80s control group: After the marriage exchange, I was loved by the group

Chapter 30 The smile on his face faded

After selling a basket of buns, Lin Chuxia would put the basket aside and place the basket with buns on the cart on the bottom layer of the baskets on the stove.

By selling them layer by layer and putting them layer by layer, we can ensure that there are five baskets of buns on the stove, and we can also ensure that the buns each customer gets are hot.

When the train was about to enter the station, the stall became quiet. Lin Chuxia took the opportunity to tidy up the stall and look at the fire.

Not long after, the train arrived at the station. In addition to people getting on the train, some people got off. These people were very hungry after sitting on the train for several days. When they saw the hot buns, they were willing to buy a few to eat. Some people even took the buns and sat down at the stall to eat them.

Lin Chuxia thought about buying two thermoses after closing the stall, and bringing two thermoses of boiled water and a few bowls tomorrow.

If customers eat at the stall, hot water is provided free of charge.

When doing business, in addition to the reputation of the product itself, the service must also keep up.

Fifteen baskets of buns were sold out before the next train arrived.

In addition to those who take the train, those who buy her buns also include nearby residents. Lin Chuxia treats these people more carefully and regards them as potential long-term customers.

She is confident in the taste of the buns. If she wants to keep her business going for a long time, her reputation still has to depend on old customers bringing in new customers.

When she got home, Qin's mother looked at the sun which had not yet set in the sky and was a little surprised, "You sold them all?"

"All sold."

Mother Qin smiled and said, "I knew you would have no problem selling these buns, but I didn't expect them to sell so quickly. You must be tired, go take a rest. Tell me what to do with these things."

Seeing Lin Chuxia was about to move things downstairs, Qin's mother hurried forward.

"No, Mom. Put it aside for now. I'll just drink some water and then I'll do it. I want to drink the cornmeal porridge that Mom made. Please make an extra bowl in the evening."

Qin's father was in poor health, so Qin's mother liked to make an extra bowl of porridge when cooking. She cooked cornmeal porridge or millet porridge almost every night.

Mother Qin was delighted when she heard this. "Then I'll go make porridge."

"Mom, let's have meat buns tonight. I've saved a few."

"Okay, then I'll make another cold dish."

Seeing that Qin's mother went to the kitchen, Lin Chuxia also returned to the house.

He stuffed his small cloth bag with change, poured himself a glass of water, and counted the money while drinking.

When I saw the ten-yuan big unity buns being sold, I put them aside, picked out the two-yuan and one-yuan ones and stacked them up, and finally the fifty-cent, twenty-cent, and ten-cent ones, as well as the five-cent, two-cent, and one-cent ones.

She sold buns for ten cents each because she didn't want too much small change and it would be too troublesome to get change.

At this time, there are not only coins but also banknotes in the form of five cents, two cents, and one cent.

I stacked the money and counted it, the total was 14 yuan.

She brought 15 baskets of buns today, 10 in each basket, and each one costs 15 cent, which should be yuan.

However, there are always drawbacks in any business. I gave one to my eldest brother, and later I found that several of them were damaged by glue, so I sold them all at a low price.

This morning, not counting expenses like the stove and steamer, she bought four pounds of pork, at 90 cents a pound, two pounds of green onions, at 6 cents a pound, and about five pounds of white flour, at 1.2 cents a pound, plus ginger and seasonings. All in all, the cost was about five yuan.

After deducting the costs, Lin Chuxia was able to earn ten yuan a day, and she was quite satisfied.

In her previous life, she started her business by feeling her way forward, and she was very happy with an income of one or two dollars a day. Now that she has experience, she will naturally not take detours again.

After putting the money away, Lin Chuxia unloaded the cart and cleaned the used steamers. The weather was hot now, so food hygiene must be taken seriously.

After a while, Qin's eldest brother and sister-in-law came back from the fields. Seeing Lin Chuxia brushing the steamer in the yard, Qin Han was surprised.

"Sister-in-law, you're back from business so early?"

"Yes, big brother. I didn't make many buns today. I came back early. I still have some buns left. Don't make anything else for dinner, big sister-in-law."

When Qin Han heard this, he smiled without hesitation and said, "Okay, I've been craving for buns these days."

Zhang Guilan also said, "That's great, it saves me a lot of trouble."

After entering the house, the smiles on the couple's faces faded.

Zhang Guilan glanced out the window and whispered, "I told you, doing business is not that easy. I see that my sister-in-law has bought a lot of things from this business. When will she be able to make a profit?"

"Keep your voice down so that no one outside can hear you. And don't say too much when we eat. My sister-in-law has a good idea. Money is hard to make. Anyway, the second brother has a salary and can handle her bullying. At most, we can have a few more buns."

Zhang Guilan snorted coldly, "You're dreaming. Those are meat buns. Go from the east end to the west end of the village and ask every household, who eats meat buns all day long?"

Their Qinjia Village is close to the county town, and the farmers are vegetable farmers. Their lives are indeed better than those of ordinary farmers, but it is limited to having enough to eat. Eating pure white flour every meal is good enough. Do they want meat buns every meal?
"Aren't you going with her to buy coal tomorrow? I have 10 yuan here for you to take, we will pay for the coal," said Zhang Guilan as she took out 10 yuan from the kang cabinet.

Qin Han didn't answer. "This is all the 10 yuan we have. Didn't you say you wanted to buy some cloth to make a new piece of clothing? Zhuangzhuang's clothes are too small..."

Zhang Guilan stuffed the money into his hand without saying anything, "New clothes can be made anytime. The beans will be harvested in a few days. You can make new clothes with the money you earn from selling them. How can you be ashamed to eat other people's meat buns every day?"

Qin Han thought about it and realized that it was true. He didn't know how many meat buns his brother and sister-in-law had left and how many days they would need to eat them.

Lin Chuxia had no idea that her elder brother and sister-in-law had imagined so much. After cleaning the steamer, she went to the kitchen to help Qin's mother cook.

By the time Qin Han and Zhang Guilan finished cleaning up, dinner was ready.

A table was placed in the yard, and the whole family sat around it and ate together, as if they had not separated.

Qin Han regained his cheerful look and handed a meat bun to his father. "The smell of this meat bun makes me hungry. Thanks to my sister-in-law, I have a treat today. I have to eat a few more."

Zhang Guilan had already taken a bite and couldn't help but open her eyes wide, "This is so delicious, I have never eaten such a delicious meat bun in my life."

Qin Han glanced at his wife and thought that although his wife seemed careless at ordinary times, she was more careful than him when it came to things.

Look at the expression and tone, they are so realistic. If the couple hadn't agreed on it in the room, he would have believed it.

His wife was already performing so hard, he couldn't fall behind.

"Really? Then let me try it too," Qin Han also took a bite.

On the day Qin Yang left, Lin Chuxia only gave a few of the steamed meat buns to Qin's father and mother. It was the first time for Qin Han and Zhang Guilan to eat the meat buns she made.

After Qin Han took a bite, his expression changed, and he took another bite.

After finishing a meat bun in three bites, he finally had time to talk, "This is so delicious, sister-in-law, how come yours is better than the ones in the state-owned restaurants? How can such delicious meat buns be left over? Those people really don't know what's good."

(End of this chapter)