Huh?! Why is the atmosphere getting a little off during our conversation?

Why is it taking the sentimental route? Isn't this supposed to be a sweet romance novel? Er Ya shook her head, dismissing the thought that had crossed her mind.

"Grandma, let's hurry up and prepare the crayfish. It'll be dark soon, and we still need to go to the market."

Jiang's mother asked her in confusion, "Why are you going to the market again? Didn't we say yesterday that we were going straight home?"

Er Ya said plaintively, "It's all because of my older cousin. He didn't get enough candied hawthorns yesterday, so while I was asleep, he secretly ate the candied hawthorns that were meant for Brother Gou Dan."

Upon hearing this, Wang Meili was surprised and said to Er Ya, "I'll give him a beating later. Why is that kid so talkative?"

Yes, that brat needs a good beating; he'll behave after a few disciplines.

She still wore an understanding expression: "Auntie, please don't hit my older cousin anymore. He's already eaten, so we can buy more later. But we still have to go to the market, so we have to leave early. I wanted to stay with you a little longer."

Upon hearing the little girl's childish voice, Wang Meili's desire to hit Jiang Damin intensified. Suppressing her anger, she cheerfully said, "If you want to come, come again next time. Stay here for a few more days then. Or, after we've finished this busy period, I'll come pick you up."

"Auntie, you won't have time to pick me up then. You're all too busy with your business, how could I possibly bother you again?"

Sure enough, the prophet was right again. The Jiang family in the future was indeed so busy that they couldn't even take care of their own affairs, let alone invite Er Ya to come and play.

That's a story for another time.

After helping with the washing for a while, Jiang's mother looked at the sky and knew it was time to leave, otherwise she would have to walk through the night to get back. Reluctantly, she said, "Mother, sister-in-law, we have to go. We'll come back next time we have time."

Chen Xiuhua quickly wiped her hands on her apron: "Are you leaving already? Why don't you stay here for a few more days? It's a rare opportunity to drive here."

Wang Meili chimed in, "Yes, sister, I can't get enough of Er Ya. Let her stay a few more days so I can admire her even more."

He affectionately patted Er Ya's little face.

Jiang's mother shook her head and said, "No, we still have a lot of things to do at home. If we come out like this, we don't even know what the situation is like at home."

That's the downside of married daughters. When they finally get to visit their parents' home, they miss their own family. And when they're at their own home, they worry about their parents' family's affairs. Sigh... When Er Ya grows up, I absolutely cannot let her marry someone from so far away.

Knowing she couldn't dissuade her, Chen Xiuhua quickly went back into the house and brought out a bucket of malted milk powder: "Take this back for Er Ya to drink. We're all old, it's a waste for us to drink it."

Er Ya hesitated, unwilling to accept it: "Grandma, if I gave it to you, you can drink it. If you finish it, you can buy more. As you get older, you need to supplement your nutrition so that you can stay healthy and have a good appetite."

Wang Meili kept pouring crayfish and snails into the bucket: "I see you really like eating these. They're not available where you're from, so I'll pack you a lot. You can ask your mom to cook them for you when you get home. Come back for more when you're done."

When Er Ya saw that the bucket was almost overflowing, she quickly stopped her, saying, "Auntie, that's enough, that's enough. This will last for several days. It would be a shame to waste it if we couldn't finish it."

"Oh, it's food we caught ourselves, why worry about it? Just eat as much as you want, and your aunt will bring you more when you're done."

If Jiang Damin heard his mother say that, he would definitely make a scene, asking, "Who is your real son after all?"

Er Ya couldn't stop the enthusiastic Wang Meili, so she had to give in. Suddenly remembering something, she quickly said to Chen Xiuhua:

"Grandma, make a lot more tomorrow. After you get to the market, send some to Hongsheng Restaurant first. When you get there, just say that Er Ya sent you. Just look for their boss, Qian Lu."

"You know people in the restaurant? That's great! I was worried we wouldn't be able to sell them."

"Oh, Grandma, don't worry, I guarantee that everyone will be scrambling to buy it."

Seeing how logically Er Ya spoke, Wang Meili inexplicably felt that she was trustworthy. After putting everything in the bucket away, she took Er Ya's hand and asked again:

"Honey, what price do you think we should sell it for? This is our first time doing business, we don't know anything about it."

Er Ya thought about what she needed. Although a lot of oil was used at once, it could be reused. It would only take up some ingredients. As for crayfish and snails, although they were said to be delicious, they didn't have much meat, and some people couldn't afford them if they were expensive.

After thinking it over, he went to the kitchen, grabbed a large bowl, and filled it with a small amount of crayfish, about a pound or so. He then said to Wang Meili:

“Aunt, look, how about we sell this bowl for two cents? You can find some sturdy, large leaves and use the bowl to measure the size of the clothes.”

"Two cents? Isn't that too expensive? Others might think it's too expensive and not want to buy it."

She was hoping to make a few cents at most!

“Auntie, look, this bowl can hold so much. And you know how much effort it takes to make this. Once we make it, it will definitely sell. We sell it to the rich people at the market. If they like it, they won’t care about the price.”

Looking at the snails again, she realized that selling this big bowl for two cents was a bit of a loss. She took a smaller bowl that she used for eating, pointed to it and said, "Use this to hold the snails. There's even less meat in them. They're just something to eat as a snack. They don't go well with rice. Let's sell them for one cent a bowl."

Wang Meili's heart skipped a beat after hearing these words. Goodness, if she really sold them as Er Ya said, there were so many of them. If they were all sold, wouldn't she make ten or twenty yuan a day?

With a determined look, he stamped his foot and said, "Fine, we'll go with the price you said. Let's try selling it for one day first. If it doesn't work, we'll lower the price."

Who would do business like that? Everyone else is thinking about raising prices. Er Ya was speechless. She knew in her heart that they were honest people and wouldn't do such a shady business.

"By the way, Auntie, when you're selling, take some out for people to try first, but remember, just one per person. If you give too much, people will be full, and who will want to buy?"

Wang Meili nodded, indicating that she had made sense and that she had taken note of it.

"Also, if you think it's too expensive, you can each give a little more, but remember, you have to tell them the extra amount so they know they're getting a good deal."

Just as she was silently memorizing Er Ya's words, upon hearing Er Ya's response, she asked in confusion, "Ah~ why do you say that?"

To be continued!