The same thing happened when buying other ingredients. Ye Xingxian realized that this was not a coincidence, but an inevitability, since they hadn't even set up their stall yet.

He had only gone out to buy groceries once when he encountered some disgraceful people.

Ye Xingxian decided not to go out to buy groceries herself, but to have her subordinates do it instead.

When he got home, Xiaoxi had already sent him a message asking him to soak glutinous rice and let the dough rise, along with a long list of precautions.

Ye Xingxian was very pleased to see that her younger sister had taken it seriously, and she completely forgot about the unpleasant experience of being choked by oil at the market.

As soon as Xiaoxi got out of school, she went to the large apartment in the Oushang community that her fifth brother had just bought. Her fifth brother had already steamed glutinous rice and kneaded the dough at home.

Xiaoxi already had the recipe steps in her mind. She smoothly prepared the filling and rolled out the dough. Her little hands flew, and one cute shumai after another took shape.

Ye Xingxian then realized that Xiao Xi had tricked her into eating the shumai she had a few days ago.

Then I realized that my thinking was wrong; I should allow my younger sister room to improve.

Just like him, today he was learning to ride a tricycle in the community. Even someone who has always been flying on a sword would find it difficult to ride an electric tricycle.

But when someone is good-looking, there are always people willing to be their mentors. A kind-hearted security guard taught him.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the brother and sister set up their stall.

As I passed by the entrance, the security guard who had taught Ye Xingxian to ride a tricycle that day was on duty.

"Mr. Ye, are you really going to bring your sister to set up a stall?"

"Yeah, Lao Wang, see you tonight!"

Since Ye Xingxian is going to set up a stall, she needs to learn to put aside her aloofness and try to respond to the security guard Lao Wang with enthusiasm.

Old Wang stared in astonishment as he watched the brother and sister walk away into the distance.

"My God? They bought this big apartment just to set up a stall selling shumai! I really don't understand the world of the rich!"

Ye Xingxian rode his tricycle to the intersection of Guangda Street. There were barbecue stalls and fried rice stalls, but all the good spots were taken.

The two siblings came out to fish, not to make money, so the location didn't matter.

They stopped the car, and Ye Xingxian started the fire to steam the first batch of shumai.

There weren't many people at the intersection, and the barbecue and fried rice businesses weren't doing very well either. The two owners came over to see what was going on.

"Handsome guys? You're selling breakfast? Haha?"

"It's getting cold, there are fewer people on the streets, who will buy the shumai? Sell it to the ghosts?"

The two bosses appeared to be there out of curiosity and concern, but in reality, they were full of mockery.

"Uncle, auntie, don't worry about it. Our shumai will be in high demand. We guarantee there will be more demand than supply. Maybe even a ghost will buy them!"

The two stall owners, feeling a bit embarrassed by the commotion, returned to their own stalls and muttered under their breath.

"They've obviously never suffered hardship. The brother and sister will be crying their eyes out when they can't sell their products!"

Xiaoxi glanced over and said, "Fifth Brother, you can turn off the stove now."

Ye Xingxian turned off the fire, and when she lifted the lid of the steamer, the aroma that wafted out was so enticing that it made her crave one.

"Fifth Brother, eat if you want, but you have to wear this vest while you eat. I had my classmate's mom order it last night."

Xiaoxi took out two fluorescent green reflective vests with four large characters printed on them: "Juxiang Shaomai".

Xiaoxi thought that Fifth Brother would resist, but Ye Xingxian quickly put on a reflective vest, picked up a disposable box, and ate eight shumai in one go. He even knew to stand at a conspicuous intersection and eat them elegantly.

Xiaoxi also put on a reflective vest, and then took out the palm-leaf fan and gently fanned the steamer.

A captivating and alluring scent gradually wafted out.