Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

"And me, I want two pounds..."

After I bought the first one, I quickly bought the second one and the third one...

There are also some people who are more thoughtful, standing aside and watching, hoping that the Mengnu people can sell the remaining beef cheaper at the end, so that they can cut it off and take it back to satisfy their greed.

Caiwei moved slowly in the queue. She originally had to wait in line for a long time before her turn came, but because there were many people in front of her running to buy beef, she got there quickly.

"Miss, what kind of stuffing do you want to buy? How many do you want?"

The owner of the bun shop greeted me warmly with a smile on his face.

Caiwei thought for a while and said, "Twenty meat ones and twenty vegetarian ones!"

"Hey, okay!"

The boss quickly took out two steaming steam drawers from the back and opened them.

Suddenly, a special fragrance hit my nose, including the smell of meat, the fragrance of flour, and an indescribable fragrance.

Caiwei took a curious look and found that the bottom of the steamer was not an ordinary drawer cloth, nor the corn leaves commonly used by Northeasterners when steaming things, but a layer of tender lettuce leaves. At that time, the lettuce leaves had already It was steamed and turned yellow, but there was still a light fragrance of green vegetables.

The white buns are also different from other buns. As the boss packs them, the skin of the buns keeps trembling, as if there is water inside.

"Why is this bun still shaking?" Caiwei smiled curiously.

The boss said strangely: "Is this your first time eating our steamed buns? Don't you know that our steamed buns are all soup dumplings?"

Soup dumplings? There were soup dumplings in this dynasty?

Caiwei stuck out her tongue in surprise, admiring the wisdom of ancient working people at that time.

The owner of the bun shop quickly wrapped up the forty buns Caiwei ordered, then took a handful of clean wheat straws as long as his index finger and wrapped them in another oil paper bun.

"Girl, when you eat, remember to stick a straw into the bun first to suck out the soup inside, and then eat the bun. Otherwise, the soup inside the bun will splash on your face. !"

"Yeah, I got it, thanks for reminding me!"

Caiwei agreed, carrying the buns with interest, and walked out of the bun shop.

Outside the shop, two Mengnu men were still selling. There was a lot of beef missing from the two baskets, and there were also a lot fewer people buying meat around them. It was no longer as lively as before.

Caiwei walked over, looked at the beef in the flower basket, and said to the two Mengnu people: "How much is left? I'll take care of the rest!"

"Is what the girl said true?"

The two Mengnu men said happily: "We have about 140 to 50 kilograms of meat left. Are you sure you want all of it?"

Caiwei nodded: "Yes, I'll pack it, but you have to help me deliver the meat to my residence!"

"no problem!"

Such a large number of customers came all of a sudden, and all their meat was wrapped up. There was no need for them to cut off a pound or a tael, and there was no need for them to argue with these fussy people about the title. Of course, the two Mengnu people were very good. He was so happy that he inserted the knife that was about to cut into his flesh back into his waist and said to the people who were watching: "I won't sell it anymore, I won't sell it anymore, let's all disperse..."

Some people said dissatisfiedly: "I wanted to cut off a piece and take it back to treat guests, but they cut it off!"

Others said sourly: "What can we do if we cut it off? Who makes people rich and powerful? How can we poor people compete with them?"