F * ck, f * ck, f * ck. Peng Yu felt as if a few crows had flown over her heart.
In the future, he must never tell jokes to people without a sense of humor, or else he would become a joke. Peng Yu swore in her heart.
"Alright, everyone, let's announce the good news. In the future, everyone can eat steamed buns and no longer have to eat sour steamed cakes! "Peng Yu forced a smile.
The crowd was still very quiet. Everyone looked at Peng Yu with even more sympathy.
"Why is there no smile, no surprise, and no one asking questions? This is very awkward. "Peng Yu glanced around and felt a chill in her heart.
"Brother, brother, I think you're a failure now! "Peng Xiaolin quietly tugged at Peng Yu's clothes.
"Pfft! "Peng Yu felt like vomiting blood.
"Alright, alright, fellow villagers, I'd like to solemnly recommend a new food to everyone: Mantou!" Peng Yu smiled and pointed at the steamed buns in the basket.
"Is that a steamed bun?"
"Is it delicious? It's very similar to steamed pancakes."
"Yes, I wonder how much one is?”
There was a buzzing sound as someone stared at the steamed buns in the basket and drooled.
Some people looked at Peng Yu, not understanding what he meant and what he was up to.
"Now, the most shocking news is announced!”Peng Yu waved her hands and shouted.
He was also trying his best to make the scene more grand and lively. Was he wrong?
"This child's brain is not good!" Someone stared at Peng Yu and muttered.
"Now, the Peng family's steamed buns are free for everyone to taste!”Peng Yu picked up a steamed bun and handed it to the nearest old man.
"Uncle, come, take a bite."
"How many wen is this?" The old man hesitated.
" It's free, Uncle. Just eat," Peng Yu encouraged.
"Old Man Zhang, just eat. We're all waiting." Someone beside him recognized the old man and urged him.
"Alright, then I'll eat it?" Old Man Zhang looked up at Peng Yu, then lowered his head to look at the steamed bun and took a bite.
Immediately, countless pairs of eyes shot toward Old Zhang, wanting to see what the steamed bun tasted like.
Peng Yu, Peng Yong, and the others also stared at Old Man Zhang. Although they had all tasted the taste of steamed buns, it was difficult for everyone to agree. It was useless to think that they were delicious!
Old Man Zhang gently swallowed the steamed bun, then closed his eyes and moved his mouth slightly.
Peng Yu was stunned. Was this still eating steamed buns? Why did it feel like he was tasting mutton?
Suddenly, Old Man Zhang reached out his left hand to wipe his eyes. A tear flowed out of his other eye.
The surrounding crowd was stunned! Peng Yu was dumbfounded!
Why did he have such an expression? A question arose in everyone's mind.
"Old Man Zhang, why are you crying? Could it be that this steamed bun doesn't taste good?" Someone asked anxiously.
Old Man Zhang shook his head and continued to eat the steamed bun in small bites.
"This steamed bun is too delicious. I've never eaten such delicious food since I was born!”Old Zhang rubbed his eyes.
You scared me to death! Sir, can you not be so emotional! Peng Yu wiped the sweat off her forehead.
"Boom!" The crowd exploded. Immediately, countless hands reached for the basket.
"Line up! I said line up, did you hear me?"
"Don't snatch it!"
The scene became chaotic as people scrambled to squeeze into the basket.
"Big Brother, Big Brother Bull, hit him with a stick!”Seeing the chaotic scene, Peng Yu hurriedly shouted at Peng Yong and Li Daniu who were still in a daze.
The three of them quickly took out their sticks and hit the hand that was about to snatch the steamed bun. Only then did they control the situation.
"Listen up, there are enough steamed buns, but please don't snatch them. Everyone has one!”
Peng Yu shouted at the top of her lungs. She sighed in her heart. It would be great if there was a small loudspeaker. This was basically communication relying on shouting.
"Line up! Come, stand behind him!"
"You, go to the back!"
Peng Yong and Li Daniu held their sticks and formed a long line under Peng Yu's command.
"Everyone, this steamed bun can't be given for free. The Peng family's steamed buns are unparalleled in the world." Peng Yu placed her hands on her hips and shouted at the team.
"Alright, got it. Hurry up and send it. I can't wait." Someone in the crowd immediately urged.
" Big brother, here's the steamed bun." Peng Yu handed the steamed bun to the first person and then looked at him.
"Peng family steamed buns, unparalleled in the world!" That person was very obedient.
"Peng family steamed buns, unparalleled in the world!"
"Peng family steamed buns, unparalleled in the world!"
"Peng family steamed buns, unparalleled in the world!"
One after another, they took the steamed buns and left happily while shouting slogans.
Then, another group of people joined the team. Peng Yong and Li Daniu, the two men who sold firewood, took turns to pick up the steamed buns from the Peng family and then to the north city.
In an instant, the Peng family's steamed buns became popular throughout the entire Bei City.
After five consecutive days of free steamed buns, the Peng family's steamed buns became a household name in Luoyang.
Li Cuihua and Peng Xiaoshan felt as if their hearts were being stabbed by a knife as they watched baskets of steamed buns being picked up on the streets and turned into food for countless people they did not know.
Peng Yu, on the other hand, was very happy. In the past five days, his steamed buns had completely established a brand in Luoyang, no, even in some surrounding areas.
The citizens of Luoyang already knew that the Peng family of Changping Square had something that could make ordinary steamed cakes no longer sour and make them more fluffy.
This kind of thing could not only make the steamed cake delicious, but also make all the previously sour noodles no longer sour.
It was said that this thing was called Soda Noodles, and it was also called Peng Da.
Changping Lane was where the Peng Clan was located. This was something that Peng Yu had only figured out in the past two days.
This was the slums of Luoyang. The residents in the workshop were mostly foreigners and miscellaneous households. These two types of household registration were considered lowly households in the Tang Dynasty. They were usually slaves captured by officials or people from other countries.
In the modern era, it was hard to understand that even an ordinary person in the feudal era had to be so detailed.
However, Peng Yu didn't think too much about it. After all, his mind was still filled with modern ideas, and he didn't think that he was any different from the other good citizens of the Great Tang.
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