Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Chapter 30: Earning

The opportunity to get food for free immediately drew many people who believed that doing so would be profitable. Hence, after Xiaoxiao stuffed a piece into her mouth, others tried to take it with the bamboo stick.

It was sour, refreshing, and fragrant. When they chewed it, it was as crisp as dried radish. It was different from what they had eaten in the past.

In this day and age, who didn't have rice with pickled vegetables and pickled vegetables? However, this was the first time they had eaten sour bamboo shoots, with crispy and delicious. It was too delicious.

Seeing that there was a chance, Xiaoxiao quickly pointed at her stall. "If you like it, buy some and try it. One copper coin for a large serving. It's delicious and cheap. We only bring two jars here today. There won't be any left after selling them!"

It was unknown if it was because of the low price or the sense of danger that they could not buy anymore after it sold out, but it attracted many customers in front of the sour bamboo shoot stall. However, many people did not buy it and even wanted to freeload.

Xiaoxiao didn't chase them away and said sweetly, "If you didn't taste it just now, you could also buy a bowl of noodles from this uncle's noodle stall. The noodles cooked by this uncle are delicious. Among the side dishes, there are sour bamboo shoots. Everyone can try them."

Seeing that she still remembered to solicit business for him while busy, the stall owner's smile widened, especially when he realized that people were sitting down to eat noodles. The bazaar would be held for three days in a row. He thought it was not impossible to let these children be here daily.

Just as the crowd was bustling, Ning Dalang suddenly heard a woman in front of the stall extend her hand. "Give me one, please."

He was stunned momentarily, but Xiaoxiao, who was the quickest to react, stuffed the tasting plate into Second Brother. She scooped a large spoonful of washed leaves for the woman and wrapped it up. "Thank you, beauty. You're the first guest. I'll give you more!"

The woman was so happy that she couldn't help but laugh when she was called Pretty Sister. She then wanted to buy another serving. However, as soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. Although it wasn't expensive, she did not know if her family liked it. What if she bought more and no one liked to eat?

Xiaoxiao thought and said, "Wow, you have good taste. How about this? To thank you for your trust, I'll give you one portion if you buy two portions today. Then you'll have three portions for two coins. These are the sour bamboo shoots for you. Keep them well. You can add to porridge, rice, or noodles when you return. Your exquisite culinary skills will reach a new height!"

She blinked her eyes. "The others as well. Buy two free ones!"

The woman was stunned. She thought she had profited from carrying three bags of sour bamboo shoots.

With her in the lead, more people bought sour bamboo shoots. It did not seem unacceptable for them to buy fresh food for one copper coin; it was such a big spoonful. On second thought, neither one or two copper coins were not expensive. Buying two sets of bamboo shoots, and they would get one for free, and they even earned one copper coin for nothing. Then what were they waiting for? Buy it!

Ning Dalang checked the account, which increased from one to two copper coins. People who took the initiative to request a taste were also surrounding Ning Erlang. About two hours later, the jar of sour bamboo shoots they brought was sold out.

Ning Erlang looked at the copper coins in his brother's pocket and felt he was in a dream. Was he earning money?

However, after one jar, very few customers came here. Everyone rushed to other stalls.

Ning Erlang's emotions were very complicated. He was happy and a little dissatisfied. Xiaoxiao could see his struggle at a glance and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry. The second round will come soon."

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