Since getting the space, as the vegetables and fruits matured, the prices of the stalls have also increased. Fang Chen felt that this was not because of his conscience, but because he sincerely felt that the freshness was worthy of the price. The price of vegetables was set at 10 yuan, and the price of fruits depended on the market, and cherries were 15 yuan.

Between 20 and 20, apples between 20 and 25, others depend on sales volume, pure green can take advantage of this, early maturity is a big selling point, the taste is impeccable, consumers are the first reaction after learning the price

It's a bit more expensive, but after tasting it in person, the price will be overwhelmed by the freshness in your mouth, and you will be convinced without haggling.

Fang Chen didn't feel any distress caused by small fights. He adhered to the words that you can't become fat in one bite. There is no such thing as one step to reach the sky. The road has to be walked step by step. Things always have a beginning and an end, and the process is what can lead to success.

Feeling the ups and downs of life, there is no doubt about the good beginning. He is experiencing the process, and looking forward to the perfect result. Unfortunately, he can only experience it slowly. If someone has been by his side, he can share this beauty with him.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen had no choice but to shake his head helplessly and let everything take its course.

"Canned apricots, appetizers." Fang Chen responded simply, without too much flattery. He felt there was no need to do so.

The man looked at Fang Chen in surprise. Logically speaking, the people running the stalls should be fluent in words. The Fang Chen in front of him seemed to be very real and not artificial.

"Can I have a taste?" The man looked at the yellow mud in the bottle. It was canned apricots. He had bought them in the supermarket before, but they were not in such poor quality.

"Okay." Fang Chen unscrewed a bottle and handed the man a brand new spoon. The man smelled the sour taste and inadvertently had sour water in his mouth.

"Hey, it's quite sour and balanced in sweetness. How much does it cost for a bottle?" After the man took a bite of the apricot, he quickly wiped the saliva from his mouth with paper. It was not because of greed, but because of the sourness.

"10 yuan a bottle."

"My wife likes to eat sour food recently. This should be fine. Give me 5 bottles." The man was very satisfied and wanted to buy it back for his wife to taste, so he took 5 bottles.

It didn’t look like much, but after eating it, he changed his objective mind. The man bought 10 pounds of cucumbers and 5 bottles of canned food. After Fang Chen took the money, he also told the man that he shouldn’t eat too many canned apricots. After all, there are apricots.

It is a cold fruit. If you eat too much, your appetite may not be able to bear it. Eat some to appetize before a meal, and take a bite after a meal to make you feel good.

After two hours of setting up the stall, the sales were low. Fang Chen was satisfied and pushed his car home with 1,000 yuan in his pocket. He was wondering, why didn't his aunt come so late today?

After returning home, Fang Chen carried some vegetables to his aunt's house. When he arrived at his aunt's house, he smelled the sour smell of apricots in the house and couldn't help but salivate in his mouth, "Auntie, are there steamed apricots?"

My aunt is adding wood to the stove: "I've steamed a pot of steamed buns and some apricots. What are you doing? My aunt is not short of vegetables."

"Auntie, the vegetables I grow are recognized by everyone, and there is nothing else to honor you." Fang Chen put the vegetables on the stove with a silly smile: "Auntie, I have a good suggestion, put the apricots

You can also sell them for money by putting them in bottles." Fang Chen shared the good news of selling apricots with his aunt, and her aunt stared at Fang Chen with a smile: "You have such a smart mind, you are worthy of being our son."

"Hey, I just take advantage of our farmers."

Auntie happily accepted Fang Chen's suggestion. She put the apricots into bottles and waited for them to be sold at the stall. The steamed buns came out of the pot, and there were also salty and delicious shredded pickles with a layer of oil on top, and some Sichuan peppercorns.

Porridge, Fang Chen had a dinner at his aunt's house.

I ate a big steamed bun for lunch, and another big steamed bun for dinner: "My appetite is great." I burped and went home.

Summer evenings are a good time to enjoy the cool air. Under the big old locust tree on the street, villagers played poker shirtless. Fang Chen watched for a while and then went home. He has developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

Habit.

Huanhuan was already snoring, and Fang Chen stroked its head happily. The little girl also developed the habit of going to bed early. She washed her face and feet before getting on the bed.

Around 21:40, the phone call woke Fang Chen up.

"Brother Liu, how does watermelon taste?"

"Chenzi, did I disturb your sweet dream? Dudu insisted on asking me to call you. She ate more than half of a big watermelon by herself, shouting that she had never eaten such a delicious watermelon." Liu Hao was embarrassed.

He smiled, and there was a childish little voice next to him: "Brother Chen, hello, my name is Dudu. The watermelon is so delicious that Dudu can't sleep."

Fang Chen held the phone with the black line on his forehead: "Dudu, it's delicious. Let dad bring you over and make sure you eat enough."

"Brother Chen is not allowed to lie to others."

Just listening to this little voice, Fang Chen could think that Dudu must be very cute, and this name can be associated with another lovable chubby little cutie.

I will not go back on my word with Dudu, so I asked Brother Liu when he would have time. The watermelons and melons at home happened to be fragrant. Brother Liu told him that he might not be able to spare the time recently because the supermarket was going to make dumplings.

What about the competition?

"Brother Liu is hiding deep enough. It turns out you are the owner of a supermarket. Are you having a dumpling-making competition?"

"In order to celebrate the fifth anniversary of the supermarket's opening, we organized such a contest to thank consumers."

"Are there any rules for the competition?" Fang Chen rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked with interest.

"What? Are you interested?"

"Hey, the scene of making dumplings with my father came to my mind. I want to relive the beauty." Fang Chen thought of the family scene of making dumplings with his father and the two big tabby cats competing.

"Okay, Brother Liu, I'll go tomorrow. I'll bring my own vegetables." Fang Chen asked Brother Liu to sign in for himself. He rested his arms on his head and looked at the bright moonlight outside the window. His eyes couldn't help but shed tears, especially when he thought of being with him.

The scene of my father having a dumpling-making competition makes me feel sad.

"Dad, my son is very strong." He fell asleep with grateful memories, and a thick smile hung on his lips until dawn.

At dawn, after Fang Chen had breakfast with Huanhuan: "Huanhuan, don't cause trouble outside."

I put a bag of vegetables into the tricycle and went to my fourth aunt's house. No one was there. On the way back, I happened to meet my fourth uncle who was coming back. I told my fourth uncle that he was going to the city and did he have anything to buy? His fourth uncle asked Fang Chen.

Why are you going to the market? Fang Chen told his fourth uncle to send some vegetables to his friend.

He didn't tell his fourth uncle about the competition, so we could handle it if he was embarrassed. His fourth uncle didn't have anything special, and we sell everything in the market.

Riding a tricycle to the city, Brother Liu told him the location of the supermarket. This competition has special judges. He is the top in the chef industry. The competition is divided into champion, runner-up, and third runner-up. There are also some rewards for active participation. The champions are:

There is a reward of 10,000, 5,000 for the runner-up and 2,000 for the third place. Fang Chen is not looking for the 10,000 prize, he wants to relive those beautiful memories.

When the game started at 9 o'clock, Fang Chen arrived at the entrance of Liqun Supermarket and parked his car. At first glance, what a surprise, there was a long queue at the entrance of the supermarket, and it was very lively with a sea of ​​people.

"Hello, audience friends, the dumpling-making competition starts in ten minutes. For this competition, we are fair and reasonable and specially invite these top gourmets." The reporter stood at the competition venue set up in the supermarket with a microphone and respectfully

He smiled and nodded to the judging panel.

After Fang Chen reported his name, he entered the competition venue holding a small sign.

The props are arranged in the venue, including flour, panels, pots of meat fillings, and an induction cooker for cooking dumplings.

The five contestants were already prepared. Fang Chen made a request and hoped to make the stuffing himself. The competition personnel agreed to his request and gave him some seasonings.
Chapter completed!