As soon as she set up the stall and the fragrance wafted out, three or five people gathered around her in no time.

"Hey, whose stall is this? It smells so good."

"Hey, isn't this Zhang Chunxue? Are you also running a small business?"

Zhang Chunxue's hair was neatly tied up, and she was wearing a blue shirt that had been washed bleached but ironed perfectly. She held a spoon in her hand and said, "It's me. I'm selling some braised pork. It has large intestines, heart and lungs, pork belly, and fried tofu... If you want to eat it, you have to line up. No credit, no bargaining."

"We have some braised dishes here. I can weigh them for you if you want..." Zhang Chunxue quoted the prices one by one generously.

No one is rich these days, so even though some people are envious and some are drooling, not many people buy it.

Zhang Chunxue stirred the pot of stew with a spoon, and the overbearing aroma immediately wafted out.

"Hiss!" A young man couldn't help but gasp, "This smells too good... I can't resist it! Auntie, give me a bowl of luzhu!"

"I have to try it to see what it tastes like!"

Zhang Chunxue immediately filled a bowl for him: "You are the first customer since opening, so I will give you an extra piece of tofu!"

The young man swallowed his saliva and hurriedly took it to taste it.

"Oh my, this tofu is so fragrant that you can squeeze out the oil!"

"Auntie, where did you learn how to make this stew? Why is it so delicious?"

Zhang Chunxue raised an eyebrow: "Why, you want to ask for my family's secret recipe? But I don't think you are cut out for this!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

The atmosphere instantly became lively. Seeing that the young man was eating so happily, the others finally couldn't help themselves and those who had some spare money in their pockets also ordered a bowl.

Those who don’t like to eat these strange things can buy some braised dishes, cut some braised meat, and weigh some bean curd, braised lotus root, braised potatoes, etc., which can also be used as a side dish for drinking.

She was selling things very actively, but she didn't know when a strange man came over.

He was wearing gray clothes, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and standing in front of the stall with his hands in his pockets, motionless.

Zhang Chunxue saw that he didn't look like a customer who came to buy anything, so she ignored him and concentrated on putting the ingredients into the pot.

The man suddenly said, "Your stall is quite popular. I told you to sell this braised food, so you sell it...but you also sell braised food. Isn't that a bit dishonest?"

Zhang Chunxue didn't even raise her head: "Why? Who said I can't sell braised food?"

She glanced at him sideways: "Who are you?"

Hearing this tone, the man sighed and spat on the ground: "I, Zhang Dashun, specialize in selling braised dishes in our town... If you mess around here, people won't go to me to buy braised dishes anymore!"

Zhang Chunxue finally looked him in the eye: "Would you like to think about your own problems?"

"Is your braised food not tasty?"

“Is it too expensive?”

"Are you not trying hard enough?"

Hearing Zhang Chunxue's joking manner, Zhang Dashun's face darkened: "I came here today just to let you know something interesting. This stall should either specialize in luzhu or move to another place!"

"There are only so many people in our town. It's not very fair of you to steal our business!"

He couldn't help but roll his eyes: "You are a woman doing business, aren't you afraid of being laughed at..."

"What a joke!" Zhang Chunxue slammed the soup spoon onto the pot. She narrowed her eyes and said, "I make money from my craft. Who's making fun of me?"

"So what if I'm a woman? Do you look down on women? You weren't born of a woman?"

"If you're really capable, keep people coming back with your food, not by chasing away your competitors."

As she spoke, her voice grew louder and louder, and more and more people gathered around.

Zhang Dashun was embarrassed and said, "You, you..."

"What do you mean by 'me'?" Zhang Chunxue rolled her eyes. "I was originally thinking of coming to town today to test the waters, and then selling it in the county..."

"Since you've said that, I have to sell it in town these few days!"

As soon as she said this, people who were joining in the fun immediately shouted, "Great! Sell it in town! It's delicious! I love it!"

"That's right! I think this aunt's food tastes better than Zhang Dashun's!"

The people around burst into laughter again.

Zhang Dashun was so angry that his face turned green. Seeing Zhang Chunxue acting as if nothing had happened, and everyone around him looking at him with mocking eyes, he felt even more embarrassed and could only say harsh words.

"Okay! You wait!"

After saying this, he pushed through the crowd and ran away as if he was being chased by a dog.

Zhang Chunxue, seeing the crowds growing, took the opportunity to advertise herself: "Since everyone is here, buy some braised food and try some! Maybe I'll actually sell it in the county someday, and you won't be able to taste this flavor anymore!"

As she spoke, she began to stir the stew in the pot again. The aroma was so fragrant that it made many people salivate again.

“Give me a bowl!”

"I want a bowl too!"

"I came first! I came first!"

A long line soon formed in front of the stall, and a satisfied smile appeared on Zhang Chunxue's face.

She shouted enthusiastically and started working quickly.

By the time she had sold out all the braised pork and braised food, there were still many people queuing up. When they found out they were out of stock, they were all very disappointed.

"Auntie, you must come again tomorrow!"

"Remember to leave some for me! Watching them eat makes me so hungry!"

In the next two days, Zhang Chunxue went to the grain and oil station to set up a stall on time every day.

The business was indeed good, and Zhong Xiaoxiao also came to help without Zhong Yuanyuan's knowledge, which relieved Zhang Chunxue's pressure a lot.

In the past few days, Song Yanshen's injuries have almost recovered and he can finally be discharged from the hospital.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Zhang Chunxue did not go out to the stall. She took Zhong Xiaoxiao with her, carried Zhong Yuanyuan on her back, and went with Song Xingzhi to take Song Yanshen home.

When the villagers saw Song Xingzhi and Zhang Chunxue walking together, they couldn't help but talk about it.

I wondered if these two people really fell in love with each other.

But when they saw the little boy walking beside them, everyone was very surprised.

An aunt who had a good relationship with Zhang Chunxue couldn't help but speak.

"Chunxue! Who is this child? Is he your relative or Director Song's relative?"

Zhang Chunxue stroked the prickly stubble on Song Yanshen's head and said with a smile, "This is the child that Director Song rescued. I had a good impression of him, so I adopted him."

"His name is Song Yanshen."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around were suddenly in an uproar.

"What? Haruyuki, you adopted him?"

"Sister-in-law Chunxue, are you crazy? These days, families are not well off, and you're adopting a child you have nothing to do with?"

"Yeah, Haruyuki, you don't have a son, so why bother?"

"That's right, this has nothing to do with you. Why did you adopt him? Isn't he just a burden?"