Chapter 523: Vulgar

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Chapter 523 The Great Customs
Su Wangqin came back soon, brought a few eggs and a cabbage, and some bean sprouts and fresh mushrooms, which were bought as ordered by Chunzhu.
"After washing, eat here and go home again." Su Wangqin had already ordered those street vendors to get things done.
There are also simple seasonings on my own stall. I originally thought that guests have their own tastes to add. Who knows that they are so fragrant that there is no picky taste at all.
An An loosened her shoulders for Gu Chunzhu, and she stood up to stir-fry the noodles. She skillfully scrambled the eggs and cut the cabbage. They were almost fried with mushrooms. Then put the fresh noodles down and swayed with chopsticks while frying. On the surface, this skillful operation alone can't help but give me a few more glances.
People passing by outside the shed were pedestrians, and the people walking past couldn't help but come in and asked, "How do you sell fried noodles?"
"This stir-fried noodles is eaten by ourselves. Our stall sells pork intestines. The business is so good that we sold out and we don't have to eat it. Dasao can try it tomorrow." Gu Chunzhu declined this business but promoted his own If the pig's large intestine sells all the fried noodles, then she must starve to death.
After rejecting several guests in a row, the Su family had eaten fried noodles.
"My mother, you are so powerful, and soon Beijing will know our pig's intestine. As long as it reaches our brother's ears, we will see him sooner or later." An An said while sullenly eating. "Unfortunately I waited at the gate of the college today. A lot of people haven’t seen my brother in the past. I’ll see it tomorrow.
"Well, as long as our family works together to find Xiaocheng sooner or later." Gu Chunzhu is not discouraged. Now her vulgarity is sold anyway, but Daya has not yet appeared. For example, some people passing by today who looked at the status of status were taken away by their own servants, indicating that this big Su Taiya stall is not enough fire, and people who come to a certain level will come to eat regardless of their status.
"Hmm!" An An also nodded his head heavily.
The family ate bowls of noodles and went home. Gu Chunzhu and Ms. Miao washed the pile of open-mouthed bowls left today. An An was holding some flowers that were accidentally dropped in the morning. The flowers they took out were tinkering with them.
She matched the flowers with the leaves and showed them to Gu Chunzhu. "Is it good-looking like this, and can't you see where they dropped the leaves."
"Well, An'an is doing floral art. In addition to hiding the bad, the color of the flower is as close as possible. For example, we use the color of the purse. The color is similar and the mix is ​​softer. Or there is a strong The conflicting colors will also collide with beautiful shapes."
Gu Chunzhu doesn't know much about the floral art, but no matter what, in the eyes of some customers, the value is justice. Anyway, if the color matching is good, there is always nothing wrong with it.
An An nodded and fiddled with himself again.
"King knocking..." Knock came from the door. The door was not closed at all. I saw Tan standing at the door and looked at Gu Chunzhu with a smile.
"Aunt Xiaoliu, I've sold out the flowers. I'll give you how much money you need for your flowers." An An said while pulling out her purse. Gu Chunzhu didn't take her money. Get up, so she is financially independent now.
When Tan heard An’an’s words, he was a bit embarrassed.
Auntie came here today and didn’t ask you for money. It’s a delicious meal at home. I’ll give it to you to try it. Well, the business of watching so many dishes should be very good."
An An knew what the Tan meant, but still said with a small face: "Auntie, one thing is one thing, this capital is still for you."
"Are you all sold out?" Tan's surprised.
"Sold out." An An raised his eyebrows slightly, his chin lifted with pride.
"It must be that An An is good-looking, and the flowers are beautiful, so I sold them so well. I used to hold Hao Geer and sold them. The business was very poor, and Primary Six would not let me go." Tan Shi's symbolic collection of An'an's thirty literary silver said that tomorrow also Xiaoli would send it to her, and An'an was happy.
Tan sent the shredded sweet potatoes. The sweet taste was very good. After sending the food, she consulted with Gu Chunzhu about the recipes that Xiao Liu loved to eat last night. Then she went back.
This afternoon, I was also busy buying pig intestines and pork bone soup. Gu Chunzhu thought about it. Tomorrow the pig intestine with white rice and penny money, and I will send another bowl of pork bone soup to avoid choking the guests.
After washing the pig's large intestine, she went to bed and squinted for a while, and it was dark. Ms. Miao prepared the dinner. This day was full and busy.
The second day was another sunny day.
Gu Chunzhu and Su Wangqin went to the stall as usual, and as soon as they came, many guests were waiting. After they had eaten yesterday, they came again today. Some guests gorged on the stall, and saved Gu Chunzhu's effort.
Don’t worry about the vulgarity, but it’s so elegant. Gu Chunzhu put the plated flower cakes in the most prominent place of the stall. There was a small wooden sign on the side that read two or two silvers, which can also be seen from outside the shed.
The guests who came to eat the pig's intestines also asked in surprise, "Boss Madam, you're doing a good job, but how can you sell it so expensive?"
"My name is Dasu Daya, the vulgar is the pig's intestine, and it's natural that I am this flower cake." Gu Chunzhu replied with a smile, glancing at the flower cake he made today was particularly satisfied.
She was busy playing pig intestines and white rice for the new guests.
At this time, an embarrassing word came out, "You can sell two or two silver for your small stall, too much self-exaltation, I think your name will be changed to a vulgar."
The comer has a two-faced eight-character beard, a square hat on his head, and looks at the eyes of the thief. It is not a guest who comes to eat the pig's large intestine. It seems to be looking for something.
"The price is up to me. No matter what the stall is or not, it is your business to buy it or not. What price is my business." Gu Chunzhu fought back softly, but the soft words were hidden in the sword.
To put it bluntly, it is ironic that this eight-character beard man can't afford it, and to gossip, it is really idle.
The man with a beard with eight beards was so angry that he pulled his beard, and he accidentally gave pain. His teeth grinned. He even walked into the stall and scolded: "You go wash the pig's intestine again. Do what you call ya, is this kind of thing worthy of ya, ignorance."
Gu Chunzhu threw the rag on her hand on the stall. She had set up the stall and opened the store. The people who had dealt with this kind of fault had already had experience.
She stared at Xingmei and looked at him and said, "Then the cooks in your family will not be able to eat or drink Lasa? Is it possible that I won't absorb the pig's large intestine? Suck your fingers?"