Chapter 1210 Control group in the 1990s (19)

Although Xu Yin didn't know at the moment that there were already laid-off workers in Tongzilou who were jealous of her sesame biscuits business and planned to follow suit and sell sesame biscuits, she had no intention of guarding the stove and only selling sesame biscuits.

Four days ago, when her sesame-seed pancake stall first started operating, she went to the blacksmith shop to order a pot—a large double-sided frying pan for making sauce-flavored pancakes.

I thought it would be ready today, so I planned to pick it up after closing the stall in the morning.

 At the moment, I am busy teaching my uncle how to make and bake sesame cakes.

“Sister, the fire has risen, what should I do next?”

Xu Xiao squatted by the stove to fan the air to help the charcoal fire get strong. After he had nothing to do, he asked Xu Yin for work.

Xu Yin once again felt that her younger brother was much easier to save than her uncle, so she praised him generously, and finally gave him a new task: "Please pay attention to the sesame cakes in the oven. Don't overbake them, but let your uncle do it." , you are still young and can’t reach it.”

 While talking, Xu Yin slapped several sesame seed cakes she taught her uncle to make on the inner wall of the oven one by one, teaching her brother how to observe.

"Is the dough slowly drying out and turning yellow? This is not enough. It needs to be baked for a while... Xiaoxiao, look, is it yellow now and the sesame seeds are popping, right? That's almost it. There are also customers If you like it to be a little more focused, you can bake it for him/her for a few more seconds. Generally, it can be picked out after it’s baked like this.”

As she said that, she moved her hands up and down, and neatly picked out the first batch of baked sesame cakes. She picked the one with the most sesame seeds, broke it into two, and gave it to her uncle and brother: "Try it! The first one you baked is Shaobing! Let’s see how it tastes.”

Although the uncle and nephew were not hungry, they were a little bit greedy when they smelled the fragrant sesame cakes. It was the first sesame cakes they had ever handled, which had a special meaning, so they took it without any courtesy and took a bite.

In an instant, both of them narrowed their eyes in unison:

 “It’s so delicious!”

 “It turns out that sesame cakes are so delicious!”

“My grandma took me to the town market to buy sesame seed cakes, and the dry taste was far worse than this!”

 “It’s really delicious!”

 Textile factory workers coming to work: “…”

This is Wang Po selling melons, right?

Hey, wait a minute, when did a sesame seed stall pop up in front of their factory?

What they sell is stuffed sesame seed cakes, which have quite a rich taste!

 “Boss, how do you sell sesame cakes?”

Xu Xiao stuffed the remaining sesame biscuits into his mouth and held up the cardboard price sign he had made last night to show the customers.

 “Ouch! These sesame cakes are a bit expensive!”

“It’s not expensive at all, it’s very expensive! You can get a serving of fried pork slices with chili for 50 cents, but you can only buy one sesame seed cake here. Even if it’s a sesame seed pancake with onion and meat, there won’t be a lot of meat in it.”

 “Is this peanut butter pancake delicious? I haven’t tried it before, buy one and try it.”

 “I’ll buy a brown sugar one.”

“I’ll just buy the cheapest green onion, pepper and salt, it smells so fragrant!”

“I want a peanut butter one too, it’s really delicious! It smells so good that I can’t move my feet! Anyway, I haven’t had breakfast yet, so I’m just eating something fresh!”

Generally speaking, women are more prudent than men, but more than half of the female workers in textile factories are young, unmarried female workers. Today is the first day of July, and I just received my salary at the end of the month. I have a relatively rich pocket, so I can buy something. There are also many people who want to treat themselves to delicious food.

Those who bought sesame seed cakes gave a bite to the little sisters who didn’t buy sesame seed cakes to try.

People who didn’t buy it said, “It’s just sesame pancakes. It smells good and tastes like that when you eat it.” However, after taking a bite, they couldn’t move, so they turned back and bought one too. Just like that, female workers were chattering around the sesame cake stall one after another. You want one, I want two, urging Ma Jianbing one by one "boss", making him feel excited and work harder.

He completely forgot about his own face - he had been beaten yesterday and the bruises turned black and blue overnight.

The female workers in the textile factory just thought it was a birthmark. Out of politeness, no one asked, "Boss, what's wrong with your face?"

It wasn’t until the working bell rang at the textile factory and the crowd at the sesame seed stall finally dispersed that Ma Jianbing remembered his face. Before he could cry out, he found that his arms were so sore that he couldn’t lift them up.

Xu Yin is teaching her younger brother to return Mao Piao to Mao Piao and Yuan to Yuan. She folds the money and puts it into the money box. After locking it, she waves her hand: "Close the stall! Go home and do the accounting!"

　　　…”

 Ma Jianbing was resentful.

 After working for a long time, he is just a tool man!

 Xu Yin patted her uncle's shoulder reassuringly: "It's been like this for the first few days, you'll get used to it. I have massage oil that relaxes the meridians and activates meridians. Go back and ask Xiaoxiao to massage it for you. It will make you feel better."

 The horse ran well, Xu Yin did not hesitate to give some sweetness:

"Uncle, you performed so well today! And so do we, Xiaoxiao. Although we are small and weak, we made no mistakes in changing the money. You both deserve praise! Let's celebrate at noon. I will go get the pot later and bring back some meat and vegetables. . Just name the dishes you want to eat and I’ll buy them!”

Ma Jianbing has rarely been praised for his good performance since he was a child, and his fighting spirit was instantly raised again, and the soreness in his arm seemed to be nothing.

“I’m so old, I can eat whatever I want, let Xiaoxiao choose.”

Xu Xiao is similar to his uncle. He grew up in his grandma's house. Her grandma was a bit too patriarchal. She loved her grandson, but she was not good at praising her children. In addition, this boy often brought the children in the village into trouble and used big rocks. He smashed across the pond and deliberately wetted the passing villagers; he took the lead in smashing the windowpane of the old widower's house at the end of the village that faced the fierce old widower; he led his younger brothers to steal watermelons from other people's melon fields... In short, he did a lot of naughty things, and grandma also did it. At most, in front of the villagers, I pinched my grandson's ears a few times and said a few words, "You are so naughty. When will you become more sensible?" I rarely criticized him harshly, but forget about positive praise and rewards.

At this moment, being praised so much by Xu Yin, the little guy actually became shy, wringing his fingers and said: "I, I'm not picky about food, I can eat anything."

"Hahaha!"

I saw the cheap brother who was described as a bully in the original text, wringing his fingers like a shy little girl, and couldn’t help laughing:

“Okay, I’ll buy it then.”

Xu Yin carried the stove onto the tricycle and took her uncle and nephew to the blacksmith shop to get a double-sided frying pan. She planned to take the pan and go around the vegetable market to buy some meat and vegetables. She saw a roast duck restaurant along the way and changed her mind temporarily: " Let’s buy you a roast duck.”

Roast duck was a luxury dish in these days. Only if there were distinguished guests at home would one buy half of it and put it on the plate.

 Xu Yin asked for one directly.

 The uncle and nephew on the tricycle looked at each other: It seems that the sesame cake stall made a lot of money today.

Xu Yin handed the roast duck wrapped in oil paper to her uncle, turned around and got on the tricycle. This time he didn't look left or right and went straight to the blacksmith shop.

 Getting the double-sided iron pot, Xu Yin weighed it with satisfaction, paid the balance, and waved her hand: "Let's go! I'll go home and prepare something delicious for you!"

 The uncle and nephew thought she was talking about roast duck.

 Looking down and smelling the aroma of roast duck coming from the oil paper bag, I couldn't help but swallow.

Ma Jianbing felt that it was embarrassing for him, a young man, to swallow saliva while smelling the aroma of vegetables. He quickly looked away and found another topic: "Yinyin, why did you order such a big pot? It's flat, how can you do this? What kind of food?"

 “You’ll find out later!”

 (End of this chapter)