"Candied haws... what is this?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of it before."
"Go and have a look..."
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The term "candied haws" is undoubtedly a new term for people in this world.
With a curious mind, the pedestrians on the street looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a burly man standing there in a certain corner of the street, holding a long stick in his hand, with something densely inserted into the top.
Take a closer look, those things that are the size of abacus are worn together, aren't they just ordinary red fruits
Even if there is a layer of crystal clear things hanging on the red fruit, and sesame seeds are sprinkled on it, it can't change the fact that it is a red fruit.
"Hey, man, you ice... How do you sell ice gourds?"
A young man in a gown stepped forward and asked.
"A string of five cents."
The simple and honest man immediately opened his mouth and returned.
"Five cents?" The young man was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head and left.
Red fruit is not a rare thing. You can buy several catties for a penny on the street, and a fool would spend five pennies to buy only a few of them.
"I thought it was something rare, but it was just a few red fruits..."
"A string of five cents, this guy really dares to ask for the price."
"Tsk, there's nothing to see, let's go..."
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Seeing that the crowd attracted by his first cry of selling, quickly dissipated without any one left, the heart of the big man surnamed Fang couldn't help sinking.
What he was most worried about happened...
"This is five pennies, give me a bunch." A voice came from the side, and the big man surnamed Fang turned his head to see that a middle-aged scribe in a navy blue shirt took out five copper coins from his pocket and put them in the in his hand.
This was his first customer, the big man surnamed Fang was overjoyed, he hurriedly collected the money, took a bunch of candied haws and handed it over, "Your candied haws."
The scribe reached out to take it, and then left directly, disappointing the big man surnamed Fang who wanted to get his evaluation.
After all, he still doesn't want everything he has done these days to be wasted work.
Where the big man surnamed Fang couldn't see, the middle-aged scribe took a bite of the candied haws, a look of surprise flashed across his face, he looked down at the candied haws in his hand, and murmured: "Sweet in the sour, crisp and delicious, really unexpected , Hongguo actually has such a novel method... "
Because of the hunger in his belly, he bought a snack that he had never seen before on the street, but it brought him a different surprise. A smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged scribe, and his mood seemed to change. Get better, and continue to move forward.
At this time, the big man surnamed Fang who made the first deal, also had a little hope in his heart, raised his head, and shouted at the top of his voice.
"Sugar-coated haws… "
“Delicious candied haws…”
"Candied haws, not sweet, no money..."
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Half an hour later, the big man surnamed Fang, who shouted with a hoarse voice, leaned against the wall very discouraged, and the sliver of hope in his heart was ruthlessly destroyed.
Until now, his second bunch of candied haws has not been sold.
It has to be said that the shape of the candied haws is still very strange, which attracted many people to come forward to inquire, but when they saw that the so-called candied haws were just a few red fruits strung together, and the asking price was actually five renminbi, they all rushed forward. Lost interest.
"Would you like to sell a bunch of candied haws for a penny first?" Lao Fang said to himself helplessly, but thinking of his uncle telling him that a bunch of candied haws must not be less than five pennies before leaving, he could only dismiss this idea .
On the street, a little farther away from the big man surnamed Fang, a brat about five or six years old was hugging a woman's thigh and crying endlessly.
"Be obedient, mother will make delicious food for you when you get back!" The woman said helplessly as she looked at her child who was suddenly pissed off and couldn't be coaxed no matter how hard she tried.
"No, I want to eat it now!" The bear child was obviously not so easy to fool, he hugged her leg and shook his head vigorously.
The brat who has already figured out his mother's tricks knows that after returning home, what awaits him is definitely not delicious food, but a severe beating to punish him for disobedience.
Instead of waiting foolishly to go home and get beaten, it's better to pester mother for some benefits now, so that it will be worth it even if you go back and get beaten.
Of course, the rambunctious children on the street quickly attracted the attention of passers-by. The woman felt a little uneasy after being watched by so many people. He found that the crying beside him had stopped.
Looking down, he found that the bear was staring straight ahead somewhere, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pointed to the direction of the street corner, and said, "Mom, I want that!"
After a while, the bear child who had to taste his wish licked the candied haws in satisfaction and left. He liked this kind of delicacy that he had never eaten before so much.
After eating all the hawthorns, I licked the icing on the bamboo sticks and was reluctant to throw them away. I carefully put them away, and even licked the residue at the corner of my mouth. I was full of joy and thought that I must tell a few good friends after returning home. , didn't realize at all that the woman beside him had an uneasy expression on his face, and the first person who greeted him when he returned home was probably a severe beating...
For an entire hour, only two sticks of candied haws were sold, and Lao Fang was completely desperate.
"This time, I'm afraid my uncle will be disappointed..."
With a long sigh, the big man surnamed Fang picked up the stick with the candied haws on it, and was about to go back home. He had just taken a few steps when there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps behind him. The next moment, he found himself surrounded .
Surrounding Lao Fang was a group of brats, the oldest of whom was only ten years old, all looking excitedly at the candied haws in Lao Fang's hands.
The brat standing in the front was about five or six years old. Lao Fang had just met him. He took care of his second business.
The bear boy covered his buttocks with one hand, with tears still on his face, pointed to the bunches of candied haws, and said, "That's it, whether I lied to you or not, you'll know right away!"
After finishing speaking, the bear child stretched out his small hand, revealing the five copper coins in his palm, and said loudly: "Uncle, I want a bunch of candied haws!"
"I also want!"
"And I!"
"I want two skewers!"
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The bear children chattered one after another, and Lao Fang looked at the little white hands that were outstretched, with a dazed expression on his face.
On the street, a girl passing by looked suspiciously at a group of cheerful brats whizzing by, each of them held a bamboo stick in their hands to eat something delicious and sweet, and when they looked forward, I saw the big man carrying a strange stick.
The power of the bear boy should not be underestimated, the candied haws suddenly lost a small half, replaced by a large pile of copper coins in his pocket.
"Excuse me, how do you sell this?"
Just as Lao Fang was standing there in a daze, a pleasant voice came from the side.
Looking at the extremely pretty girl standing beside him, the old man surnamed Fang blushed and said, "Five, five cents..."
"Okay, give me one..." the girl nodded and said with a smile.
After taking a bite, her mouth was instantly filled with a sweet and sour taste. The girl's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and she took out a small piece of silver from her pretty purse, and pointed to the remaining candied haws: "I want all of these." !"