Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

The old man was so tired that he had to eat something.

In an instant, the scene of eating candied haws in his childhood appeared in front of Zhang Jianjun like a dream.

At that time, unlike now, you can buy it whenever you want.

In my memory, the uncle selling candied haws wore a cotton jacket and a cotton hat, pushing a broken bicycle. On the rear rack of the bicycle stood a target made of straw more than half a meter long, which was densely filled with all kinds of candied haws.

The uncle selling candied haws walked through the streets and alleys and went to the countryside. His shouting voice was clear and penetrating.

Just listening to it could make a group of children cry with envy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jianjun took the candied haws handed over by Lin Zhou and was about to eat it when he was interrupted by Sister Wang.

"Master, the young master has told you that your sugar intake has exceeded the limit this month, so you can't eat sweets anymore."

Zhang Jianjun:......

The good mood disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Jianjun wanted to complain and scold Zhang Mingyuan, that bastard.

But in front of Lin Zhou, he still held back and closed his mouth.

"Indeed, the candied haws are too sweet. You can only eat one string, not more."

Uncle Zhang looks young, but he is actually not young anymore. He needs to pay more attention to his health.

Especially high blood pressure, if it is not controlled, it is really dangerous. If you fall, the risk of sudden death is very high.

"Don't call me uncle, call me uncle."

"Okay, Uncle Zhang."

Lin Zhou changed his words obediently, guessing that Uncle Zhang might think that calling him uncle made him old, and calling him uncle made him look younger.

Men, they all refuse to admit old age.

Lin Zhou could understand.

Several people picked up the prepared candied haws and started eating.

The hawthorns wrapped in syrup seemed to have spirit all of a sudden, becoming bright and beautiful.

The moment they bit into it, a series of crisp sounds burst between the teeth, and waves of sweet and sour tastes took turns in the mouth, causing saliva to flow out like a spring, first sweet, then sour, chewing together, sour and sweet, so delicious, so delicious!

In less than a moment, there was only one lonely wooden stick left in the string of candied haws.

"One string is too little, just two."

Zhang Jianjun finished a string of candied haws in two bites, and it was not enough.

He looked at Lin Zhou eagerly, as if waiting for him to continue.

"There will be candied haws with fillings later. I have prepared red bean filling, mung bean filling, jujube paste, purple potato paste, taro paste, and walnuts."

The more Lin Zhou said, the more Zhang Jianjun's saliva flowed.

He resisted his greed and prepared to send Wang Jie and the others back first, so that he could stay alone and maybe he could get one of each flavor.

He definitely couldn't eat it because someone was watching him.

He hadn't eaten this thing for many years. If he didn't see it, it would be fine. If he saw it, he really couldn't help it!

......

Lin Zhou's movements were very fast. He had to make 500 strings, which was a lot. He took several strings in one hand, staggered them, put them in the sugar pot, dipped them lightly, took them out and smashed them on the water board, and instantly formed a horizontal surface. This kind of candy is the part that children like to eat the most. It is pure sweet, hard and crisp. Eating it in the mouth is no different from holding candy.

Pure hawthorn fruit, two per string.

Strawberry, one per string.

Blueberry, four per string.

Peaches, pears, and apples are all in a bunch with one petal.

Hawthorn fruit wrapped with fillings is in a bunch.

Lin Zhou counted them while stringing them, and when he had 500 strings, he sorted them and placed them in glass cabinets.

The familiar tricycle for stalls has been transformed into several rows of glass cabinets for storing candied haws.

In order to sell more strings, Lin Zhou set the price at three yuan per string, five yuan for two strings, and ten yuan for five strings.

There are so many flavors to choose from.

With this amount, it is most cost-effective to buy ten yuan.

In this way, it is not difficult to sell 500 strings of candied haws a day.

"It's done. If you like the rest of Uncle Zhang, take them back. If you can't finish them, put them in the freezer. The taste is almost the same when you take them out. They are easy to melt if they are left for a long time in the hot summer."

Lin Zhou himself doesn't like candied haws. Although they are delicious, eating too much will make your teeth sour.

Seeing that Zhang Jianjun liked it, he packed up the remaining dozens of skewers for him to take back.

"Hehe, how can I be so embarrassed."

"It's not worth much, we made it ourselves, everyone can try it."

Lin Zhou also packed a portion for Master Li, Aunt Zhang, and Sister Wang.

If it weren't for their help today, he would definitely not be able to make 500 skewers of candied haws so quickly.

Uncle Zhang really helped him a lot.

When he has time later, he must treat them to a good meal.

It can be seen

He also loves to eat.

......

After everything was ready, Lin Zhou ate a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach, and rushed to the gate of a primary school.

The audience group of candied haws that he could think of was primary school students.

It was only 1:30 now, and the students didn't go to class until 2:15. The parents of students inside and outside the gate were just a good time to set up a stall.

When Lin Zhou came over, the glass cabinet was densely packed with all kinds of candied haws. Some were pure hawthorn, a bunch of red; some hawthorns were inlaid with red jujube paste, the two were alternated, wrapped in shiny syrup, and looked very cute; some were a bunch of black candied dates, hiding in a sea of ​​red and very conspicuous...

No matter what kind of candied haws, they were wrapped in a layer of translucent sugar skin, and one side was a flat sugar slice.

In the sun, the glass cabinets were flashing red, yellow, black... all kinds of candied haws were competing for beauty, and the icy sugar skins were emitting dazzling and attractive light.

The children couldn't help but feel the sour water in their mouths, looking at Lin Zhou as if they had lost their souls, their eyes full of desire.

Not all of them were children.

Some parents who sent their children to school were also attracted by the beautiful candied haws piled together.

"Brother, how much are the candied haws?"

Lin Zhou had just found a good place and stopped the car when a little girl came over with a backpack half her height.

When Lin Zhou heard the voice and lowered his head, the first thing he saw was this big backpack. The little girl seemed to be crushed. She was bent over when she walked, for fear that she would lose weight because of the backpack on her back.

Are the current primary school students under such heavy learning pressure?

This backpack is heavy without thinking.

And looking up, it's not just the little girl's backpack, the backpacks of these elementary school students are all big.

Some parents send their children to school, and when they are about to enter the school gate, the parents put the backpacks on the children, and the children's originally upright postures are immediately bent.

It's terrible!

"Little friend, are you alone?"

Facing the young children, Lin Zhou's voice unconsciously became gentle.

It feels like coaxing a child.

"Yes, mom sent me and left."

"Then what flavor of candied haws do you want to eat? Three yuan for a string, five yuan for two strings, ten yuan for five strings."

Even elementary school students can calculate the bill.

Obviously five yuan for two strings is cheaper.

The little girl asked for ten yuan without hesitation, and took out ten yuan from her pocket and handed it to Lin Zhou.

This generous look surprised Lin Zhou.

Do elementary school students have so much pocket money now! ?

He originally thought that the price would be a bit high for the children to buy at the entrance of the primary school, but now he thought he was overthinking.

The children were richer than he thought.