Gourmet Food Supplier

Chapter 204: Little things that can be done (first)

The "哗哗" old woman took the loaded garbage in one hand and started to go back with a small broom in one hand until she came to the garbage collection station and threw the garbage in her hand.

At this time, it was only four to fifty. Some sanitation workers began to go to work, and the old woman began to go back with the street lights and the slowly lit up.

Going back to my hut, I first changed my clothes and scrubbed it before I started making buns.

Among the hot air, the chubby buns are steamed with aroma.

"I don't know what the small boss is selling today, this business is getting better and better." The old woman put a buns and smiled and said something.

The face is very happy.

When Yuanzhou got up at 4:30, the first thing was to open the curtains with "哗", the ground of the front door was already clean, and the street cleaning was still not far away.

"I really help to clean, the speed is still very fast." Yuanzhou frowned, talking to himself.

Then wash, prepare to go out to run, back to the store is only six o'clock, this time Yuanzhou wants to make assorted buns, good vegetarian food in the morning.

With a hundred buns at the speed of Yuanzhou, it is naturally a matter of hand.

When Yuanzhou was making buns, the old woman took two insulated barrels and started from her own home.

The insulated bucket is full of steamed buns and freshly cooked soy milk. It looks very heavy. The old lady will take a break for each 50 meters and then continue.

After fifteen minutes of walking, the old woman walked for fifty minutes. When she arrived, it was already more than seven o'clock. At the entrance of Yuanzhou Xiaodian, some people started to line up. There were still many people who refused to take a break and began to sell.

"Buns, hot buns, soy milk." The voice of the old woman was full, with a slight gasp.

This time, unless it is hungry, it is generally not bought, but the customer is ready-made, the old woman will not give up, the people around the queue will slowly circle, and sometimes one or two cups of soy milk will be sold.

Time to the Yuanzhou store to open the door on time.

"Yes, today is an assorted buns. I didn't eat it last time. I can taste it this time." The advanced door immediately knew the breakfast of Yuanzhou today, and was very happy to tell the people behind the queue.

This is not open to discussion.

"I heard that the buns are plain stuffing, the vegetables inside are tender and watery, and they are delicious." People who can't eat begin to say all kinds of things.

"Look at what you said, it was already hungry, and now it is even more hungry." The diners said dissatisfied.

"I am here to help you increase your appetite, and you will ensure that you eat more fragrant." The man said with a cheeky face.

"Forget it, you can't let Yuan boss sell a steamed buns to me." The diners said silently.

"It is also said that when there is no restriction, I must eat it." This person said that this is always yearning.

"I can't see it. In the store, Yuan Boss alone. If you don't restrict those people to buy ten or eight, let's not want to eat it." It is also good to follow the rules. The diners understand it for a long time.

"That is also said, after working hard to earn money, like the moustache, eat every day, when the canteen." The diners looked at Wuhai, who entered the door early, said with a rhetoric.

The diners who lined up here are talking about delicious food. The mood to eat is very urgent, and the hawkers selling buns there are not so beautiful.

Every time Yuanzhou sells buns, the business of selling the same things with his crash is generally not good.

Think about it too, what is the taste of the buns made by Yuanzhou, and the buns made by these hawkers are only full of grades according to the grade, so that whoever eats is better.

"It seems that this buns can't be sold today." The peddler who sold the buns sighed and prepared to go elsewhere to sell.

"This boss is also true, the guests are not finished, and do not give us a little bit of a little life to buy and sell." A hawker who said that the soy milk buns were dissatisfied with a small car.

"Where can we say this, our business is not all brought up by the little boss, this business is much better than before." The old woman is resting on the side, after hearing, the face showed a disapproving expression, said directly.

"I just complained and complained." The hawker is still not convinced, but seeing no one around to help him, he will not say anything.

If you do business, you don’t see it, you don’t have to quarrel for such a small matter.

Yuanzhou only makes a hundred buns a day, and includes his own breakfast. It is only about 96 or so, and a bowl of buns is a girl’s food. Men are two. A buns are also eaten.

The business of the surrounding hawkers is still very good, the old lady is left with five buns and three cups of soy milk not sold, such a business old woman is also very satisfied.

"Today's meals are all there." The old woman looked at the buns that had not been sold and was not in a hurry. She said with a smile, she couldn’t sell herself.

Every day, the old woman is doing the steamed buns, cleaning, and then selling the steamed buns, the life is very regular peace of mind.

The earlier Yuanzhou finally got the wish to see the sweeper.

"哗" opened the curtains, but this time it was only four o'clock, it was the time when the old woman cleaned.

The old woman carefully sweeps the floor, picks up the rubbish, and the soup at the door is quietly watched. The scene under the streetlight is somewhat inexplicable.

"The hawker at the door?" Yuanzhou's five senses are more than ordinary people, and they will recognize the look of the old woman.

This is one of the hawkers at his door. He started to understand that Yuanzhou was a little surprised, and Yuanzhou did not go out to greet the old woman, nor did he wash and change clothes, but screamed in his room.

The people who lined up early the next morning found a sign in front of the Yuanzhou store.

Yuanzhou Code: Please take your own garbage.

"The rules of Yuan Boss is one more." The diners said with emotion.

"No, this Yuan boss is really like a compass. Every minute is not bad." This is a complaint.

"That's not bad, looking at the vertical sign, I thought it was a leave of absence, scaring the baby, not just fine." This is the diners scared by Yuanzhou fancy leave.

"This is also the case, garbage is a small matter." After returning to God, everyone feels that as long as Yuan Boss is not asking for leave, it is good to say.

The old woman naturally saw it, and her face smiled. She looked at the small shop and said, "The little boss is good."

Other hawkers who have not complied with will be said by the diners. After all, it is already in the hearts of diners to follow the rules of the Yuanzhou store.

In this way, the garbage at the entrance of the Yuanzhou store is slowly decreasing, and the old woman is still cleaning a lot, but it is much easier.

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