Chang’an Peasant Girl

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"Ten Wen?!" The uncle gasped in fright. Immediately, he said kindly: "Girl, there is no food in this market that can sell for ten cents a pound. I think you are fresh, so you should only come out to do business today, no wonder you don't understand the market. , you should lower the price in case you can't sell it."

"Uncle, my husband and I have been thinking about this dish for a long time. Ten pennies is already the lowest price. If it is lower, we will lose money." Jing Jing lied without changing his face.

"This" when the uncle heard the loss, he stopped persuading him. Just at this time, someone came to buy the uncle's food, which took away the uncle's attention, and the quiet was happy and relaxed.

The moldy tofu is sold in the vegetables grown by a group of sellers, and the moldy tofu looks good. Everyone can't help but glance at it curiously, but they just glanced at it and didn't ask what Jingjing was or how much it sold for.

Jing Jing saw that the people who came to buy vegetables were so inactive, so he took the initiative to shout: "Sell fermented bean curd, sell fermented bean curd, delicious fermented bean curd, everyone can taste it first, if it doesn't taste good, you can not buy it"

Anyway, she didn't expect her Gao Leng Xianggong to sell, or she did it herself.

Xiao Changyi didn't expect An Jing to be hawking. He was stunned at first, and then the corners of his mouth were raised almost invisible.

Others might not be able to see that Xiao Changyi was laughing, but Jingjing could see it. Even though his smile was extremely inconspicuous, she could still see it out of the corner of her eye, who had been watching her family's high-cold husband, so Jingjing shouted even more vigorously. .

"Selling fermented bean curd, delicious fermented bean curd"

Even if the fermented bean curd can't be sold, but she can make her smile coldly, she will earn it!

Xiao Changyi looked at the high-spirited tranquility, and felt that his daughter-in-law was really a luminous body, attracting his attention, so that his eyes always wanted to stay on her and never look away.

An Jing shouted so loudly, and said that he could try it. The town sold nothing to try it at all. This was the first time for An Jing, so it quickly attracted many people to stop in front of the stall.

"Is this the fermented bean curd you said?" A middle-aged woman with a basket asked, pointing to the four pieces of moldy tofu on the plate.

"Yes."

"What is this made of?" Without waiting for a quiet answer, the middle-aged woman stared at the moldy tofu on the plate and said to herself, "It feels a bit like tofu, but I don't think so."

"It's made of tofu. My husband and I have been pondering for a long time before we figured out such a meal. The taste is completely different from tofu, and it is very delicious."

"Can you really taste it first?" the middle-aged woman asked again.

The other women who stopped also looked at the quiet, obviously wanting to ask this.

"Of course." An Jing smiled and found a few pairs of chopsticks from the basket. "Dear sisters, would you like to try it? If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to buy it."

Holding on to the principle of not trying to eat for nothing, several women took the chopsticks in An Jing's hands and stretched them out to the fermented bean curd on the plate.

Because there is a lot of chili powder on it, everyone thinks it is very spicy, so they don't dare to add more, they only add a little to taste.

"This smell" a woman's eyes became brighter as she tasted it, "It's very strange."

"It feels very suitable to eat in porridge." Another woman said.

"Yeah," An Jing interrupted at the right time, "it's really suitable for eating in porridge, it's delicious. And this is very delicious. You have already tasted it now, and you should be able to taste it."