Seeing Su Qingluan shaking her head, Su Xuanhe lost his temper and swallowed a mouthful of the delicious fish soup and asked, "Sister, this fish soup is so delicious, and there are plenty of fish in the river, why don't you sell them?"

Although Su Guangfu and his wife were not as impatient as their son, their eyes were full of questions when they looked at Su Qingluan.

At this time, Su Guangfu and his wife did not realize that although Su Qingluan had only traveled here for less than a month, because she could succeed in whatever she said, she had gradually gained some say in this family.

So when Su Qingluan put forward any opinions, even if Su Guangfu and his wife didn't understand something, they would first look at what Su Qingluan said, just like now.

Because in their opinion, today's fish soup is indeed delicious, and the main ingredients, fish and wild fruits, are free of charge. What could be more cost-effective than this?

Su Qingluan also understood Su Guangfu and Yang's intentions and explained, "Although the ingredients for fish soup are free, it's a cooked food and requires firewood and charcoal to cook. If we were to set up a fish soup stall, we'd have to buy firewood or chop it ourselves. Plus, the fish has to be fresh, so we'd have to invest a lot of time and money."

Yang nodded: "I haven't calculated the price of firewood."

"One more thing," Su Qingluan looked at the setting sun, "it's summer now. Not to mention noon, even in the evening it's hot and humid. On such a hot day, very few people would be willing to drink hot fish soup."

"But I sweat after drinking fish soup, it feels cool~" Su Xueyan wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled.

"That's because we're sitting here for fresh air," Su Qingluan pointed at the wide-open door. "And those who go out for a hundred days are mostly business travelers on the road, and I'm afraid they won't have the leisure to rest."

If you can't rest, there's naturally no question of sweating.

"What's more, fish soup is hot, so you'll need a table, chairs, and a spoon to eat it, which takes up space and adds to the cost."

"Since Daya said so, it must be successful." Su Guangfu said in a firm tone.

Su Qingluan's almond-shaped eyes turned into two crescent moons as she smiled: "The one who understands me is my father."

"What is Daya planning to do?"

“Make burritos.”

Two days later, on the fifth day of the month, Huaxi Village was only six or seven miles from the nearest town, Lefeng.

Although the town is not very big, it is located on a major transportation route, so there are many business travelers coming and going.

On the fifth, fifteenth and twenty-fifth day of every lunar month, there is a "big market" in Lefeng County, which is more lively than usual and crowded with people.

This is exactly the reason why Su Qingluan chose to set up her stall on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

Just after the hour of Chou today, Su Qingluan and Su Guangfu got up.

Because they had to set up the stall today, they had to get up earlier than usual, so Yang originally wanted to leave the two little ones at home to look after the house and feed the chickens.

Unexpectedly, the two little ones also got up and shouted that they wanted to go see their parents and elder sister set up the stall.

Unable to resist them - especially unable to resist the third girl's coquettishness - in the end, he took them both with him.

"Let me be frank," Madam Yang said, looking down at her second son and youngest daughter. "I'm not taking you to the market to have fun this time, so don't run around! Otherwise, you'll be in trouble!"

Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan nodded hurriedly.

The children were active and the adults were fast walkers, so they walked along the country road for about an hour and arrived at Lefeng Town.

The sun hadn't risen yet, and the surroundings were shrouded in a gray-blue morning light. However, many small vendors had already opened their doors.

The enthusiastic hawking sounds came one after another, and pedestrians and vendors hurriedly came and went, making it very prosperous and lively.

"Chunpan! Hot and crispy sesame chupan! Two coins for a sesame chupan!"

"A bowl of cold noodles costs five cents. It's refreshing and cools you down. Sir, do you like it more?"

"High-quality cloth shoes, fine stitching, soft and comfortable to the feet, no unraveling and no exposed soles. Try them before you buy~"

"Wow—" This was the first time Su Qingluan had left Huaxi Village since she traveled through time. Seeing the market of this era, she couldn't help but sigh, "It's so lively!"

"Come to think of it, this is Daya's first time at the market," Yang said with a smile. "Now is a good time, and there are more people coming and going than in winter."

"Stop chatting," Su Guangfu looked around, "let's find a place to settle down quickly."

Otherwise all the good spots are taken.

After some twists and turns, the Su family finally settled down in the gap between a stall selling cloth and a stall selling eggs.

Although the location was a bit cramped, it was at the intersection, and the Su family stall didn't take up much space, so they managed to squeeze in.

"Oh, new here? I've never seen you before, you look unfamiliar!" The boy selling eggs, about sixteen or seventeen years old, put his sleeves tucked in and stretched his head forward to join in the fun.

"My last name is Hou, and my nickname is Skinny Monkey. I've been selling chicken here for a few years. How come I haven't seen you guys before?"

Su Qingluan turned her head and almost laughed out loud: This guy nicknamed Skinny Monkey really lives up to his name, with a thin body, a pointed mouth and thin cheeks, doesn't he look like a skinny monkey?

A middle-aged woman wearing a light blue jacket and selling cloth leaned over and teased, "You skinny little bastard! There are so many vendors in this town. Can you recognize them all?"

Su Guangfu rarely spoke to people other than his family. He nodded to both sides and started setting up the stall.

On the other hand, Yang was lively and talkative. After a while, she started calling Su Qingluan "big sister" and "nephew" fluently, and they were chatting enthusiastically, which made Su Qingluan amazed.

"Big sister, what are you selling here?" The cloth seller, also surnamed Yang, was looking at the three words on the cloth banner displayed by the Su family's stall, "Rolling a Hundred Wealths?"

"What is 'Rolling a Hundred Wealths'?" Skinny Monkey came over and asked curiously.

"Hey, the name my eldest girl came up with is actually nothing new." Yang waved her hand and pointed at Su Qingluan who was busy slicing various ingredients.

Su Guangfu took out a thick stack of pancakes that he had prepared in advance.

After looking at it for a long time, Skinny Monkey suddenly realized, "What do you mean by 'rolling a hundred fortunes'? Isn't this just a vegetable roll?"

Aunt Yang tugged at Yang's sleeve and whispered, "Big sister, considering we were a family five hundred years ago, don't blame me for not reminding you—there are already several shops on this street that make these rolls, and they've been around for quite some time."

What this means is that since they are new here, it would be difficult for them to compete with small stalls that already have a fixed customer base.

Although Aunt Yang spoke in a low voice, she did not say this behind the back of anyone other than Yang, so everyone present could hear it clearly.

For a moment, the excited expressions of Yang and Su Guangfu turned serious. They looked at Su Qingluan who was busy grabbing shredded vegetables. Could it be that the eldest girl who always had a plan had miscalculated this time?