Chapter 185: New Career Planning

Zhai Xiaofeng's life was very regular.

She got up at 3:30 every morning, finished wrapping all the buns by 5:30, steamed the buns by 6:00, put the buns into the thermal basket wrapped in a quilt by 6:30, and then took her son downstairs.

Downstairs was a simple pedal tricycle, each type of bun was placed in a separate basket on the back of the car, along with Xuanxuan, slowly driving towards the school...

Opposite the school was a small hospital, and people coming and going to the hospital were Zhai Xiaofeng's target customers.

But today was slightly different.

As soon as she went downstairs, she saw the old lady on the first floor looking into her basket curiously, and then asked hesitantly: "Zhai Xiaofeng, I always smell a scallion taste, did you wrap pork and scallion buns?"

Zhai Xiaofeng was stunned.

She had never been able to do this stuffing well, the response was mediocre, and she hadn't sold it for a long time. Now she couldn't help but feel terrified:

"I'm sorry, Grandma Li, I just steamed some flower rolls, is the taste too big, affecting everyone?"

Tenants, after all, always had to be extra careful in this regard, and people in the residential area were quite good to her.

Like Grandma Li on the first floor, sometimes she didn't come back, and the other party would invite Xuanxuan into the house to play.

This was also the reason why Zhai Xiaofeng valued everyone's opinions so much.

However, Grandma Li waved her hand:

"Whose house doesn't have a smell when cooking, as long as you don't eat that smelly snail rice noodle every day, last year the girl upstairs ate this every night, oh my, at my age, I can't get used to that strange taste?"

She walked over slowly: "You give me two of those flower rolls, this scallion fragrance is too fragrant, I couldn't help it in the middle of the night yesterday."

Okay, there was business before leaving the courtyard, Zhai Xiaofeng didn't mind delaying for a while.

She lifted the thermal quilt nimbly, and then grabbed two soft, hot, and fluffy flower rolls with gloves.

The flower rolls were not big, about the size of a girl's fist. On the soft dough that showed a slightly yellow color because of the scallion oil and scallion flowers, it was dotted with some thirteen-spice powder and scallion flowers that looked a bit dark green because of the high temperature.

As soon as the thermal quilt was lifted, Grandma Li was stimulated by the pungent fragrance and her saliva flowed out.

She hurriedly changed her words:

"Give me four—no, give me eight!"

Zhai Xiaofeng was surprised.

But she didn't say much, just asked one more question:

"Grandma Li, is Uncle Cao upstairs up yet? This scallion was sent by Uncle Cao yesterday. I originally wanted to send some buns and flower rolls over, but it was too early, and I was afraid of affecting their sleep."

"Oh my, this Little Cao!"

Grandma Li was not satisfied: "This scallion taste is so authentic, it must be authentic farm vegetables. Where did a big man buy it? I must ask him well."

Just as she was talking, the window upstairs opened with a "swoosh." Only then did Uncle Grass Carp's wife poke her head out from outside the living room window:

"Zhai Xiaofeng! I said why was the scallion taste so fragrant last night? So you wrapped flower rolls today, give me eight."

Saying that, she hurried downstairs.

"Oh my, it's this taste, I thought about it all night, I couldn't wait to drool in my dream."

Zhai Xiaofeng took eight flower rolls quickly, turned around and packed some buns over:

"Auntie, this is the vegetable Uncle Cao gave yesterday, how can I ask you for money? Take it and eat."

Aunt Cao was about to say something, but her stomach growled impatiently. Her old face turned red, and she opened her mouth and took a bite of the flower roll—

Until this big bite was swallowed into her stomach, she took back the hand ready to take out money with a complex expression, and sincerely suggested: "Zhai Xiaofeng, then I'll take it shamelessly."

If she had known these scallions were so fragrant, she wouldn't have given them away casually. However, since she gave them—

"Listen to your aunt, don't sell these buns, just sell these flower rolls in the future."

"Exactly!" Grandma Li originally intended to take the flower rolls home, but seeing Aunt Cao eating on the spot, she couldn't help it either.

In a few bites, the fist-sized flower roll went into her stomach. Zhai Xiaofeng was afraid she would choke, so she saw the old lady also sincerely suggest: "Just sell them at the entrance of the residential area, your buns are not as good as the one at the bridge head, but such delicious flower rolls, I have never tasted them in my life, guaranteed to make money."

Their loud voices echoed in the courtyard, and before long, people going to work and going to the vegetable market gathered around one after another.

Zhai Xiaofeng was busy and messy in the residential area, sweating profusely, until Xuanxuan looked at her aggrievedly: "Mom, we're going to be late."

Only then did she react, and hurriedly rode the tricycle, rushing out of the residential area quickly.

No need to ask, setting up the stall was also late.

Fortunately, the hospital had food early and late, a little delay didn't have much impact, instead, the buns were almost sold out in the residential area with the flower rolls.

She sent Xuanxuan to the school gate, and then grabbed three more steamed flower rolls for him:

"Be good, it's not class time yet, you eat here, eat before entering the school."

The school management was strict and didn't let children eat things outside casually. She looked left and right, and went to buy a cup of soy milk nearby.

This kind was freshly beaten, two and a half yuan a cup, Zhai Xiaofeng felt a pain in her heart when buying it.

But thinking of the crazy good reviews of the flower rolls this morning, her heart couldn't help but thump.

If she used such good scallions to make flower rolls in the future, could she earn more money?

After all, the scallion flowers dotted on the flower rolls were limited, no matter how expensive, the cost wouldn't be too high, right?

Thinking while pondering, she lifted the flower roll basket again, the scallion fragrance slowly permeated the air, and passersby couldn't help but stop.

7:50, Xuanxuan entered the school.

8:30, all of Zhai Xiaofeng's buns and flower rolls were sold out.

She packed up the basket, rode the tricycle and rushed back, happened to meet Uncle Cao who was preparing to go out to find fishing friends to get a few crucian carp, so she hurriedly asked:

"Uncle! Uncle Cao! Where did you buy those scallions?"

Uncle Cao was stunned: "A remote village, planted by the people in their own field."

Saying that, he remembered something: "Oh right, I heard they are going to sell vegetables at the Riverside Big Market this morning, it seems to be after nine o'clock."

"The boss is a young girl."

After speaking, he also ran away hurriedly.

And Zhai Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, now she packed up her things, hurried downstairs again, and rushed into the bus.

Decided, start making only flower rolls tomorrow!

After tossing and turning on two buses, Zhai Xiaofeng successfully rushed to the Riverside Big Market at 9:30. She was a bit anxious, not knowing if the vegetable seller had closed the stall at this point.

However, as soon as she entered the vegetable market, she saw an old pickup truck following behind, stopping steadily at the corner.

A particularly beautiful young girl got off the car, the other party opened the car bucket familiarly, and moved out a basket of particularly familiar red-headed small scallions.

Afterwards, a large group of aunts instantly surged from all directions.

The clear voice of the young girl inside still echoed in her ears—

"Twenty yuan for three liang! Don't get it wrong!"

Zhai Xiaofeng went dark in both eyes. ===== CHAPTER 186 =====