Chapter 1350 No Business

Ma Xiaofeng also took a bite, and found that Zhao Ping'er was right, the taste was indeed a little different.

She had eaten the steamed buns that Zhao Yuner made before, so she remembered the taste,

Ma Xiaofeng frowned deeper, and said to Zhao Ping'er, "Sister Ping'er, there is no reason, I just did what your mother said..."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Ping'er asked in confusion.

"Sister Ping'er, is there something wrong with the method your mother gave me?"

"No way, how did my mother help Zhao Yuner, how to teach us now, it is impossible to teach wrong!" Zhao Ping'er's brows were also twisted together, thinking that there would not be the possibility that Ma Xiaofeng said.

Ma Xiaofeng felt very strange, "What's the matter, anyway, I did as your mother said!"

"This······"

Zhao Ping'er was a little shaken, whether it was her mother's teaching wrong, or Ma Xiaofeng's learning wrong, anyway, it just didn't make the delicious taste that Zhao Yun'er ate.

It's all right now. If it's still like this in the future, the taste will be a little worse than Zhao Yuner's. I don't know if it can still be sold. After all, there are many breakfast stalls in Yangcheng. If the taste is not good enough, it is estimated that many people will not Happy to buy.

Zhao Ping'er was worried when she left. After tasting other breakfasts, she always felt that the taste was a little worse.

After a while, the number of people on the street gradually increased.

However, Zhao Yuner's stall, as if no one saw it, no one came over at all.

Zhao Ping'er seemed very anxious, and she muttered in front of Ma Xiaofeng, "Xiaofeng, why didn't anyone come to buy it! What can we do about it? We shouldn't be able to sell it early, right?"

This is what Ma Xiaofeng was worried about at this time.

No one has come here, and today's income is zero. If you can't earn even a few cents or ten cents, what's the point of working hard that day!

"Sister Ping'er, is it because we just came over to set up a stall, and people don't know, so no one came to buy it, otherwise, if you stand and shout a few times, it is estimated that someone will come over!" Ma Xiaofeng suggested.

Hearing Ma Xiaofeng's words, Zhao Ping'er thought it was very reasonable, but let her shout, and Zhao Ping'er felt that she couldn't speak.

With so many people, when she shouted, everyone must be looking at her, how embarrassed.

After struggling for a while, he said to Ma Xiaofeng, "Xiaofeng, why don't you shout a few times, I don't know what to shout!"

Ma Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Ping'er very speechlessly, and said to Zhao Ping'er, "Sister Ping'er, why can't you do this? It's fine to leave this work to me, but I can't shout and I have to shout. Isn't it? What's so difficult, shouting at people to sell breakfast, steamed buns, can't you do it?"

Ma Xiaofeng was really annoyed at the moment. Seeing that Zhao Ping'er pushed everything on her body, she felt a little angry.

"Okay, Xiaofeng, don't be angry, can't I just shout?" Seeing Ma Xiaofeng's gloomy face, Zhao Ping'er hurriedly said something.

Ma Xiaofeng didn't say a word, and seemed to be still angry.

Originally, she was depressed because the business was not good, but Zhao Ping'er came back to be angry with her. It was strange that she was not depressed.

Zhao Ping'er stood in front of the booth and started shouting with a cheeky face.

"Selling breakfast, selling breakfast!"