The bullock cart stopped in an open space. Wan Chaogui jumped out of the cart and started unloading the goods quickly. He placed the things he brought on the ground one by one.
"Just put your things next to us. There are no requirements here. Whoever occupies this land first will own it." Mrs. Zhao pointed to her right side and said.
To her left is an old man selling persimmons. He is picking the persimmons in the basket with his head down. He carefully divides the persimmons into two piles on the left and right. One pile is intact, and the other is slightly damaged. Crushed.
Chen Wanbai looked at the orange-red persimmon, his throat couldn't help but twitch, and he felt a little greedy.
However, she thought that she had not eaten yet, so she gave up the idea of buying persimmons for the time being.
Persimmon is a nutritious fruit that contains a variety of vitamins and minerals, but it also contains high levels of tannic acid and pectin. Ingesting these ingredients on an empty stomach may have some adverse effects on the human body.
In a fasting state, the gastric acid concentration in the stomach is high, and the tannic acid in persimmons is more likely to combine with the gastric acid to form hard lumps that are difficult to digest, namely "stomach persimmon stones." These gastric persimmon stones may remain in the stomach, causing symptoms such as stomach pain, nausea, and vomiting. In severe cases, they may even lead to gastric ulcers and gastric bleeding.
Persimmons also have a high content of pectin, which has a certain astringent effect. Eating it on an empty stomach may increase the burden on the gastrointestinal tract and cause discomfort.
Mrs. Liu was about to take out all the bamboo tubes in the backpack. Chen Wanbai saw this and said quickly: "Mom, you don't have to take them all out. You can still see clearly if you put them in the basket."
If you take them all out, they will fall over easily, and the pickle juice in the bamboo tube will spill out accidentally.
Chen Wanbai stepped forward and took out a bamboo tube from the basket on his back, an empty small bowl, and a bowl filled with banana leaves cut into similar sizes.
"Xiaobai, what are you...?" Mrs. Zhao was a little curious.
"Grandma Zhao, you will know later." Chen Wanbai said with a smile.
"Hey, you girl. Tell grandma, no one is here yet, how long do I have to wait." Mrs. Zhao patted Chen Wanbai on the head and said.
"Hehe, Grandma Zhao, just wait for me to pick out some pickles and show them to the guests, and then give them a taste." Chen Wanbai pointed to what she took out and explained.
Only then did everyone suddenly realize.
"Then you won't lose money if you do this?" Mrs. Zhao still didn't quite understand.
"No, these dishes are nothing in the first place and are not worth much money. If you don't let people taste them, how can they be willing to spend money to buy them."
Mrs. Zhao nodded and said with a smile: "Your little brain is quite flexible."
Several people quickly laid out the things they brought, and Mrs. Zhao smiled and said to Chen Wanbai: "NowThere aren't many people here yet, so you should go shopping first. The market has everything, so buy some delicious ones when you see them. The stall is right here. I'll look after it for you. How do you sell it at this price?
Chen Wanbai replied: "One bamboo tube weighs half a catty and sells for ten cents. Two bamboo tubes cost eighteen cents." Thank you, Grandma Zhao. ”
This pickle is made from small rapeseed in the vegetable field. Rapeseed sells for ten cents per catty in the town. She also uses a lot of oil, salt and seasonings. It sells for eighteen cents per catty. It's a small business.
Mrs. Zhao waved her hand with a smile: "Okay, go ahead, you're welcome. Take advantage of the fact that there are still few people and take a stroll around. "
Mrs. Liu and Chen Wanbai thanked Mrs. Zhao and walked towards the center of the market.
Considering that they had not eaten the morning meal yet, they decided to go in first. On the road to the market, there were many small vendors selling food.
As soon as he passed the flag, Chen Wanbai was attracted by the strong aroma of pancakes, steamed buns, and steamed buns. , wontons, noodles...
"Baozi ~ freshly baked buns ~ big and fragrant buns! "The woman selling steamed buns yelled at the top of her lungs. The white mist was billowing on the steamer, and the chubby steamed buns were vaguely visible.
"Noodles~Eight dollars for a bowl of noodles~Noodles with smooth texture. , don’t miss it! "The noodle shop owner swung the noodles skillfully while soliciting customers loudly.
"Cooking cakes~Cooking cakes~Cooking cakes cost five cents each~Crisp and delicious cooking cakes! "The uncle who sells cooking cakes is shouting hard, and the chopping board in front of him is filled with golden cooking cakes.
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“Xiaobai, do you want to eat steamed buns? "Ms. Liu asked.
"Okay. "Chen Wanbai felt that it was all right.
Just when the two were about to reach the bun stall, two men had already arrived in front of the bun stall.
"How to sell buns? "A man asked in a gruff voice.
"The vegetarian ones cost one penny each, and the meat ones cost three cents each. How many do you want? "The woman selling buns looked up at the two big men, her face instantly filled with smiles, secretly thinking that this must be a big deal.
"Is it so expensive? Why is the price the same as in town? "The other big man frowned, looking a little unhappy.
"Hey, don't eat if you can't afford it. Look at how poor you are! I am the only one selling steamed buns in this whole market. If you like to eat them, get out of here! "The woman selling steamed buns' face fell, and her mouth was like a barrage of firecrackers, and she yelled sarcastically, her eyes full of disgust and disdain.
She thought that two such strong men, at least one person They would buy five or six steamed buns, but they didn't know they were too expensive.
The two men looked unhappy after being scolded by the woman.
One of the men stepped forward, pointed at the woman selling steamed buns and said, "You bitch, what are you talking about? There's no one like you in business!"
The woman selling steamed buns didn't show any emotion at all. Fearful, he stretched out his hand to pick his nostrils, raised his head and said: "Huh! My buns are not for poor people like you. Buy them if you can afford them, and leave if you can't afford them. Don't delay my business here. ! "
When Chen Wanbai saw it, he immediately stopped and held Liu back.
"Xiao Bai, let's not eat steamed buns anymore. That stall owner is so unreasonable." Seeing this dispute, Ms. Liu didn't want to buy steamed buns anymore.
"Mom, that lady selling buns is picking her nose. Do you think she will wash her hands later?"
Upon hearing this, Ms. Liu covered her mouth and smiled. She thought her daughter didn't want to eat steamed buns after listening to the boss's words, but she didn't expect it was for this reason.
At this time, there were many people around, and everyone was pointing. The two of them did not step forward or leave, but stood aside and watched the excitement.
One of the two men had a bad temper. As soon as he stepped forward, he was grabbed by the other man.
The woman selling steamed buns saw it and said angrily: "Hey, you can't afford the steamed buns, are you going to rob them?"
She is not afraid, her man and Several brothers were not far away. As long as she howled, they would rush over immediately.
Another man grabbed the bad-tempered man, snorted coldly, and said, "Forget it, let's go. Even if this bun is given away for free, I won't eat it!"
The woman selling the buns suddenly became unhappy: "Send it to you? Do you deserve it? My buns are just for dogs, and I won't give them to you."
After saying that, she used her The hand that had picked his nose was not afraid of being burned, so he reached into the steamer, took out a bun, and threw it on the ground.
"Da Zhuang, let's eat the buns."
A big dog immediately emerged from the stall and pounced on the buns.
Chen Wanbai said to Mrs. Liu: "Mom, she really doesn't wash her hands."
Mrs. Liu laughed even harder: "Okay, let's go. Go look elsewhere. "
The two turned and left, and the quarrel between the woman selling buns and the man came from behind.