Wenjiacun is not far from the town but not close either. It takes half an hour to walk with a cart.
It was already broad daylight when they arrived in town. A street has been specially designed in the town for villagers and vendors to sell their goods during the market day.
It was a bit late, and the spots on the street and in the middle of the street were occupied, so they found a spot at the end of the street.
Wen Nuan saw that there was a chicken seller next to this place. When the customer took the chicken out of the cage, the chicken would flutter a few times and raise a cloud of dust and some chicken feathers. This place was obviously not suitable for selling cooked food.
"Dad, let's go to the corner."
Wen Chun: "The location is too remote. Many people are too lazy to walk there and leave after buying something halfway. No one wants to set up a stall there."
"It doesn't matter. The aroma of wine doesn't have to worry about the depth of the alley. We sell cooked food. When the aroma wafts out, it will attract people to come. Besides, there are many places there, so it is convenient for people to queue up to buy."
The most important thing is that there is no one setting up a stall nearby so it is less dusty and clean.
Of course, Nuan Nuan didn't say this in front of the chicken seller.
After hearing this, the aunt glanced at Wen Nuan and twitched the corners of her mouth: Are you still waiting in line to buy? It would be great if someone bought it!
Wen Chun also felt that the scene of everyone queuing up to buy was a bit unimaginable.
But my sister can do whatever she wants!
Wen Jiarui: "Okay, listen to Sister Nuan."
He pushed the cart over, because no one wanted to come to this corner. They didn't even need to put the things on the ground, they just rolled the cart horizontally, put down the baffle, and started selling.
Warmth opened the wooden lid on the barrel, and the unique aroma of fried snails floated out.
Nuan Wen opened his throat directly: "Don't miss it when you pass by. Come and have a look, try it, it's free, delicious spicy fried screws! Two coins a bowl, free taste!"
Nuan Nuan shouted without warning, startling the two of them and looking at her in surprise!
After Nuan Nuan shouted, he glanced at the two of them: "Dad, big brother, shout, no one will come if you don't shout!"
After Nuan Nuan finished speaking, he continued to shout loudly: "Walk by..."
Wen Jiarui: "..."
Wen Chun: "..."
The two of them opened their mouths, but no sound came out. Instead, their faces turned red!
Sister Nuan is so amazing!
The warm voice was soft and sweet, without the sharpness of the street hawking voice.
On the contrary, the ethereal Buddha comes to the world like the sound of nature, with a refreshing clear spirit, and is as gentle and agile as a lark emerging from the valley.
Everyone was attracted by the singing voice.
Free tasting
An old man passing by smelled the tangy fragrance, and his nose moved: It smells good!
He couldn't help but walked over and asked, "What are you selling?"
"Grandpa, what we sell is fried snails. It's fragrant and delicious! It's great with both food and wine!" Wen Nuan said crisply with a smile.
She put a bowl of snails out, then picked up a snail and picked out the snail meat inside with a bamboo skewer: "Grandpa, try it."
The old man took it and took a look: "Can this little thing be eaten? It won't taste like mud after eating it, right?"
After hearing this, Wen Chun immediately picked up one and sucked out the meat inside: "Of course it's edible, it's delicious. I can eat three large bowls by myself."
Seeing this, the old man tasted it, and then his eyes lit up: "Yes, it is really spicy, delicious, and strong! There is no muddy taste at all. This stuff is strong with wine. Does it cost two cents a bowl? Give me two bowls to try. "
"Okay!" Wen Nuan quickly filled two large bowls with lotus leaves, then filled half a bowl more, wrapped it up, and handed it to the old man with both hands: "Grandpa, because you are our first customer, give me half a bowl more." Bowl, Chenghui four cents!"
The old man took out four cents and handed it to Wen Jiarui: "Brother, your daughter is amazing and knows how to do business. You will be blessed in the future!"
Wen Jiarui took the four cents with both hands and said, "Mr., you are so complimentary."
"I'm never wrong about people! If this fried snail tastes good, I'll buy it for you next time."
He said warmly and sweetly: "Thank you, grandpa. We will still set up a stall here tomorrow."
"good."
At this time, a few more people came to the stall. Everyone saw the old man trying it and buying it. A big man couldn't help but asked: "Old sir, is this delicious?"
“It’s delicious. You can try it for free. You’ll know after you try it! It’s perfect for drinking!”
As soon as the big man heard this, he immediately said to Wen Jiarui: "Brother, give me a try. It's delicious, so I'll buy it. It smells delicious!"
This time Wen Chun imitated Wen Chun and quickly picked out a piece of snail meat with a clean bamboo stick and handed it over: "Brother, please try it."
The big man took it, tasted it, and said without saying a word: "Give me three bowls, not five! This food is delicious. Two cents a bowl is a great deal. The eggs cost a cent each, and they are not so delicious!"
"OK, just a second!"
Wen Nuan and Wen Jiarui quickly started packing. Wen Nuan said he bought more and gave away half a bowl.
Then two more people tasted it and bought it directly.
After all, it is something new, and people are curious about it. Then more people come to taste it and buy it.
So Wen Chun was in charge of cashiering, and Wen Nuan and Wen Jiarui were in charge of packing. In less than an hour, the five large buckets of snails were almost sold out! Only a third of the barrels remained unsold.
But there are still people queuing up to buy.
At this time, a young man and woman came over. The man had a beautiful tree in the wind, and the woman looked sweet. She wore a pink skirt and was more delicate than a flower.
The woman was surprised: "Fourth uncle? It's really you! What are you selling?"
Nuan Nuan recognized her as Wen Yu, the second daughter of the eldest Wen family.
Wen Jiafu once got a windfall, so he opened a restaurant in the town and his family became wealthy.
He has a son, Wen Liang, and two daughters, Wen Wan and Wen Yu.
The three of them had been reading and literate since childhood. Wen Liang passed the imperial examination at the age of sixteen. Master said he was a talented person, and Zhu said he was going to be the top scholar.
Wen Wan is good at playing the piano, and Wen Yu is good at painting. I heard that they are both famous in the town and are known as talented girls.
In the memory of the original owner, Wen Wan was as his name suggests, gentle and graceful, and he was gentle and kind to everyone.
Wen Yu has an impulsive personality and speaks harshly. She can be considered a talker without thinking. Of course, she is like this only because of people who look down on her.
And the white-faced scholar next to her is the original owner's ex-fiancé Zhu Zhenxuan.
The two of them seem to have a good relationship
Wen Yu put his head into the barrel and said in surprise: "Oh my God! Isn't this a snail? You are actually selling such a cheap thing. Is this thing for human consumption? Even animals don't eat it! You are not afraid of eating dead people?" ?"
Zhu Zhenxuan glanced at Wen Nuan and the fried snails in the stall with disgust, turned his head away, and looked at him even more and thought it was dirty. He thought: Showing your face in public is unethical, what a shame!
Fortunately, Wen Yu woke her up and broke off the engagement with her, otherwise she would have been embarrassed to death.
At this time, it happened to be a woman's turn to come to buy with a child. The child was trying the food: "Mom, it's delicious, I want to buy it! I want to buy it!"
The woman was frightened after hearing Wen Yu's words. She quickly picked at the little boy's mouth and said, "Spit it out quickly! Spit it out quickly, this thing will kill you, don't eat it!"
"I don't want it, it's delicious! I want to eat it!" The child tried to avoid it and swallowed the snail meat in one go.
The woman was so frightened that she slapped the child's back hard, and then dug at the child's throat with her hands: "Why did you swallow it! It will kill someone!"
The child was made to cry.
There were three or five people lining up originally, but now more people gathered around the stall, and everyone was talking: "Isn't this thing poisonous?"
"Who knows, I've never eaten it!"
“It’s better not to buy it, it’s not worth it if you get a bad stomach!”
"Yes, I'll buy it after seeing if people who have eaten it are interested."
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