Apocalyptic Hoarding Diary

Chapter 316 is a bestseller

She picked up an apple, placed it on the cutting board, and cut it into eight pieces. Then she picked up toothpicks and inserted one toothpick into each piece of apple.

Then put the skewered apples into the pot, turn them around, and coat each apple with a thin layer of syrup.

Then take it out and place it on the prepared plastic bag, waiting for the syrup to cool and solidify.

The apple chunks, coated in amber syrup, glistened under the light, looking incredibly tempting. The woman standing next to her had her eyes light up.

"Oh, these look great!" she said. "Auntie, how much do you sell a bunch of these sugar-coated apples?"

Xu Xiaoyan thought for a moment. She had never sold candied hawthorns before and didn't know what price to set. But considering the local people's spending power, setting the price too low would be inappropriate, and setting it too high might deter buyers.

"Two points for a skewer," she said, glancing tentatively at the woman. "Would you like to buy a skewer to try?"

Without saying a word, the woman took out her phone and scanned the code.

Xu Xiaoyan handed her the string of freshly dried candied apples.

The older sister took it, took a bite, and with a crunch, the sugar coating broke, revealing the apple inside.

"Mmm, delicious!" she said, chewing. "Sweet, crisp, and the apples are fresh. Girl, could you make me two more skewers? I'll take them home for my child."

Xu Xiaoyan smiled and agreed, continuing to slice the apples, skewer them, and coat them with sugar.

The couple next to them also came over. The woman looked at the candied hawthorn in the older woman's hand, then at the syrup simmering in the pot, her eyes sparkling.

"I want one too," she said. "No, two, one for you and one for me."

Without saying a word, the man took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

Xu Xiaoyan's hands never stopped working.

Cutting apples, skewering apples, coating them in sugar, letting them cool, handing them to customers, collecting money—I was busy as a bee, but I felt really happy.

Two points per string, and the profit multiplies several times. If people keep buying, she can earn a lot today.

As she worked, she thought to herself: If I had known that people here liked candied hawthorns so much, I should have made them sooner.

But it's not too late now.

She glanced at the remaining syrup in the pot, then at the watermelon on the ground.

Can watermelon be used to make candied hawthorn? I've never heard of that before, but let's give it a try, it's not like it takes much effort.

She cut the watermelon into small pieces, removed the seeds, skewered them on bamboo sticks, and dipped them in a pot to coat them with sugar.

When I took it out, I saw that the watermelon was oozing water, the sugar coating couldn't stick on, it was sparse and didn't look very appealing.

She shook her head and ate the skewer herself. Hmm, the taste was alright, but it didn't look very appealing.

Forget it, I'll just focus on making Apple products.

She continued slicing apples, skewering them, and coating them with sugar.

More and more customers came from the side. After the older woman left, she came back with two children in her arms. The children's eyes lit up when they saw the candied hawthorns, and they clamored to eat some too.

The couple had already left, but then a middle-aged couple came along. The woman pointed at the candied hawthorns and said, "Look how freshly made they are."

Another young man, riding a delivery tricycle, stopped and bought two skewers, saying, "I'll take them back to my girlfriend."

Xu Xiaoyan was sweating profusely from her busy work, but the smile on her face never faded.

Cutting apples, skewering apples, coating them with sugar—it's busy, but I feel happy.

She glanced at her phone at the account balance displayed—1342. Business was so good; it was a good omen.

Another batch of syrup was ready in the pot. As she put the last bunch of apples in to coat them with the syrup, a thought suddenly popped into her head.

Besides apples, what other fruits could she sell? She remembered that the state-run supermarket sold cherry tomatoes, and she happened to have some in her spatial storage!

The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. Xu Xiaoyan looked around and saw that a group of customers had just left. She wiped her hands on a tissue and said to an older woman standing next to her who was waiting to buy candied hawthorns, "Auntie, please wait a moment. I'll go to my car to get some fresh fruit and I'll be right back."

The woman nodded. "Go ahead, go ahead, I'll wait."

Xu Xiaoyan walked quickly to the small truck, opened the door, and stepped inside.

She took out a bag of apples and a bag of cherry tomatoes from her spatial storage. She weighed them in her hand and found that the two bags together weighed about forty pounds, enough to make quite a few skewers.

Taking any more would be inappropriate and would easily arouse suspicion.

She carried the two bags in her hands, closed the car door, and walked towards the stall.

The older woman waiting there had her eyes light up when she saw the cherry tomatoes in Xu Xiaoyan's hand.

"Oh, there's this too?" she asked.

Xu Xiaoyan smiled and nodded. "Just remembered, would you like an apple or a cherry tomato?"

The older sister quickly said, "Then give me two bunches of cherry tomatoes to try."

Xu Xiaoyan nodded, placed the two bags under the folding table, and pulled out a handful of cherry tomatoes from one of the bags.

She picked up toothpicks, skewered two cherry tomatoes on each toothpick, put the skewered cherry tomatoes into the pot, gently rotated them to coat each one evenly with syrup, then took them out and placed them on parchment paper to dry.

The older woman stared intently at the string of candied hawthorns, her eyes glued to it.

"It's so beautiful," she said, "like a ruby."

Xu Xiaoyan smiled, waited for the syrup to solidify slightly, then put it in a bag and handed it to her, saying, "It's ready."

The older sister took it, took out a string of skewers, and carefully took a bite.

With a crunch, the sugar coating broke, followed by the sound of the cherry tomato skin being bitten open, and then, with a plop, the juice spilled out.

The older sister squinted, chewed, and then nodded repeatedly.

"Delicious!" she said. "It's sweet and sour, even better than apple ones! Apple ones are a bit mealy, but this one is crisp and juicy. It's delicious!"

She finished the skewer in a few bites, licked her lips, and looked at Xu Xiaoyan with lingering satisfaction.

"Two more skewers, please," she said. "No, three skewers, I'll take them back for my old man to try too."

Xu Xiaoyan smiled and agreed, then continued working.

More and more people gradually gathered around.

The stall owners who had been chatting together dispersed, and one of them came over to watch the commotion.

He stood in front of the stall, watching Xu Xiaoyan make candied hawthorns for a while, before asking, "Where did you get these cherry tomatoes?"

Xu Xiaoyan felt a pang of anxiety, but remained outwardly calm.

"I bought it from a state-run supermarket," she replied.

The man said "oh," nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

Xu Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Another batch was made, and the cherry tomato candied hawthorns sold out quickly. The remaining customers were a little disappointed because they couldn't buy any, but they still bought apple ones.

She looked at the watermelon on the ground. A cut watermelon can't be kept for long; it needs to be disposed of quickly.

She suddenly had a brilliant idea: although watermelon couldn't be used to make candied hawthorn skewers, it could be used as an extra topping.

If someone buys a lot, she cuts off a small piece of watermelon and gives it away. This way, she can use up the watermelon, make the customer happy, and maybe even attract more people.

Just do it.

She picked up a knife and cut the remaining half of the watermelon into small pieces, arranging them one by one in a plastic bag.

Just then, a middle-aged man walked over. He had just bought six skewers of candied apples and was about to leave.

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