Chapter 186: Do You Want White Fungus?

Zhai Xiaofeng wandered around the pickup truck, unable to make up her mind.

And Song Tan didn't notice at all that someone was struggling with a bunch of her scallions. She earned a lot of money yesterday, and the plan to attract old fishermen had a positive feedback (successful promotion) as soon as it was implemented, so she was quite satisfied and high-spirited.

Look, when the customers had gone through hesitation, struggle, and looting, and the inventory was running out, the vegetable seller next door finally came over:

Good heavens! Selling three liang of scallions for twenty yuan, that's more than sixty yuan a jin? The local small red scallions were sold at the price of toon.

And...

"You are too much, why don't you tidy up the scallions?"

There was still some soil on the white whiskers, looking like they were just pulled from the field, this was so heavy!

Song Tan's smile remained unchanged: "Want a bunch? A bunch is more than three liang."

Vegetable seller:...

"Want it!"

He took out his phone angrily and transferred the money.

Turning his head, he saw the water-filled coriander and basil, paused, and continued to transfer money to her: "Pick a bunch of basil for me, I'll stir-fry it with dried tofu at noon."

Since he bought it, he might as well buy it all.

The vegetable seller hesitated and hesitated, and continued to transfer sixty yuan, picking up garlic sprouts and coriander.

One hundred and twenty yuan worth of vegetables, added together, it was just a light little bag, the vegetable seller was exceptionally disgusted:

"Not even enough to stir-fry a plate."

It was also because of this reason that today's vegetables sold a little slower.

Just then, a shy voice came:

"Don't stir-fry directly, it's too wasteful. Small scallions can be used to make scallion oil noodles, one or two stalks at a time is enough, the scallion taste is very authentic."

"Coriander can also be used to adjust the sauce, boil beef and dip it to eat."

The vegetable seller turned his head, only to see a young woman with fair skin standing on the side, staring at Song Tan's pickup truck, her expression still a bit embarrassed.

Song Tan's eyes lit up: "Okay! You are so good at living! Hurry up and tell me, what other ways to save vegetables, I'll send it to the group."

Twenty yuan for three liang, so what? It's not much more expensive, how can you not buy it just because it's not a proper vegetable.

This morning's progress, Fairy Tan Tan was very disappointed.

Zhai Xiaofeng thought for more than half an hour, seeing that the vegetables were almost sold out, only then couldn't help but come up and speak.

Seeing that the vegetable-selling girl smiled very kindly, the anxiety in her heart went away by two points, and now she asked:

"Are these vegetables grown by your family?"

"Yes."

"Then how much did your family plant? Do you sell them at the vegetable market every day?"

Song Tan shook her head: "There are not many mu of land in total, sometimes I come to sell, sometimes not, not necessarily."

Zhai Xiaofeng's hot heart that had just ignited instantly cooled down by more than half.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to turn her career direction to flower rolls—at worst, put fewer scallion flowers, and sell them more expensively. Now everyone is picky about eating, as long as the taste is good, it should be no problem to be a little more expensive.

It was just that the vegetable selling was unstable, she couldn't sell flower rolls one delicious and one not delicious, right?

That would smash the reputation.

But the attraction of the flower rolls this morning, she had witnessed, and now she couldn't bear to give up.

Thinking left and right, finally asked again:

"Is there a wholesale price?"

Song Tan hadn't answered yet, the vegetable seller on the side was full of depression:

"Big sister, look at me, I'm selling vegetables next to her! If there was a wholesale price, why would I stick to my small vegetable stall, I would have been thriving long ago."

Zhai Xiaofeng looked at Song Tan, but saw the other party nod slightly to her.

She was instantly frustrated again.

She knew in her heart that she had to leave, but her footsteps couldn't be lifted no matter what.

She thought of Xuanxuan.

Xuanxuan was only in primary school, and she already felt that life was tight. Then what about when he goes to junior high school, high school, or university?

The older she got, the fewer things she could do.

The skill of making buns was always not improving, and doing other things couldn't take care of the child's life...

Always have to try!

Zhai Xiaofeng turned around, pointing to the small scallions left in the basket:

"How much is left? I want them all."

"Right, are you selling tomorrow? Can I book it?"

This time, even the vegetable seller was surprised.

Zhai Xiaofeng's dress was as simple as it could be, although she was young and fair, her mental state could be seen.

The other party was definitely not someone who could consume Song Tan's vegetables daily.

He was surprised: "There are more than twenty bunches in this basket, adding up to six or seven jin!"

Zhai Xiaofeng didn't hide it:

"I plan to take it back to make flower rolls, one liang can have five or six scallions, put fewer scallion flowers, one liang is enough to make a cage."

"When there are many scallions, wash them clean, drain the water, cut them into scallion flowers and put them in a fresh-keeping bag and seal them, then freeze them. When eating again, except for not being able to stir-fry in the oil pan, the taste won't change much."

Or make them into flower rolls and freeze them, but their freezer is a bit small, so this won't be considered, just eat fresh.

She planned it well: "Accumulate day by day, when there is none, take it out and use it, just right."

"If it's completely gone one day, I'll just sell steamed buns, they all say our steamed buns are done well."

She really planned to give up on buns, Zhai Xiaofeng had self-knowledge: she really had no talent for adjusting stuffing.

Selling for so long, the response was mediocre. For someone who loves cooking, she was actually quite frustrated in her heart.

Now, she was bold, and already had a prototype.

How to save money and eat fresh and good, Zhai Xiaofeng really put in a lot of effort. In this short turn, she even planned to raise the price of flower rolls to three yuan each.

The vegetable seller was dumbfounded:

"Big sister, you are too honest, I didn't think of asking these..."

Zhai Xiaofeng pursed her lips and smiled: "Then I can't hide it. Your vegetables are delicious, everyone knows. But my dough is fermented well. They can't compare."

Perhaps it was the hot praise in the neighborhood this morning that made her regain her confidence, or perhaps the taste of the flower rolls was too freezing.

At this moment, Zhai Xiaofeng spoke confidently, looking particularly entrepreneurial.

Song Tan was also quite surprised.

She had sold a lot of vegetables in this vegetable market, and several times restaurants came to inquire, but first, they heard that it was not on a scale, and second, there was no wholesale price, so they finally gave up.

Really speaking, the client Zhu Cheng was more courageous, daring to ask for thousands of jin of Chinese milk vetch.

But really calculating, Zhai Xiaofeng was the first wholesaler in the local area.

Thinking about this, her eyes also brought out an appreciative meaning, which made Zhai Xiaofeng stunned, feeling that this young girl looked at her strangely.

Then the other party smiled:

"Only selling flower rolls, is it a bit monotonous? Do you sell desserts? Do you sell white fungus soup?" ===== CHAPTER 187 =====