"Teach him two hands?"
Pan Haodong turned and looked at Zhu Dachang. His face was much cleaner than before, but the rotten sores were still there. It took some time for the plaster to recover before he could look like a person.
Now Zhu Dachang is still a beggar, no different from before.
His face is covered with sores, groveling and cowardly.
He turned his stomach when he saw Zhu Dachang.
Bend your fingers.
A white awn disappeared into Zhu Dachang''s face.
Soon, Zhu Dachang felt the itch on his face, subconsciously grabbed it with his hand, and then pulled off scabs to reveal fresh and tender skin.
"Well, it looks much better now."
Pan Haodong took back his eyes, turned to subdue the dragon and said, "subdue the dragon. Just teach him two hands. I don''t have this time, but I can give you a secret recipe for burning cakes."
"How does it taste?"
Dragon subduing is not clear.
This guy has never stopped talking since he entered the kitchen. He eats steamed buns one by one and steamed dumplings one by one. He eats faster than anyone. Angry Xiaoyu wants to destroy him.
The steamed stuffed buns and steamed dumplings on the table are all made by the childe for them. The Dragon subduing happened to come and taste them. It doesn''t matter. You can endure a full meal, but you can''t eat the sea!
It''s almost eaten by him.
Too much!
"No worse than the steamed stuffed bun you eat."
After a pause, pan Haodong continued: "of course, different people with the same formula must have different tastes, but as long as they are made in strict accordance with the formula, Shaobing will never worry about selling."
"I believe that."
Jianglong believes in big brother''s cooking.
The recipe for pancakes given by big brother must taste excellent.
So
After eating a delicious steamed stuffed bun lunch, Jianglong found a dustpan, packed nine steaming soup filling bags, and greeted Zhu Dachang to leave panjiazhuang with the baked cake formula given by his eldest brother.
the second day.
Under the compulsion of subduing the dragon, Zhu Dachang used the ten Wen money given by the other party to start the fund, bought some flour, seasonings and ingredients, and made 30 pancakes according to the formula.
Then he borrowed the dustpan from his eldest brother''s house and went out to sell baked cakes.
Dragon subduing followed far behind to supervise Zhu Dachang''s behavior and prevent the other party from eating or hiding.
Beggars are best at hiding food. It is said that dogs can''t change eating shit. If they don''t supervise Zhu Dachang for a period of time, they can confirm that the other party has changed his mind and began to rely on themselves to make money by selling baked cakes, he won''t rest assured.
"Selling pancakes."
"Zhu Dachang baked cake fresh out of the pot!"
"Selling Shaobing... Selling Shaobing..."
Zhu Dachang carried 30 baked cakes and hawked along the street, but the voice was too low. Only a few people passing by could hear it, and others couldn''t hear it.
Therefore, the attention attracted was limited. After half an hour of selling, none of them were sold.
"Why didn''t anyone buy such delicious pancakes?"
Zhu Dachang couldn''t understand it. Subconsciously, he grabbed a baked cake and sent it to his mouth. He ate it beautifully.
"It''s really mud that can''t help up the wall..."
The Dragon subduer who followed him just wanted to come forward and scold, when he saw the pedestrians around him, hurriedly stopped and gathered around Zhu Dachang, followed by a meal.
"Hey ~ ~ do you sell baked cakes?"
A Confucian scholar with some spare money in his pocket asked.
"For sale."
Zhu Dachang said, "you, what do you want?"
No one looked at it after calling for a long time. As a result, he took a bite and was immediately surrounded by people. According to a rough count, there were 40 or 50 people.
Zhu Dachang, who has never experienced such a battle, is a little flustered!
"Just sell it. How much is it?"
The Confucian scholar asked before.
"Two words."
"It''s a little expensive, but it''s so fragrant. It''s worth the price. I''ll take two."
The Confucian scholar took out four copper plates very readily, put them into Zhu Dachang''s dustpan, and took two pancakes by the way.
Under the leadership of Confucian scholars, others also began to pay for baked cakes.
"I want two, too."
"I want one."
"I three..."
"Hey, don''t rob!"
"Leave me some."
29 pancakes were robbed in an instant, and only a small pile of copper plates remained in the dustpan.
The number must be wrong.
Zhu Dachang, who was doing business for the first time, was ignorant throughout the whole process. He only received less than 40 of the 58 copper coins he should have received, because in the process of robbing the pancakes, someone secretly grabbed a handful of copper money.
Dragon subduing is clear.
However, he did not intend to pursue. These are things that Zhu Dachang needs to pay attention to. After more experience, he will guard against them. He is only Zhu Dachang''s master, not Zhu Dachang''s father, and can''t control each other for a lifetime.
"Well, eat good Shaobing! How fragrant! "
"It''s fun!"
The passers-by who grabbed Zhu Dachang''s Pancakes exposed and exclaimed.
Some people who didn''t buy it were ready to go away, but when they understood the voices of passers-by, their greedy insects were hooked up again.
Someone couldn''t help complaining: "Hey ~ ~ selling sesame cakes, why do you sell so much at a time? It''s not enough for us to buy. Will it be sold tomorrow? "
"Sell, sell."
Zhu Dachang, who gradually returned to his senses, said happily at the speech.
"Do more tomorrow."
"Good, good."
“……”
"Master, the baked cakes are sold out."
As he walked away from the customers who didn''t buy baked cakes, Zhu Dachang ran to his master and burst into tears.
The happy, naughty look, like a very complete household, waiting for parents exaggeration of children.
Jiang long smiled and patted Zhu Dachang on the shoulder. He asked, "how does it feel to make money in business?"
"Feeling?" Zhu Dachang thought for a while and said solemnly, "it''s easy to be a beggar without begging for money. Just take a broken bowl and stretch out your hand."
"...." the Dragon subdued himself.
"Ha ha ~ ~ master, don''t cheat."
"Although making money in business is more tiring than asking for money, it feels very different. If you buy things to make money, you will have a great sense of achievement..."
Zhu Dachang smiled happily. He just smiled and cried.
He never thought that his hands could be used to do business and make money in addition to asking for money. He felt very unreal.
But it''s fun.
He likes the feeling of exchanging labor for income.
I didn''t think about working before. I was a beggar since I was a child, and I got skin diseases. Big families didn''t dare to ask him. Over time, I became a salted fish.
It''s different now.
Now that Zhu Dachang has recovered from his skin disease and has the skill of abundant food and clothing, his days will be running.
As long as the pancake business continues, there will be houses, wives and everything.
"You boy."
The Dragon subdued Zhu Dachang''s chest with a hammer and said with a smile, "your acting was good just now! Even I was cheated by you. "
"Master, thanks to you. If it weren''t for you, I might have been a beggar all my life. "
"It''s not enough to thank me. I have to thank my big brother."
"I want what I want. When I make money in a few days, I''ll buy gifts and thank you."
"It''s good to have this heart. Forget the gift. My eldest brother doesn''t lack your gift."
“……”
Zhu Dachang sold baked cakes and tasted the fun of doing business and creating income with both hands. Before dawn the next day, he got up and made baked cakes with noodles.
With the ingredients and noodles he bought with yesterday''s principal and income, he made more than 100 pancakes and went on the street. He sold them all before half an hour.
On the third day, two hundred baked cakes were still not enough to sell.
On the fourth day, Zhu Dachang paid a man to make dough for himself and made 300 baked cakes, but it was still not enough to sell
However, he did not intend to increase the amount. He would earn 300 baked cakes a day, 600 Wen of gross income, and 200 mosquitoes in five days, excluding the principal and wages.
One thousand words, one or two silver, thirty days a month, can earn six liang of grain silver.
Zhu Dachang was content.