Food: Set up stalls randomly, customers chase me ten streets

In an instant, the scene of eating candied haws on a stick as a child appeared before Zhang Jianjun's eyes like a dream.

It was not like now where you can buy it whenever you want.

In my mind, the uncle selling candied haws on a stick was wearing a cotton jacket and a cotton hat, pushing a broken bicycle. On the back of the bicycle was a half-meter-long target made of straw, densely packed with various kinds of things. of candied haws.

The uncle who sells candied haws on ice walks the streets and alleys to the countryside, and his shouting voice is clear and penetrating.

Just listening to it can make a group of children cry.

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

"Master, the young master has warned you that your sugar intake has exceeded the standard this month and you should not eat sweets anymore."

Zhang Jianjun:......

The good mood disappeared in an instant.

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

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

"Indeed, the candied haws on a stick is too sweet, uncle, just eat one bunch, don't eat 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 not controlled, is really dangerous. If you fall, the risk of sudden death is very high.

"Stop calling me uncle, call me uncle."

"Okay, Uncle Zhang."

Lin Zhou changed his words obediently, guessing that Uncle Zhang might feel that calling him uncle made him look older, while calling him uncle made him look younger.

Men, they all refuse to accept old age.

Lin Zhou can understand.

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

The hawthorns wrapped in sugar syrup seemed to suddenly have spiritual energy and became bright and bright.

The moment you bite into your mouth, a crisp sound bursts between the teeth, and a sweet and sour taste takes turns in the mouth, causing saliva to gush out like a spring. First there is sweetness, then sourness, chewing together, Sweet and sour, so delicious, so delicious!

In less than a moment, only a solitary wooden stick remained in the bunch of candied haws.

"One bunch is too little, just two."

Zhang Jianjun finished the bunch of candied haws in two mouthfuls and couldn't get enough.

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

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

Lin Zhouyue said that Zhang Jianjun drooled more and more.

Holding back his greed, he prepared to send it back to Sister Wang and the others later, so that he could stay alone and maybe eat one of each flavor.

Someone is watching here, so he must not be able to eat.

I haven’t eaten this stuff in years. It’s okay if I can’t see it. But if I see it, I really can’t help it!

...

Lin Zhou moved very quickly. He had to make five hundred skewers, which was a lot of weight. He took several skewers in one hand, staggered them, put them into the sugar pot, dipped them lightly, took them out and smashed them on the water board, and instantly formed a On the horizontal surface, this kind of candy piece is the favorite part of children. It is purely sweet, hard and crispy. Eating it in the mouth is no different from holding candy.

Pure hawthorn fruit, two in a bunch.

One bunch of strawberries.

Blueberries, four in a bunch.

Peaches, pears, and apples are all in clusters.

Hawthorn fruits wrapped with fillings come in bunches.

Lin Zhou counted the candied haws while skewering them. After he had reached 500 skewers, he sorted the candied haws and placed them in a glass cabinet.

The familiar tricycle stalls have been systematically transformed into rows of glass cabinets to hold candied haws.

In order to sell more skewers, Lin Zhou set the price as three yuan for one bunch, five yuan for two skewers, and ten yuan for five skewers.

There are so many flavors to choose from.

With this portion, buying it for ten yuan is the most cost-effective price.

Calculating it this way, selling five hundred bunches of candied haws a day is not too difficult to accomplish.

"It's done. If you want to eat the rest of Uncle Zhang's, you can take them home. If you don't finish them, put them in the freezer. They will taste the same when you take them out. It will be easier to keep them for a long time in the summer."

Lin Zhou himself doesn’t like to eat candied haws. Although it’s delicious, eating too much of it can make your teeth sore.

Seeing that Zhang Jianjun liked it, I packed up the remaining dozens of strings for him to take home.

"Hey, why are you so embarrassed?"

"It's not worth much. We make it ourselves and everyone can try it."

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

If it weren't for their help today, he would definitely not be able to make five hundred bunches of candied haws quickly.

Uncle Zhang really helped him a lot.

When I have time later, I have to treat people to a meal.

It can be seen that he also likes to eat.

...

After all preparations were completed, Lin Zhou ate a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach, and rushed to the gate of a primary school in a hurry.

The only audience he can think of for candied haws of sugar is primary school students.

It's only half past one, students don't start class until 2:15, and there are parents of students inside and outside the door. It's a good time to set up stalls.

Lin Yiyi came over, and the glass cabinet was densely packed with all kinds of candied haws, some of which were made from pure hawthorn, with bright red bunches; some hawthorns were inlaid with maroon jujube paste, alternating between the two and wrapped in shiny The candy looks very cute; some are a bunch of black candied dates, which are very conspicuous hiding in a sea of ​​red...

No matter which style of candied haws, the outside is covered with a layer of translucent sugar skin, and one side is made of flat sugar flakes.

Under the sun, red, yellow, and black colors flashed in the glass cabinet... all kinds of candied haws were vying for beauty, and the ice crystal-like sugar skin exuded a dazzling and attractive light.

The sour water in the mouths of the children flowed down involuntarily. They looked at Lin Zhou as if they had lost their souls, their eyes full of longing.

Not all kids.

Some parents who sent their children to school were attracted when they saw these beautiful candied haws piled together.

"Brother, how do you sell candied haws on a stick?"

As soon as Lin Zhou found a seat and parked the car, a little girl came over carrying a schoolbag that was half her height.

Lin Zhou lowered his head when he heard the voice. The first thing he saw was the big schoolbag. The little girl seemed to be crushed. She walked with her body bent, for fear of being weightless by the schoolbag behind her.

Are primary school students under so much pressure to study now?

It goes without saying that this schoolbag is very heavy.

And when I looked up, I saw that it wasn't just the little girl's schoolbag that was like this, the schoolbags of these primary school students were all very big.

Some parents put their schoolbags on their children when they were about to enter the school, and the children's originally upright posture was immediately bent, visible to the naked eye.

terrible!

"Kid, are you alone?"

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

It feels like coaxing a child.

"Yes, mom dropped me off and left."

"Then what flavor of candied haws you want to eat? It costs three yuan for one bunch, five yuan for two sticks, or ten yuan for five sticks."

Even a primary school student knows how to settle accounts.

Obviously five yuan for two skewers is cheaper.

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

This generous appearance surprised Lin Zhou.

Nowadays, primary school students have so much pocket money! ?

He originally thought that selling it at the entrance of a primary school might be a bit expensive for children, but now he thinks he was overly worried.

The kids were richer than he thought.