou, the vanity of more than a dozen employees was instantly satisfied.
After the crowd dispersed, Song Zhou took a moment to take stock of today's gains.
Throw away the cost.
Net profit today is 24 yuan.
At this rate, the minimum guarantee is 600 yuan a month!
You know, in this day and age, even an eighth-level fitter in a factory only earns about 100 yuan a month.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, this deal is really too violent.
No wonder there was a saying in my previous life that "I pushed a three-wheeler to set up a stall and drove an Audi to buy goods."
After getting up and putting the money away, Song Zhou took out two packs of cigarettes and walked to the door of the steel factory with a smile.
Just now, a few people from the security department kept looking this way.
"Young man, what's wrong with you?" One of them had a pack of cigarettes in his hand before he finished asking, and Song Zhou said with a smile.
"Brother, I would like to borrow a broom to clean that area."
"Go get it yourself over there."
Several people in the security department were quite satisfied with their cigarettes.
Yes, this guy is quite discerning.
After packing his things, Song Zhou rode a tricycle to the supply and marketing cooperative, spent 6 yuan to purchase various condiments and returned home.
Prices in this era are really not expensive. In the previous life, 6 yuan would have been enough to buy two bottles of water.
The weather in July is extremely hot, and the sun at noon is even more scorching.
When Song Zhou returned to the village, his whole body was soaked in sweat, tired and hungry.
Take out two steamed buns from the pot, dip them in the remaining sauce and eat them three times and five times divided by two, which is considered a meal.
After taking a short rest, Song Zhou came to the back mountain.
The mushrooms are gone, but there is no need to buy them. You can eat the mountains. There are many kinds of mushrooms on the mountains and they taste good.
An hour later, Song Zhou had already piled a lot of fresh mushrooms in the basket in his hand. He took them to the reservoir and washed them one by one. When he was about to leave, he heard a few sounds from the woods.
"Han Xian, didn't you say that Juanzi and the other two sisters are waiting for me here? Where are they?"
It's Jiang Xue, why is she here?
That Han Xian is also a classmate in the same class, why is he here too?
Song Zhou became interested and quietly approached.
"Jiang Xue, I'm actually lying to you. Juanzi and her sisters are not here at all. I want to say a few words to you, and I have to use this method as a last resort." A young man's voice came, with a hint of guilt. .
"Han Xian, if you have something to say, you can always say it at home. It's easy for others to misunderstand this man and woman together. If you have something to say, please say it quickly. I'm going home after that."
It could be heard that Jiang Xue didn't like seeing the other party very much.
But the next second.
"Jiang Xue, I have always liked you."
As soon as these words came out, Song Zhou was stunned.
Am I stupid?
Is this a love rival coming to visit?
"Han Xian, are you okay? I told you before at school that I don't like you. What's the point of bringing up old things now?"
Jiang Xue's attitude is very clear.
"Jiang Xue, I know you have always liked Song Zhou, but that gangster is not good enough for you at all. I am your best choice."
"Han Xian, are you confused by your fever? This is what you want to say when you call me out? I'll leave first."
"Wait Jiang Xue, I have other things to ask you about."
"Speak quickly."
After Han Xian's operation, let alone Jiang Xue, even Song Zhou, who was eavesdropping next to him, curled his lips unconsciously.
This man is really ink, what on earth is he going to say?
"I already know everything about you and Song Zhou. After much thought, I decided to give you a chance. I hope you can take advantage of it."
"You give me a chance?" Jiang Xue looked at Zhang Tao with a confused face, feeling as if her brain had turned to mush.
I understand every word he says, but how come they are put together so that I can’t understand them?
