Cannon Fodder Just Wants to Farm (MTL)

Chapter 24: Being Sought After

The guest's early appetite was awakened by the sauce-flavored pancakes. The pancakes brushed with sauce were cut into small pieces and wrapped in oil paper. He directly picked up a piece with his hands and ate: "It's delicious, and the taste is good." Before leaving, he said: " Will you also set up a stall here tomorrow?"

"Yeah." He Zifeng said: "From now on, we will open the stall even if it doesn't rain."

The guest laughed and said, "I'll come back tomorrow."

After he finished shopping, He Zifeng watched his son run over and bring a square stone from nowhere. Then he stood on the stone and placed his hands on the money box. He looked at the passing crowd with bright eyes.

Qiu Yu said: "Isn't it boring to be here? Don't come with me tomorrow." The adults don't care how tired they are, the main thing is that they are afraid that their son will be bored.

Xiao Heran refused: "No." Such stubbornness was exactly the same as He Zifeng's temper.

Soon there were more people coming and going. He Zifeng kept making pancakes, brushing them with sauce after they were done, and placing the pancakes in front of him.

"How much does one cost?" someone passing by asked.

"Six cents." He Zifeng said.

"Here's one." For people in the county, six cents is not expensive. It costs ten cents to eat a bowl of noodles there.

"Give me one too."

A lot of people quickly gathered at the small stall. It takes a while to bake a pancake. Those who can wait can buy freshly baked pancakes, but those who can't wait can buy baked pancakes, which are still warm.

Soon the five cards that He Zifeng had baked were all bought, and those who came later could only wait nearby.

They all passed by in the morning to buy something and planned to go back to eat.

The cakes sold out faster than they expected. Qiu Yu had already started kneading the dough, and all the twenty sheets she had prepared before were sold out. There were a few more I wanted to buy later, but I saw that I needed to knead the noodles again, so they all fell apart.

Kneading noodles requires strength, so He Zifeng simply turned off the fire. He took over the job, and the dough he kneaded was very tough. Fortunately, I wore a few extra large basins and kneaded half the bag of noodles in one go. Shape into five large dough balls and then divide into smaller pieces.

New stalls like theirs need to wait for customers to come.

Xiao Heran came to the county town for the first time. He looked around and felt that everything was fresh. As the sun came up, there were a little more people on the street. Many other people setting up stalls began to sell. stand up.

"Rouge, the best rouge."

"Selling bean bags. Selling bean bags..."

"The courgettes from the provincial capital, sweet and crispy courgettes."

Xiao Heran watched intently, and his shouts were very distinctive. Xiao Heran looked at them and then at the two fathers. Then, he said: "Dad, let's shout too."

Qiu Yu could never shout out, he was shy. As for He Zifeng, he can't shout either. His son is only four years old but very ambitious.

The two fathers encouraged him: "How about you give it a try?"

"Yes." Xiao Heran agreed quickly, but when he mustered up the courage, he made a small voice and said in a sweet voice: "Selling cakes."

He Zifeng couldn't hold it back and laughed.