Escape from the desert

Lin Dong scratched his head: "Mother, the tofu is sold out. I didn't expect so many people to like it."

Lin Nan was also full of joy: "I didn't expect that little fat man to be really rich, and he actually bought so much."

Lin Bei nodded seriously: "And he eats a lot!"

Lin Xi looked sad: "Mother, there are still some rice rolls left, but there are no customers, what should I do if I can't sell them? Or let's sell them cheaper?"

Jiang Yan looked at the remaining rice milk. Today's rice milk is not too much prepared, but it is a good business to sell more than half of it.

"Go back tonight and prepare more cold tofu."

Most of the ancient women were reluctant to spend money on themselves. Their focus was more on the men and children at home. When they encountered delicious food, they were more willing to take them back to the children and men at home, and regarded cold tofu as a kind of fresh food. It is more attractive to these women to sell the dishes.

"Fourth, you are bold and thick-skinned. Take your eldest brother and second brother to shout and shout, and try your best to sell the rest of the rice rolls. I will take the third to buy some things for tomorrow."

Lin Dong and Lin Nan were thin-skinned. Although they would also shout along with Jiang Yan, their voices were as if their throats were stuck between their assholes. .

Many customers are willing to come and try it just because he is young and so hardworking. He has more than half of the credit for selling out the two pots of cold tofu.

"Mother...I'm not thick-skinned!" Lin Bei blushed. He was so hard at seeing her screaming, his voice was hoarse, and he felt sorry for her, so he worked so hard.

"I know, you feel sorry for your mother and me!"

Jiang Yan pursed her lips and smiled, which made Lin Bei blushed and turned his head away.

Now that the wave of the morning market has passed, the crowd on the street has gradually faded away a lot.

Lin Nan made two sets of rice rolls and sent them to Aunt Fang of the wonton shop. Lin Dong packed up the used tableware, and Lin Beihong squatted on the ground to clean the tableware, and occasionally glanced at Jiang Yan who was standing in front of the stall.

"Mother, I feel sorry for you too!" Lin Xi patted his chest and awkwardly displayed his strong muscles: "I don't shout as loudly as Xiaobei, but I can go to the pier to give people anti-big bags, and go to the mountains. You can hoe the land for others, and you can also carry stones for the people who build the house, and give the money to your mother!”

Lin Dong came back after delivering the rice rolls, and said in agreement: "Yes, mother, I heard from Aunt Fang that there is a landlord who wants to build a new house and is recruiting workers. Not only does he have wages, but he also manages a meal a day. My brothers and I To go to work, mother doesn't have to work so hard."

Jiang Yan looked at several filial sons.

She can understand why the original body is so mean and mean, and having so few good sons who are well-behaved and sensible and considerate, will only make her more domineering!
"Don't think about Kang Dabao for a day. Mother knows that you are filial, so you are all guarding the stall. I will take the third child to buy some things."

Jiang Yan took Lin Xi to a shop selling tableware and chopsticks. This shop mainly sells household kitchen utensils. As long as it is a stove, everything used in the fire room is quite complete. There are some antique porcelain bowls that are fired. good.

The shopkeeper was a little old man with a goatee, bowing slightly, looking at the skinny, but his eyes were shrewd.

"Shopkeeper, how much is your porcelain bowl?"

The little old man Qiu Mi glanced at Jiang Yan with his old eyes. He was wearing patched sackcloth, and his cloth shoes were about to be flipped over. He was looking at the young man behind her, who was wearing more rudimentary clothes, and straw sandals could not cover his big feet.

He had a calculation in mind, and said lightly: "The small porcelain bowl is 20 yuan, and the large one is 30 yuan."

Jiang Yan: "!!"

It's too expensive!A bowl is more expensive than a portion of her rice rolls. Even if she is willing to buy this bowl, she is reluctant to give it to customers. If it breaks, she will not hurt her heart.

Lin Xi looked at this beautiful porcelain bowl in surprise, her face flushed red under the strange eyes of the shopkeeper, he tugged at the corner of Jiang Yan's clothes, and whispered, "Mother, it's too expensive, let's not buy this... …”

Jiang Yan nodded and said to the shopkeeper, "Is there anything cheaper?"

The shopkeeper's face became impatient, and his eyes were discriminatory: "The row outside is the cheapest in my shop, this one is 2 cents, that one is 1 cent, do you want it?"

Jiang Yan looked down in the direction of the shopkeeper's finger. All the items on the outside were defective products. The two-penny items were unbroken but full of black spots and ugly cracks. The one-penny items were cracked. Very ugly, not much worse than the ones her family uses now.

Jiang Yan shook her head, she really couldn't use this bowl to feed customers, so she could only lead Lin Xi around and walked out of the store.

The little old man waited for them to leave the shop, and then he said "Bah" and rolled his eyes. The beggars dared to come to his shop, no wonder he couldn't afford a bowl for a penny!

Jiang Yan naturally guessed that the snobbish little old man must have no good words in his mouth, but she was too lazy to beep with him, so she took Lin Xi to a place with few people.

"Go to the shop in front of you and buy three if there are cheap jars. The salt and oil jars at home are all broken."

She counted [-] cents to Linxi, and after she took the people away, she went to an alley where no one was there, and looked for suitable tableware in the mall. The tableware in the mall was varied and beautiful in shape and pattern. It is several times cheaper than the store one.

Jiang Yan picked out a set of earth-colored porcelain bowls and a set of cyan ceramic bowls, as well as two sets of gray-white ceramic oval long plates, which are very suitable for holding rice rolls, each set of ten, and she has as many plates as possible. Bought some.

In this era, white porcelain cannot be easily used. Most of the ordinary farmers have ceramic earthen bowls. The ordinary porcelain bowls used by the wealthier families are white and patterned. These are luxury goods. Only rich people are willing to use it.

The colors that Jiang Yan chooses are very low-key, the price is 10 cents for a set, and it costs a total of 40 cents. The chopsticks and spoons are all matched, which is not much cheaper than the shop just now.

I bought two more ceramic earthen pots in the mall, 20 catties of white noodles, 20 catties of brown rice noodles and 5 catties of cornstarch, which cost a total of 117 yuan.

She dragged these things and moved with difficulty to the entrance of the alley, waiting for Lin Xi on the road.

Lin Xi saw her as soon as she bought the pot, and ran over, three small pots banging under the basket.

"Mother, three clay pots are 18 cents, and there are 2 cents left, for you."

Lin Xi handed over the two coins that he held tightly in his palm, because the palm of his hand was sweating, and the two copper plates were sticky.

After Jiang Yan took it, she calmly wiped the sweat from her hands on the trouser legs, pointed to the things on the ground and said, "I've bought everything, put them in the back basket, let's pack up and go home."

When the two returned to the stall, there was another customer who was eating rice rolls, and while eating, he dragged Lin Bei to chat with him. Lin Bei was coping with it with a smile, and his busy little face was blushing brightly.