Delicious Lady: Lord Wolf, please enter the urn

Chapter 12 Business is booming
The last time I came to pawn things, I didn't take a good look at this town.

As a native of Ningbo, it is a delicate feeling to be able to walk on the streets of my hometown hundreds of years ago.

Some excited, some lost.

Ningbo has a lot of water, the seaside and the river run side by side, and the special geographical location has bred a different kind of culture, especially here in Chaiqiao, because it is close to the port and Daxie Island. Taking a deep breath, it seems that you can feel the sea from the sea. A sense of freshness comes.

There is both the majesty of the sea and the gracefulness of the small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River. It is elegant and majestic, just like the character of Ningbo people.

The small bridges and flowing water, the people in the south of the Yangtze River, and the ancient town hundreds of years ago glow softly in the sun, which is intoxicating.

Man Yue and Mrs. Chen were carrying the burden, Mancang was holding small signboards and small benches, Niang San'er walked across the stone bridge, under the bridge the boats shuttled back and forth, raising and closing the oars, connecting the nearby villages with the small town.The bluestone road under the feet has been polished and shiny, which is the historical trace left by countless pedestrians over the years.

It's the end of Sishi (10:11 am to [-]:[-] am), and there are already many people in the town, and it looks very lively.A few people chose a good place to put down their burdens, and someone came over just after tidying up.

Look at the man dressed as a government official, about thirty or so.After seeing their mothers put down their things, they came over and asked, "What are you selling?"

The Chen family flinched a little, but Yang Manyue followed suit.

Quickly uncovered the old jacket in the burden, opened the lid of the pot, and a tempting fragrance immediately diffused out.

The oil paper box I folded by myself was filled with a box of snails, and I handed it to the man with a smile, "Officer, it's snails, would you like to try it?"

The man raised his eyebrows, just as he was about to put on a show of prestige, but found that there was still thirty cents on the side of the greased paper box he handed over.

Immediately withdrew the official prestige, chuckled, and said: "This snail smells really good, the little lady is very skilled!"

After a pause, he continued: "Go over there a little bit, this position can't be occupied. For newcomers, you must know the rules."

"Yes, thank you for your advice, sir."

Yang Manyue saluted with a smile.Seeing that she was very sensible at such a young age, and gave the money again, that person was a lot more kind.

Looking at the third son of their mother, he probably guessed what happened, and said: "Fellows from the village, no one will make things difficult for your orphans and widows when you are honest in business. Just pay the money for Wuwen's stall now."

"Good Le!"

Yang Manyue knew that this person was a reminder of herself, and didn't care that his attitude was still superior, so she quickly handed over another five cents, and then sent him away with a smile.

"Full moon..."

As soon as the person left, Mrs. Chen muttered with pain on her face: "Manyue, you, why did you give him so much money? Thirty Wen, you can buy a lot of meat!"

"Mother, it's okay. As the saying goes, the king of hell is hard to deal with when he sees little ghosts. It seems that he is the one who is in charge of this matter. If he reminds us a few words, we will suffer a lot less. Okay, mother, don't I feel sorry for those little money, our business is not for a day, the official has already mentioned us, this position can't stay, let's move it."

"Ugh……"

Mrs. Chen sighed, and murmured: "Nowadays it's not the same as it was decades ago. Now one tael of silver can buy three hundred catties of rice, more than 80 catties of pork, and thirty cash is a lot..."

Yang Manyue couldn't help laughing, "Mother, don't be sad when I earn you a few hundred Wen back later."

"puff!"

Mancang couldn't help laughing, "Sister, these snails are worthless, they are everywhere in the water town. We only sell a box for two yuan..."

"It can be calculated that for a box of snails, our cost is not even half a penny."

Yang Manyue glared deliberately, and said, "Stinky boy, does this mean you don't believe me, sister? Just wait and see, if you sell all these, you will get at least two hundred cash, and I will buy meat for you then."

"Then sister, don't lie to me..."

Mancang swallowed hard, with longing in his eyes, "I, I have forgotten what meat is like."

"Little glutton!"

Chen said with a smile: "You ate some of the snails when they came out of the pot, isn't snail meat meat?"

"That's different."

Mancang pouted his little mouth, "The taste of meat is different, it tastes good when you eat it greasy in your mouth. The snail meat is not greasy..."

People with less fat in their stomachs probably desire the kind of four-finger-thick fat, right?Looking at the full warehouse, Yang Manyue only felt sad.

In the previous life, children of his age didn't want to eat anything, because they ate too much.Looking at the desire for meat in the eyes of my younger brother, comparing the two, I only feel sore in my heart.

Taking a deep breath, he rubbed Mancang's little head, and said, "Sister, I will make more money in the future, so you can eat as much meat as you want!"

Mancang blushed, and mumbled: "Sister, I, I'll just say, my family is poor, so I'd better stop eating..."

"Ha ha……"

Yang Manyue laughed, thanking her younger brother for being sensible, patted his forehead and said, "How old are you? How can you still make the family poor? Hey, stop talking, let's work."

Chen looked at the interaction between the siblings, her eyes were a little blurred.

He lowered his head and secretly wiped away his tears, feeling a little strength in his heart.

The children are so sensible, and she, an elder, can't hold back, she has to work hard.

Can, can, but the fact of shouting can't do it!

With his face blushing, he choked out a weak voice that was softer than a mosquito's cry, "Sell, sell... snails..."

Yang Manyue smiled unkindly, "Mother, you are responsible for scooping up the snails, I'll call."

As she spoke, she took a deep breath, held her breath, and suddenly shouted: "Qingming snails are better than goose! The stir-fried snails just out of the pan are secret recipes passed down from ancestors, and the ingredients are delicious. Anyone who passes by will come here." Take a look, it doesn't taste good and you don't need money..."

The voice is clear and crisp, like a yellow warbler singing.The words that were shouted were so fresh, coupled with the bursts of fragrance, several people really stopped and surrounded them.

"It smells really good, and it looks good, little lady, how do you sell this snail?"

Yang Manyue took out a cardboard box and said with a smile: "This guest officer, two coins and one flat box."

"Two pennies? Miss, is this expensive? We are a water town here, and this is the season when snails are on the market. You can get a lot of them with just a net."

Facing everyone's doubts, Yang Manyue smiled and said: "Every guest officer is right. In our water town, snails are the cheapest, and you can get them wherever you want. It's just a few guest officers. Look at my snails. It smells delicious? And the color, it’s so shiny, it’s all because of adding sugar to the juice! Sugar is not cheap! Not to mention the red pepper, star anise, soy sauce, all of which I use are green Salt……"

"ah!"

The sharp-eyed person looked at the star anise in the pot, and murmured: "The ingredients are really good! Be good, the little lady is so handy, she actually used green salt to prepare the ingredients, and you are so talkative, so I have to have a taste." .”

"Good Le!"

"I'll have a copy too! This little lady can talk, so it's comforting to listen to."

Seeing that everyone wanted to buy it, Mrs. Chen became excited.He didn't shrink anymore, and his movements became quicker. He was responsible for collecting money for the full warehouse, and he sold it for ten cents in a short while.

Some people didn't leave, so they just stood there and ate. The food was so good that they couldn't stop.

"This, this is really made by a secret method! How can this snail meat be so tender? Oh my god! I have never eaten such a delicious thing, what a skillful lady!"

"Yeah, it's so delicious! How do you make it? How can it be so delicious?"

In ancient times, word of mouth was very important.As soon as the people here shouted, those passing by gathered around. After asking about the situation, seeing those people eating deliciously, they couldn't help it, "Give me a taste too!"

"I want it too, I want it too!"

"I'll have one too, straight lady thief, is it really so delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious! My God, why is it so fresh? Little lady, give me another serving!"

"This oil-paper folded box is also exquisite, this little lady is very careful at first glance!"

For a while, Yang Manyue was crowded with people in front of Ming Dynasty's snail shop.A large pot of snails was sold out by noon.

Mancang was counting the money excitedly, hugging the clay pot tightly, as if he had eaten meat, and his eyes were green.

Chen asked in a low voice: "The warehouse is full, all, are they all counted correctly? Really, are there really 220 Wen?"

Mancang nodded again and again, excitedly said: "Mom, I counted it several times, it can't be wrong!"

"My God, how much can a pot of snails sell for?"

Yang Manyue smiled, and said in a low voice: "Mother, the paper box I folded has its own way! It's narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, so it can't actually hold much, so it looks like the cup is big, but it's actually small!"

"You kid..."

Chen wanted to laugh a little, "Why is this thief?"

Yang Manyue laughed straight, took Chen's hand and said coquettishly: "Mom, let's go back and buy some delicious food."

After a pause, he continued: "It's noon when the market closes, so the food must be cheaper."

"I want meat, I want meat!"

Mancang yelled, "Sister, mother, I want to eat meat, let's buy meat and eat!"

"Buy, buy, buy!"

Chen's heart felt relieved when she saw that the things that no one cared about usually sold for a price.It would be bullshit to look at two thin children and say that they don't feel distressed.Now that I have a way to get money, I naturally want to make up for the children.

After packing up her things, Niang San'er went to the market.Everything is sold in this small town, and now that it's time to close the stall, the trouble-free people in Tuna are naturally very enthusiastic.

I bought a piece of meat, a handful of vegetables, and went to the rice store to buy some rice. I have been struggling these days, and now that I can make money, I naturally have to eat some dry goods.

The family went home happily, washing rice and picking vegetables, Mrs. Chen lit a fire, and cooked for a full moon. There were bursts of laughter coming from the courtyard of the Yang family.

The days are moving forward, which is more exciting than anything.

The best pork belly goes through the oil, and the oil is used for cooking, and the taste is also excellent.

When there is no oil and water, a little bit of meat can make people feel happy. When a bowl of braised pork is served, not to mention the full warehouse and the full moon, even Chen's eyes are green.

The full warehouse didn't even care about the heat, and he stretched out his small hands to grab and eat, and it was useless for Mrs. Chen to scold.

Poor little guy, it's because there is too little oil and water in his stomach. He is so greedy that he can't control himself.

Yang Manyue looked at Mancang with a smile, and said "slow down, slow down", feeling extremely sweet in her heart.

well……

Isn't it the greatest embodiment of the value of life that people can bring happiness to people alive?

(End of this chapter)