Chapter 332 Selling Sweet Potato Balls

The next day, Xia Qianqian used a trolley to push pans, oil and other items to set up a stall in the town.

The sweet potatoes in the countryside are all harvested in autumn. In winter, the skin is already wrinkled and looks stale, but sweet potatoes in this state are the sweetest.

Xia Qianqian came to the market, thinking about where to set up a stall. Xia Yu said, "Eldest sister, didn't Young Master Gu tell us to set up a stall at the entrance of his restaurant?"

"I..." Xia Qianqian didn't really want to go, but a little bit.

Yesterday, Gu Changsheng actually proposed to marry her, scaring her to death. But what frightened her even more was Gu Changsheng's "idiot" reaction after she refused to marry.

If he is beaten back to his original shape, Mrs. Gu will have to eat her, right?

Is he smart now? Or a fool?

"Big sister, the restaurant has a source of customers, and things will sell better, let's go over there!" Xia Yu took the initiative to push the trolley to move the place. He's too small to push the cart very hard.

Xia Qianqian quickly took over the handlebar: "I'll do it!"

The location of the restaurant is good, right next to the market, with a lot of traffic. Xia Qianqian looked up at the hotel's signboard "Jing Xia", wondering to herself, "How come such a strange name is so eloquent."

"Indeed." Xia Yu recited it twice in his heart, still feeling awkward. The third young master should also study.

"Miss Xia, are you here?" Qingtong came out to help set up the stall.

Xia Qianqian didn't see Gu Changsheng, and asked nervously, "Where's your young master?"

"Settling accounts in the restaurant." Qingtong said, and helped Xia Qianqian set up the stall in a while.

Xia Yu asked in surprise, "Are the third young masters literate?"

"Our young master knows hyphenation and writes good articles, and even the eldest young master who has been a scholar is admired!" Qingtong said proudly.

Xia Yu asked inexplicably, "Then why is the restaurant's name so awkward?"

"I don't know, maybe this is a profound culture!"

Xia Qianqian: "..."

Her stall is very simple, just a stove made of kiln mud, a pot, and a bamboo stick. The sweet potatoes have been cooked at home and mashed, and kneaded into a smooth dough with glutinous rice flour. Just roll them into small balls and fry them in a frying pan.

In the cold wind, the sweet taste of the sweet potato balls wafted far and far, and someone stopped after a while: "Little girl, what are you frying?"

"Sweet potato balls are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, sweet and delicious. Would you like a bunch?" Xia Qianqian asked with a smile.

"How much?"

"A string of two pennies, a string of five."

"It's a bit expensive, isn't it sweet potatoes!"

The first guest left in disgust. Xia Qianqian asked Qingtong, "Am I expensive?"

"It's not expensive. Sweet potatoes are cheap, but glutinous rice noodles and oil are expensive. If they were in my restaurant, they would have to sell for at least five cents." Qingtong said.

The fried balls could not be kept for too long, they would become soft and deformed, so Xia Qianqian let Xia Yu stand on the road. One is to satisfy his cravings, and the other is to attract diners.

Xia Qianqian drank while frying the balls: "Selling the balls! The sweet potato balls that just came out of the pot are sweet and delicious, come and buy them..."

Gu Changsheng sat in the account room to check the accounts, and when he heard Xia Qianqian's shout, the corners of his lips lifted slightly.

She still came.

"Master, it seems that someone has set up a stall at our door. I'll drive her away." The shopkeeper said.

"No, let her do it." Gu Changsheng waved his hand, "She is our partner, and the number of diners will increase tonight."

The shopkeeper said in surprise, "Really?"

"certainly."

Gu Changsheng's stomach growled twice, and Qingtong pushed open the door in time.

"Master, the balls from Miss Xia."