Chapter 204 Small Things Within One's Ability

"Wahua" the old woman held the packed garbage in one hand and a small broom in the other, and started walking back, until she came to the garbage collection station and threw the garbage in her hands.

At this time, it was only 4:50, some sanitation workers started to go to work, and the old woman started to walk back after the street lights and the slowly lit sky.

Back in my hut, I changed clothes and scrubbed, and then I started making buns.

In the curling heat, the aroma of steamed steamed buns was fragrant.

"I don't know what the little boss is selling today, but the business is getting better and better." The old woman said with a smile while placing the buns.

A very happy state appeared on his face.

When Yuanzhou woke up at 4:30, the first thing he did was to open the curtains with a swoosh, the ground at the front door was clean again, and the cleaner of the small street was still far away.

"Someone really helped with the cleaning, and the speed is very fast." Yuan Zhou frowned and muttered to himself.

After washing up, he was ready to go out for a run. It was only six o'clock when he returned to the store. At this time, Yuanzhou wanted to make assorted buns, and eating a vegetarian meal in the morning was good for his health.

One hundred buns at Yuanzhou's speed was naturally a matter of hand.

While Yuanzhou was making steamed buns, the old woman set off from her house with two insulated buckets.

There are steamed buns and freshly boiled soy milk in the insulation bucket. They look heavy. Every time the old woman picks 50 meters, she will rest for a while before continuing to walk.

After walking for 15 minutes empty-handed, the old woman walked almost 50 minutes this time. It was past seven o’clock when she arrived. There were already people lining up at the entrance of Yuanzhou’s small shop.

"Baozi, hot buns and soy milk." The old woman's voice was full, with a slight panting.

At this time, unless you are hungry, you usually don’t buy and eat, but the customers are ready-made, and the old woman will not give up. She slowly circles around the queue, and sometimes sells a cup or two of soy milk.

When the time arrives, the Yuanzhou store opens on time.

"Yes, today is assorted steamed buns. I didn't eat them last time, but I can finally try them this time." Those who entered the door immediately knew Yuanzhou's breakfast today, and were very happy and proud to tell the people in the back line.

This is not discussed.

"I heard that the steamed buns are all plain stuffed, and the vegetables inside are tender and watery, and they are delicious." The people who couldn't eat them began to talk about various things.

"Look at what you said, I was already hungry, and now I'm even more hungry." The diners said dissatisfied.

"I'm here to help you increase your appetite, and I'll make sure you eat more deliciously." The man said cheekily.

"Forget it, you can't let Boss Yuan sell me one more bun when you say that." The diners said speechlessly.

"That's right, when there are no restrictions, I must eat it." The man said that he was yearning for it.

"I don't think so. Boss Yuan is the only one in the store. If we don't limit those people to buy ten or eight, we won't want to eat it." It is also beneficial to obey the rules, and diners will understand it after a long time.

"That's right, after working hard to earn money, like that mustache, I will eat every day and serve as a cafeteria." The diners looked at Wu Hai, who had entered the door early, and said arrogantly.

The diners lining up here are talking about delicious food and are eager to eat, while the hawker selling steamed buns over there is not so good.

Every time Yuanzhou sells steamed buns, the business that sells the same thing as his crashed car is generally not good.

Think about it, what is the taste of the buns made by Yuanzhou, the buns made by these hawkers are only full according to the grades, so who can eat it.

"It seems that this bun can't be sold today." The peddler who sold the bun sighed, preparing to sell it elsewhere.

"This boss is true. He can't finish greeting the guests, and he doesn't leave any way out for our small business." A peddler pushing a cart with soy milk buns written on it said dissatisfiedly.

"Where can I say this, our business is not all brought by the little boss, but this business is much better than before." The old woman was resting on the side, and she said directly with a disapproving expression on her face.

"I'm just complaining and complaining." The hawker was still a little unconvinced, but seeing no one around to help him, he mumbled silently.

When you are doing business, you can't look up and see. There's no need to quarrel over such trivial matters.

Yuanzhou only makes 100 buns a day, including his own breakfast, so he usually sells only about 96 or 7, and a bun and a bowl of lotus root starch are the amount of food a girl can eat. You can also eat a bun.

Therefore, the business of the surrounding hawkers is still very good, and the old woman has five steamed buns and three cups of soy milk left to sell. The old woman is also very satisfied with this kind of business.

"Today's meals are all ready." The old woman didn't worry when she saw that the cold buns were not sold, she said with a smile, she couldn't sell them all and eat them herself.

Every day, the old woman makes steamed buns and soy milk, goes to clean them, and then sells soy buns. Her life is very regular and safe.

Yuan Zhou, who got up earlier, finally saw the cleaner as he wished.

"Wow" opened the curtains, it was only four o'clock at this time, it was time for the old lady to clean.

The old woman swept the floor earnestly, picked up the trash, and watched the noodle soup at the door quietly. The scene under the street lamp was a little inexplicable.

"The peddler at the door?" Yuan Zhou's five senses were much more than ordinary people's, and he recognized the old woman's appearance.

This is one of the hawkers at his door. Yuan Zhou was a little surprised at first, but then he understood, but Yuan Zhou did not go out to greet the old woman, did not go to wash and change clothes, but started fiddling in his room.

The next morning, the people queuing up found a sign in front of the Yuanzhou store.

Yuanzhou Code: Please take your garbage with you.

"Boss Yuan's rules are one more rule." The diners said with emotion.

"No, this Boss Yuan is really like a compass, every point is not bad." This is a complaint.

"That's not bad. Looking at the vertical block sign, I thought that asking for leave would scare the baby to death, but it's not good." This is the diner who was frightened by Yuanzhou's fancy leave.

"That's right, garbage is a trivial matter." After returning to his senses, everyone felt that as long as Boss Yuan wasn't asking for leave, it would be easy to talk about.

And the old woman naturally saw it, with a smile on her face, and glanced at the small shop, "The little boss has a good heart."

If other hawkers don't obey, they will be told by diners. After all, it is deeply rooted in the hearts of diners to obey the rules of Yuanzhou store to get delicious food.

In this way, the rubbish at the entrance of Yuanzhou's small shop is gradually reduced, and although the old lady still cleans it every day, it is much easier.

ps: There are three watch today~Cai Mao is asking for a ticket~ Seeing how hard Cai Mao is working hard, I am asking for a ticket~~~(To be continued.)