"Wow!" The old woman started walking back with the packed garbage in one hand and a small broom in the other. She didn't throw down the garbage until she came to the garbage recycling station.
It was only 4:50 at this time, and some sanitation workers started to go to work. The old woman started to walk back under the street lights and the slowly brightening sky.
When I returned to my hut, I first changed my clothes and scrubbed them, and then started making steamed buns.
In the hot air, the plump white buns are steamed with the aroma of steaming them.
"I wonder what the little boss is selling today, but the business is getting better and better." The old woman said with a smile while placing the buns.
The face showed a very happy state.
When Yuan Zhou got up at 4:30, the first thing he did was to open the curtains with a bang. The ground at the front door was already clean again, but the person who was cleaning the street was still far away.
"Someone really helped clean up, and the speed was very fast." Yuan Zhou frowned and said to himself.
Then he washed up and prepared to go out for a run. It was only six o'clock when he returned to the store. At this time, Yuan Zhou wanted to make assorted steamed buns. It would be good for his health to eat a vegetarian diet in the morning.
With Yuan Zhou's speed, making a hundred buns was a matter of course.
While Yuan Zhou was making steamed buns, the old woman set out from her home carrying two thermos buckets.
The thermal bucket was full of steamed buns and freshly cooked soy milk. It looked quite heavy. The old woman would rest for a while every fifty meters before continuing.
After walking for fifteen minutes empty-handed, the old woman walked for almost fifty minutes this time. It was already past seven o'clock when she arrived, and people had already begun to line up in front of Yuanzhou's shop. There were quite a few people, and they started to sell without taking a break.
"Baozi, warm buns with soy milk." The old woman's voice was full, with a slight breath.
Unless you are hungry at this time, you generally won’t buy anything to eat. However, since customers are ready, the old lady will not give up. She will slowly circle around the people in line and sometimes sell a cup or two of soy milk.
As soon as the time arrived, Yuanzhou's store opened on time.
"Yes, today we have assorted steamed buns. I didn't get them last time, but I can finally try them this time." The first person to come in immediately knew what Yuan Zhou had for breakfast today, and told the people in line behind him happily.
This is not a discussion.
"I heard that the steamed buns are all stuffed with plain fillings, and the vegetables inside are so tender that they are so delicious." People who couldn't eat began to tell various stories.
"Looking at what you said, I was already hungry, but now I'm even hungrier." The diner said dissatisfied.
"I'm here to help you increase your appetite, and I'll make sure you eat more deliciously later." The man said cheekily.
"Forget it, you can't make Boss Yuan sell me one more bun." The diner said speechlessly.
"That's right. It would be nice if there were no restrictions. I must eat it." The man said that he was yearning for it.
"I don't think it's possible. There's only one boss in the store, Yuan. If we don't restrict those people from buying ten or eight pieces, we won't be able to eat it." There are benefits to following the rules, and diners will understand it over time.
"That's right, forget about working hard to make money and then be like that mustache, come here to eat every day and use it as a cafeteria." The diner looked at Wu Hai who came in early and said boldly.
The diners queuing up here were talking about the delicious food and were eager to eat, but the bun vendor over there was not in such a good mood.
Every time Yuan Zhou sells steamed buns, the business of those selling the same stuff as him usually doesn't do well.
Think about it, what does the steamed buns made by Yuan Zhou taste like? The steamed buns made by these vendors are only filling according to the grade. Who can still eat it in this comparison
"It seems that these buns can't be sold today." The bun vendor sighed and prepared to sell them elsewhere.
"It's true that this boss has no end to greeting customers and doesn't leave any way for small business like us to survive." A vendor pushing a cart with soy milk buns written on it said dissatisfiedly.
"How can we say this? Our business is not all driven by that small boss. This business is much better than before." The old woman was resting aside. After hearing this, she said directly with a look of disapproval on her face.
"I'm just complaining and complaining." The hawker was still a little unconvinced, but seeing no one around to help him, he muttered and remained silent.
When doing business, there is no need to quarrel over such trivial matters.
Yuanzhou only makes a hundred steamed buns every day, including his own breakfast, so the sales are usually only about ninety-six or seven. One steamed bun and a bowl of lotus root starch are what a girl can eat, and a man only needs two more. I can eat a steamed bun.
Therefore, the business of the surrounding hawkers was still very good, and the old woman only had five steamed buns and three cups of soy milk left unsold. The old woman was very satisfied with this kind of business.
"Today's food is all ready." The old woman was not worried when she saw that the steamed buns were not sold but had gone cold.
Every day the old lady makes steamed buns and soy milk, goes to clean, and then sells steamed buns and soy milk. Her life is very regular and peaceful.
Yuan Zhou, who got up earlier, finally saw the cleaner as he wished.
"Wow" opened the curtains. It was only four o'clock at this time, which was when the old lady was cleaning.
The old woman sweeps the floor and picks up rubbish seriously, watching the noodle soup at the door quietly. Such a scene under the streetlight is a bit inexplicable.
"The vendor at the door?" Yuan Zhou's senses were much better than ordinary people's, and he recognized the old woman clearly by her appearance.
This was one of the hawkers at his door. Yuanzhou was a little surprised at first, but later he understood. However, Yuanzhou did not go out to greet the old lady, nor did he wash up and change clothes, but started messing around in his room.
People queuing up early the next morning discovered a sign erected in front of Yuanzhou's store.
Yuanzhou Rules: Please take away the garbage yourself.
"Boss Yuan has one more rule." The diner said with emotion.
"No, this boss Yuan is really like a compass, every point is correct." This is the complaint.
"That's not bad. Looking at the vertical sign, I thought asking for leave would scare the baby to death, but it's okay." This is a diner who was frightened by Yuan Zhou's fancy request for leave.
"That's right, garbage is a trivial matter." After coming back to their senses, everyone felt that as long as Boss Yuan didn't ask for leave, it would be easy to talk about it.
Naturally, the old lady saw it, with a smile on her face, and glanced into the shop, "The little boss is kind-hearted."
Any other hawker who doesn't follow the rules will be criticized by diners. After all, it has been deeply rooted in the hearts of diners that only by following the rules of Yuanzhou's shop can you get delicious food.
In this way, the garbage at the entrance of Yuanzhou's shop gradually decreased, and although the old woman still cleaned it every day, she felt much more relaxed.
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