Reborn in the 90s, Go to hell with the brother-supporting demon

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Chapter 81 Does My Husband Owe You Money? (Page 1/2)
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Jiang Fengxia parked the food cart in her yard, took down everything on it, washed what needed to be washed, wiped what needed to be wiped, then connected a water pipe and rinsed the entire food cart.

There is no need to rinse every day.

But one reason is that she loves her career very much.

Secondly, it is because she always remembers that food must be clean.

In her previous life, when she saw roadside stalls, she would subconsciously feel that they were unclean.

This "unclean" does not only refer to the ingredients.

In order to save costs, or because they think that other people will eat the food instead of themselves and their families, some small vendors are sloppy in the way they pack their products, or continue to sell them even if the products are expired or spoiled.

So it's not clean.

At the same time, due to the mobility of the stall, there are often pedestrians and vehicles passing by on the roadside, and the dust raised will be stuck in the food.

There are relatively few cars on the streets in this era, but there are many bicycles.

The dust raised by bicycles and pedestrians is just as great.

Because she herself was disgusted, Jiang Fengxia truly put herself in the customer's shoes.

She herself despises it, and she has no right to prevent others from despising it, so she requires herself to do the best possible job of hygiene.

After carefully rinsing the dining car with a water pipe several times, Jiang Fengxia wiped the entire dining car top and bottom, inside and out with a cleanser.

This small dining car was originally custom-made, even the steel was brand new. After washing, it was so clean that you could even reflect a person's reflection in it. Only then was Jiang Fengxia satisfied.

All the 200 hand-pulled pancakes she brought today were sold out.

She will definitely be able to sell more pancakes in the future, three hundred, five hundred, or even one thousand!

At this moment, Jiang Fengxia suddenly had an idea, and she seemed to understand what had just flashed through her mind.

Making hand-pulled pancake is not difficult and it is not difficult at all for those who are dexterous.

Maybe someone has already copied the recipe after eating the hand-pulled pancake she made.

But not everyone has plenty of time to study food at home. Jiang Fengxia figured out why fast food has such high sales in later generations.

Relying solely on her own strength, even if she lives to be a hundred years old, how many years can she sell hand-pulled pancakes, and how many can she sell?

Even if there are 500 a day, there are only more than 100,000 a year.

But it would be different if a lot of people were buying her pancakes.

She can sell hand-pulled pancakes to anyone, and from being a small hand-pulled pancake vendor, she has become a producer of semi-finished hand-pulled pancakes.

She really dares to think!

Jiang Fengxia even laughed herself.

She had never come into contact with these things in her previous life, but she knew that the hand-pulled pancake was passed down from Wanwan in later generations. After it was passed down, there must be many people who had the same idea as her.