Just when Li Wei was thinking about whether to directly say that he wanted to eat steamed buns, Aunt Qian finally noticed his presence and immediately asked thoughtfully: "Master, do you want to eat steamed buns? There are mutton buns, pork buns, vegetable buns, etc." There are buns with different fillings, which one do you want to eat, young master, or do you want all kinds of fillings?"
"Both of them." Li Wei said immediately, still thinking about whether to give Aunt Qian some extra monthly salary.
Aunt Qian neatly put several steamed buns for Li Wei and filled the big plate. Zhou Shichu watched from the side and did not stop her. After all, the original owner had spent a lot of money on Li Wei. Li Wei wanted to eat some of her steamed buns. It's not too much, she still knows this.
Zhou Shiwan also got up at this time, and huddled secretly outside the kitchen door, peeking in with her little head. When she saw that the adults had discovered her, she shrank back in fear.
"Zhou Shiwan, hurry up and wash up before eating buns. If you don't wash up, you won't be fed." Zhou Shichu said directly.
"Okay!" Zhou Shiwan responded immediately after hearing this. Although his voice was still small, he answered quickly. After answering, he actually ran out to wash up.
Finally, after finally steaming more than 300 steamed buns, Zhou Shichu and Aunt Zhou went to the street to sell them. Fortunately, although the family did not have much money, they still had a donkey and a donkey cart. After Zhou Shichu thought about it for a while, it went smoothly. He learned how to drive a donkey cart and successfully transported the buns away without bothering anyone else.
The aroma of the steamed buns made by Zhou Shichu was very overpowering. Because it was heated by charcoal, the aroma of the steamed buns drifted all the way along the place where the donkey cart passed by. So before reaching the busy street, passers-by who were attracted by the scent of the steamed buns shouted to stop. .
"Madam, I didn't expect our steamed buns to be so popular. We sold more than ten of them just halfway through the journey!" Aunt Qian counted the coins she received and said happily to Zhou Shichu.
"That's for sure. Our buns are so fragrant. You can tell they are delicious as soon as you smell them." Zhou Shichu said proudly, her craftsmanship is not fake.
Zhou Shichu found a suitable location and without unloading the thing, he put it directly on the donkey cart and started selling it.
"Hey, lady, what kind of buns are you selling? They are so delicious!" Before Zhou Shichu's donkey cart was ready, an aunt came up to ask.
Zhou Shichu opened the lid of the steamer, and instantly a white mist rose up. The strong and overbearing fragrance penetrated the noses of passersby indistinguishably, and many curious people were immediately welcomed.
"What kind of food are you selling that tastes so good?"
"Hey, don't be crowded! Don't be crowded! This is a bun seller."
"Baozi? I haven't had breakfast yet, so I'm selling them here!"
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Although Aunt Qian expected that the steamed buns would sell well, she never expected that they would be so popular. The donkey cart was crowded with people who came smelling the fragrance, and everyone pressed forward to buy. Fortunately, she was able to move quickly because of her nimble hands and feet. Get buns for guests according to their requests.
Zhou Shichu is the one who settles the accounts and collects the money. She is quick to grieve. She can figure out who bought a few buns, how much they cost, or how much money they need to change. She settles the accounts at a dizzying speed.
Under such circumstances, Zhou Shichu's more than 300 steamed buns were sold out in just over an hour. Aunt Qian was so tired that her waist ached, but she was so happy that she couldn't see her eyesight and said: "Madam, we have made too few steamed buns." , sold out too early, let’s make more tomorrow! What a pity it sold out so early.”
"Don't be too greedy. We only have two people and can't do too much. We can do five hundred at most tomorrow, which is already overwhelming." Zhou Shichu was very self-aware. Although Cuicheng was under the governance of Mu Yunchao, in this troubled world, It is a breath of fresh air, almost a paradise, but the spare money that people are willing to spend is bound to not be too much. After all, in these troubled times, everyone lacks a sense of security and tends to spend money conservatively.
She was content with making a little money.
Zhou Shichu counted thirty cents and handed it to Aunt Qian, saying, "This is your wages for today."
"I, I still have wages? No, no, I am a servant of the Li family. I have already received my salary. How can I get another wage?" Aunt Qian's eyes widened in shock and she quickly refused, " This is against the rules.”
"You can take it if I tell you to. Your job is to take care of the Li family's housework. Helping me make buns and sell them is something you do outside of work. Of course I have to pay you." Zhou Shichu handed over the money without any explanation. Give it to her. She is not someone who exploits her servants. Making steamed buns is not an easy job. She herself feels a little tired after working for most of the day, not to mention Aunt Qian?
And by giving her a salary, she will work harder, become more motivated to work, and become more efficient.
Aunt Qian couldn't refuse, so she had to accept the salary. When she sat on the donkey cart and went home, she couldn't stop smiling. Although she was a servant of the Li family, the servants also like money. Money Auntie now feels that Zhou Shichu, a very unreliable wife in the past, is very good at life.
In this way, Zhou Shichu and Aunt Qian started selling steamed buns on the street every day. The steamed buns she made were delicious, with thin skin and big fillings, and were of high quality and low price. People rushed to buy them every time, and the supply exceeded demand. In just half a month, Already made a lot of money.
Sometimes Zhou Shiwan would follow them to sell steamed buns, and when Aunt Qian and Zhou Shichu were too busy, she would also help out, so gradually she began to dare to communicate with other people, and her courage gradually grew.
Li Wei has been home for more than half a month. She sees that Zhou Shichu looks like a different person. She only cares about selling steamed buns to make money all day long. She no longer makes troubles and squanders money like before. She seems to be a different person, but she is like this The change in her was undoubtedly for the better, which he was happy to see, so he just felt relieved and hoped that she would stay like this forever and never change back to the way she was before.
His vacation is almost over, and he will return to the military camp tomorrow. For more than half a month, he has eaten well and slept well every day at home. Zhou Shichu didn't make trouble with him, and his son didn't dare to be naughty. The life was so comfortable that he actually felt a little happy about it. But he couldn't help but go back.
Li Wei knocked on Zhou Shichu's door. Zhou Shiwan was about to fall asleep. When she heard the knock on the door, she woke up again. Zhou Shichu comforted her and said, "You continue to sleep, don't be afraid."
Then he went to open the door, and it was Li Wei.
"What do you want from me?" Zhou Shichu asked at the door of the room with his arms folded. In the past few days since Li Wei came back, except for the first day when she went to Widow Li's house to make a big fuss, the rest of the time had been peaceful, so Zhou Shichu didn't know that Li Wei What does Wei want to do with her this time?
"I'm going back to the camp tomorrow. These are your next household expenses. You - take care of the house well and don't mess around like before." Li Wei handed a purse to Zhou Shichu and said.
It turns out he is leaving, no wonder...
Zhou Shichu understood and was not polite to him. He took the purse and said, "Don't worry, I am still the mistress of the Li family now, so I will not ignore the Li family." Wait until one day she will no longer be the mistress of the Li family. , then naturally we won’t care.
