Zhou Dani’s house.

The business of selling steamed buns these days is still very bad. Today, Lao Zhao didn’t come back until after 7 pm, but only 100 steamed buns were sold for 20!

There are 80 left!

Add to the remaining ones a few days ago, the whole family couldn't finish them for several days.

Lao Zhao looked at the steamed buns and was so worried that he touched the cigarette in his pocket. But he couldn't touch the cigarette, but instead touched a note.

This note was written to him last time Ni Yan.

Let him use it to make tomato sauce.

Ni Yan wrote very carefully, and the production process was very detailed and clear at a glance.

Lao Zhao looked at the note and said to Zhou Dani: "Why don't you try the method Yan Yan said tomorrow, and try to get some steamed buns to sell at the school gate?"

Zhou Dani frowned, "It costs so much oil, there is not much sesame oil left in our house."

Lao Zhao said: "Let's try it first, if it doesn't work, then forget it. Otherwise, it would be a pity to watch these steamed buns waste! And Ni Yan can do business so successfully. She will probably not be too bad for this trick she teaches us."

Zhou Dani hesitated for a moment, "That's OK."

"Then let's get ketchup first."

"What is tomato sauce?" Zhou Dani was curious.

Lao Zhao said: "It is the first time I heard that Yanyan said that the tomato sauce tastes very good, and it will be delicious when applied on fried steamed buns. She wrote the production method on this paper. I'll read it for you."

Although Zhou Dani didn't know how to read, she had a strong understanding ability. She learned it after listening to it. She immediately took two tomatoes, "Then let's try it."

After a while, the kitchen was filled with the sour and sweet tomato fragrance.

While boiling tomato sauce, Zhou Dani quickly cut the steamed buns into pieces that are neither thin nor thick, put oil in the pot and heat it, and then paste the steamed buns on the edge of the pot.

Lao Zhao stood on the side and said, "Come on the side, Yanyan said that it would be enough to fry it into golden brown."

A steamed bun can be cut into eight slices, and within a short while, a plate of steamed bun slices will be fried.

Moreover, the fried steamed bun slices are not as oily as you think.

The children ran in from outside, "Mom and Dad, what are you cooking delicious food? So delicious?"

"Da Shuan Er Shuan San Shuan, Xiao Shuang, come into the house quickly, mom has made you delicious food." Zhou Dani gave each child a piece of steamed bun.

"Wow! It's so delicious! Mom, the cake you made is so delicious!"

"What is this red thing? It's sour and sweet, and it's even better than hawthorn!"

Children usually vomit when they eat steamed buns, but they didn’t expect steamed buns to be so popular!

It seems that Ni Yan is right that this steamed bun slice must be easier to sell than steamed buns.

Zhou Dani smiled and said, "This is a steamed bun."

"Slices of steamed buns? Is this made of steamed buns?"

"Yes!" Zhou Dani nodded.

"Wow! I didn't expect that steamed buns can be made so delicious! Mom, will you make them for us tomorrow?"

Zhou Dani smiled and said yes.

After dinner, the couple was discussing how to sell tomorrow's steamed buns.

Zhou Dani said: "Anyway, it's only after school. During the day, you will continue to sell steamed buns, and then in the evening I will go with you. These fried steamed bun slices have to be fried and sold. After a long time, they will regain the moisture and become soft. Then the taste will not be delicious."

Lao Zhao nodded, "Okay, by the way, how much do you think our steamed buns will cost?"

Zhou Dani thought about it, "Or sell four pieces for one cent and two pieces for five cents. After all, steamed buns consume fuel."

If you can really sell it, buying steamed bun slices can make more money than selling steamed buns.

The next evening, before the students finished school, the couple pushed the cart and came to the school gate.

Unlike what I imagined, the business is not very good.

There wasn't even a person asking.

After all, it's a steamed bun.

In everyone's subconscious, steamed buns have no taste at all. They can only be used to satisfy their hunger and cannot satisfy their hunger at all.

And you can buy four steamed buns for a cent!

This steamed bun can only buy four pieces for a cent!

Four slices are only half a steamed bun, and they are willing to buy them unless they are fools.

Old Zhao sighed.

It seems that the method Ni Yan told him is still not good.

Zhou Dani was also a little dejected.

I originally thought that fried steamed buns would be very popular, so they brought a lot of steamed buns, but unexpectedly, they couldn't sell any of them.

This money is too difficult to make!

Today is the day when Ni Yan comes to school to register.

As soon as she walked out of the school gate, she saw two familiar figures.

Isn’t that Zhou Dani and Lao Zhao?

It seems that they followed their opinions and came to the school gate to sell fried steamed buns.

Ni Yan looked at Han Xiaoyu beside him and continued, "Xiaoyu, will I invite you and your classmates to eat?"

"What are you eating?" Han Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

The food in the school cafeteria was not very good, and she was already hungry.

Ni Yan continued: "There is a sold fried steamed bun slices over there. Let's go buy some and try it."

Upon hearing this, Han Xiaoyu said in a lack of interest: "What's the delicious steamed bun? I can eat it every day at home."

Other students also said, "The steamed buns don't seem to be very delicious..."

Ni Yan smiled and said, "I promise that the steamed buns in this restaurant are really delicious and can exceed your imagination. I am all their old customers. Can you still lie to you? Let's have a walk, I'll treat you today."

Ni Yan is pretty, and she never tells lies, so everyone follows her and walks over there.

"Uncle Zhao, Auntie Dani."

"Yanyan!" Zhou Dani looked at Ni Yan with some surprise, and was about to say something. Ni Yan continued, "Auntie Dani, please give us 8 pieces of fried steamed buns. By the way, classmates, do you want to eat sweet and sour or spicy food?"

"I want to eat spicy food."

"If I were sweet or sour."

Ni Yan counted it and then said, "Auntie Dani, I want three portions of spicy and five portions of sweet and sour."

"Okay." Zhou Dani and Lao Zhao immediately began to fry steamed buns.

One serving is four slices, eight servings are thirty-two slices, and soon all the steamed buns are fried.

Han Xiaoyu tasted a piece first, and then said in surprise: "Yanyan, you are right. This steamed bun slice is so delicious! It's sour and sweet. What kind of sauce is applied to the steamed bun slice?"

"This is tomato sauce." Zhou Dani explained.

Han Xiaoyu continued: "These four slices are not enough to eat at all. Auntie, I want another one."

"I want another one too!"

"I want one too!"

The noise here quickly attracted the attention of others. Everyone looked at this side with curious eyes, and there was a smell of fried steamed buns floating in the air. For a moment, everyone could no longer walk.

"That steamed bun slice looks delicious, otherwise we can buy some to try it too?"

"OK."

"We'll buy some, too."

More and more students came over to buy steamed buns, and soon Zhou Dani and Lao Zhao were overwhelmed.

Ni Yan looked at everyone while biting the steamed bun, with a faint smile on her lips.

In fact, this is called economics: herd effect.

We were like flocks of sheep. When we saw other sheep eating grass under the big tree, I wanted to try it out, driven by curiosity. Although I don’t know if the grass is really tender and juicy, or is it more delicious than the grass beside the shed, if there are so many flocks eating, the taste will definitely not be too bad.

The herd effect usually lacks a leader, and Ni Yan just acted as the leader.

Seeing Zhou Dani and Lao Zhao's business getting better and better, Ni Yan felt relieved, took out two dollars and quietly put them in the small jar of money, and left with Han Xiaoyu and the others.

Zhou Dani immediately took the money and chased them out. Ni Yan helped them so much, just a few slices of steamed buns. How could she still collect Ni Yan's money?

Ni Yan smiled and said, "Auntie Dani, you are doing business. I invite my classmates to eat. There is no one who doesn't pay for food. Go back quickly, Uncle Zhao will be too busy alone in a while."

This matter is a good thing for Ni Yan. Anyway, she has to spend money to treat everyone to eat. Wherever she spends money, it is better not to spend money. It is better not to let the wealth flow out of the outside world. In this way, she can help Zhou Dani and Lao Zhao and his wife with one stone, killing two birds with one stone. Why not do it?

Seeing that Ni Yan refused to accept the money, and Lao Zhao was too busy, Zhou Dani had to go back to help Lao Zhao first.
To be continued...