Chapter 1002 She was also shocked!

Xu Haixia quickly got up, took off the cloth strip, and then went to the bed to get the watch.

Seeing the time, Xu Haixia was also shocked.

She rushed out. On the table in the living room, she saw the breakfast left by Wang Haiyang and Xu Haichao, and a note.

In the note, they told Xu Haixia that she didn't need to do the job of selling braised pork. She was very busy yesterday and had a good rest today. At 12 o'clock, they came back to pick her up and went to Wang Haiyang's house to meet her parents.

As for mooncakes and gifts, they will prepare them too.

There is still some time before 12 o'clock. Xu Haixia is very worried about the braised pork business, and he is also afraid that he has no time to buy things, so he brings the things to Wang Haiyang's house.

But it is really inconvenient to contact at this time.

Most people don’t have phone calls at home. They rely only on letters and telegrams.

In this emergency, it is useless at all.

Xu Haixia couldn't eat breakfast. From time to time, he raised his hands, looked at the time of the watch, or looked at the door, and truly showed what it means to look at with his eyes.

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On the other hand, Xu Haichao and Wang Haiyang are now doing the same business.

They came out early and occupied a good position in the market.

At first, they were worried that the things they brought out would sell well, but when someone came to the market to ask about their stew, someone immediately asked.

Impossible. The taste is really good.

The first person to ask was an old comrade in his 50s. He smelled the stewed meat and kept sniffing, staring at the big iron bucket that Xu Haichao was carrying.

"You marinated meat yourself?" How do you sell it? How much does it cost? Do you want to eat meat tickets?"

Xu Haichao: "One piece, two pounds per pound, half a pound of meat tickets!"

"One yuan, two yuan, and there are meat tickets?" The old man seemed dissatisfied.

I think it's a bit expensive.

"Sir, let me tell you the truth, braised pork is our own secret recipe. It has been passed down for hundreds of years. I believe you will have eaten it once and want to eat it again.

We also have a unique chili oil. You can buy the marinated meat, cut it yourself, and mix it with chili oil. If it is not delicious, come to me and I will return it to you intact!"

Xu Haichao opened his mouth, as if it was the door he opened. He bragged and didn't even make a draft.

Wang Haiyang is an activist. He picked up Xu Haixia's mixed meat and picked up a piece with chopsticks for the old man to eat. "Try it!"

The old man was also very polite. He ate the food sent by Wang Haiyang on the spot.

At that moment, the master opened his eyes wide.

The meat Wang Haiyang gave him was a little fat, but it was not greasy at all. This was made with Xu Haixia chili oil. The old man ate it and swallowed his tongue a few times.

No, it's delicious!

"Young man, give me two pounds of chili oil. Give me some chili oil and put it in my lunch box!"

Xu Haichao ran very fast. He stuffed the braised meat and poured a large spoonful of chili oil for the old man, and did not forget to sell it: "In fact, there are better things in our family, which are better than braised meat!"

"Really?" the old man looked a little suspicious.

"Of course!" Xu Haichao quickly cut a small piece of pickled intestine with scissors. "Try it!"

This old man is still very rude this time.

After taking a bite, he said, "Is this the large intestine? How do you sell it?"

"No tickets, give me 50 cents a ticket!" said Xu Haichao.

A pair of intestines, which Xu Haichao got for 50 cents.

One pair is about four kilograms, but it is taken out of the brine and there are only less than two kilograms left.

Xu Haichao was not sold by pounds at all. He used scissors to cut the large intestine into several sections, each section sold for 50 cents.

He thinks it's a bit expensive, but who makes it delicious.

"Okay, give me two!"

The old man was not an ordinary ditch. At this time, Xu Haichao realized that the people in City B were not ordinary rich people.

In fact, this is normal. An employee can earn at least 35 yuan a month. If there are more formal employees at home, they can earn more than 100 yuan a month.

It’s not a luxury to eat meat every day.

The boss paid the money and Xu Haichao gave him the goods.

She didn't know if it was good to open the door. The subsequent business almost made Xu Haichao very busy.
Chapter completed!