With three kilograms of pork, Song Nianning made 68 fist-sized pork buns and 50 vegetarian buns with shredded radish.
She picked up 60 pork buns and 40 vegetarian buns with shredded radish, wrapped them in black cloth washed the day before yesterday, wrapped them in a torn quilt, and stuffed them into her backpack.
These 100 steamed buns are going to be sold on the black market.
Last time, there were six chicken buns left by Song Nianning the next day, and Shen Yuchuan took them all to the black market.
After Mr. Tang tasted it, he was full of praise.
He immediately finalized a cooperation agreement with Shen Yuchuan and temporarily ordered 100 steamed buns for trial sale.
Mr. Tang charges 2.50 cents per piece for pork buns and 1.50 cents per piece for vegetarian buns. 10 buns are exchanged for half a catty of food stamps, and the money is paid and delivered.
As for how much he sells it for, that's none of Song Nianning's business.
After making the buns, there was still some dough left, and Song Nianning rolled it into thin noodles.
The quantity is not much, it is enough for Shen Yuchuan to eat alone, so it is regarded as a reward for the largest labor force in the family.
As soon as the water in the pot boils, throw the noodles in, and then sprinkle in the remaining minced meat and shredded radish.
The aroma of wheat noodles, fresh minced meat, and crispy aroma of shredded radish instantly filled the entire kitchen.
Shen Yuchuan was chopping firewood, and when he smelled the fragrant smell, the glutton in his stomach was instantly aroused.
Song Nianning tasted it. The noodles made by hand were strong and the soup base was light and fragrant. It was as delicious as she imagined.
Shen Yuchuan's eyes fell on her. She was standing by the stove, tasting noodles with a spoon, and the white mist on the pot was steaming on her face.
It made her white face look pink.
The pink and white delicate appearance is even more beautiful than the most beautiful peach blossoms in April Mountain Temple.
Her tender lips opened slightly, and she gently held the spoon in her mouth. The soup base with noodles seemed a bit hot to her mouth.
The tender lips were instantly dyed like a layer of bright red lip glaze. They were so charming and charming that they instantly captured his heart.
Song Nianning put down the spoon and turned around to see the dark waves in his eyes through the white mist.
She raised her tender chin towards him and opened her pretty red lips, "Come here."
Shen Yuchuan stared at those red lips for a long time.
The beautiful taste of that night flashed through his mind, easily arousing the desire in his heart.
The man whose mind was occupied by desire stood somewhat slowly without moving.
When Song Nianning saw this, she glared at him angrily, "Why, I can't control you anymore?" Her
delicate voice was sweet and sultry.
Those wide-eyed eyes, glowing with water, made people feel itchy.
Shen Yuchuan's eyes deepened, the corners of his lips raised, and his deep voice contained a low smile, "I think you can't let me go."
Song Nianning's face felt a little hot, and she turned away.

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