Chapter 1350: no business

Ma Xiaofeng also took a bite, and found that Zhao Ping'er was right, the taste was indeed somewhat different.
She has eaten the steamed buns made by Zhao Yuner before, so she remembers the taste,
Ma Xiaofeng frowned deeper, and said to Zhao Ping'er, "Sister Ping'er, there's no reason, I just did it the way your mother said..."
"What's going on?" Zhao Ping'er asked puzzledly.
"Sister Ping'er, is there something wrong with the method your mother gave me?"
"No, how did my mother help Zhao Yun'er? How to teach us now, it's impossible to teach us wrong!" Zhao Ping'er's brows were also twisted together, feeling that there would be no such possibility as Ma Xiaofeng said.
Ma Xiaofeng felt very strange, "What's the matter, anyway, I just did what your mother said!"
"This······"
Zhao Ping'er felt a little shaken. Was it her mother's teaching that was wrong, or Ma Xiaofeng's learning was the wrong thing?
It’s good now. If this happens in the future, the taste is not as good as Zhao Yuner’s. I don’t know if I can sell it. After all, there are many early stalls in Yangcheng. If the taste is not good enough, it is estimated that many people will not. Happy to buy.
Zhao Ping'er was worried when she left, and after tasting other breakfasts, she always felt that the taste was a little worse.
After a while, the number of people on the street gradually increased.
However, Zhao Yuner's stall, as if no one had seen it, no one came over.
Zhao Ping'er looked very anxious, and muttered in front of Ma Xiaofeng, "Xiaofeng, no one came over to buy it! What can we do? Wouldn't the two of us fail to sell it earlier?"
This is what Ma Xiaofeng is worried about at this time.
No one came here. Today’s income is zero. If you can’t make a few tens of dollars at all, what's the point of working hard that day!
"Sister Ping'er, isn't it because we just came to set up a stall, people don't know, so no one came to buy it, or else, if you stand and shout a few times, someone will come over!" Ma Xiaofeng suggested.
After hearing Ma Xiaofeng's words, Zhao Ping'er felt very reasonable, but let her yell, and Zhao Ping'er felt that she could not yell.
With so many people, she yelled, she must be looking at her, so embarrassed.
After struggling for a while, he said to Ma Xiaofeng, "Xiaofeng, why don't you shout a few times, I don't know what you are shouting!"
Ma Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Ping'er very speechlessly, and said to Zhao Ping'er, "Sister Ping'er, why don't you do this? Let me do the job, but I can't call it. Right? What's the problem? Tell people to sell them early, buns, isn't it all right?"
Ma Xiaofeng was really a little angry at the moment, seeing Zhao Ping'er pushing everything on her body, she was a little angry and didn't let it out.
"Okay, Xiaofeng, don't be angry, can't I make a call?" Zhao Ping'er hurriedly said when he saw Ma Xiaofeng's gloomy face.
Ma Xiaofeng didn't say a word, and seemed to be still angry.
Originally, she was depressed because of bad business, but Zhao Ping'er came over to her off. It was strange that she was not depressed.
Zhao Ping'er stood in front of the stall, cheeky and began to shout.
"Sell it early, sell it early!"