Ye Li was so happy that she skipped away.

Ye Caiping smiled; as long as this matter was reported, there would be hope for her to be a female household member.

Grandma Ye walked in: "Caiping, who are you going to set up the stall with tomorrow?"

"With Jin'er and Huan'er."

"I'll go too!"

"OK."

"What? I want to go too!" Ye Daquan rushed in, still damp from his shower.

"No way," Ye Caiping refused outright. "We already have enough people. Too many people will only cause trouble."

Ye Daquan's heart shattered with a crash.

Old Man Ye glared at him: "You still have two acres of land waiting to be watered tomorrow! Trying to slack off?"

Ye Daquan chuckled sheepishly, "No way, no way."

"Dad, I'm going to sleep now. I have to get up early tomorrow."

Ye Caiping left the main room, went to the kitchen to soak the side dishes needed for tomorrow, and then went back to sleep.

...

Around four o'clock in the morning, a rooster's crow woke Ye Caiping.

While Ye Caiping went out to rinse her mouth, she took out the bones and meat from her spatial storage.

After washing up, I started making broth.

Jin'er and Huan'er also got up with yawns. One chopped vegetables and the other watched the stove fire, while Grandma Ye washed the gluten.

Half an hour later, two large buckets of hot and spicy soup were filled.

Ye Caiping tasted it and used broth; this hot and sour soup was even better than last night's.

Just as the hot and sour soup was covered, Ye Bajin arrived and whispered outside the courtyard gate, "Sister Caiping, are you done yet?"

Ye Caiping went out to open the door and let him in: "Try it too, this is our spicy soup."

Ye Bajin took a sip and his expression lit up: "Delicious!"

It's a pity he's so ignorant; he doesn't know how to describe that heavenly taste.

Just as Ye Caiping was about to help Ye Bajin carry the spicy soup, Ye Daquan squeezed in, pushed Ye Caiping's hand away, and the two big men carried the spicy soup out of the kitchen.

Ye Daquan had been awake for a while, but he was afraid of being scolded by Old Lady Ye and didn't dare to go closer. This time, seeing that they were going to lift things, he couldn't bear to let his sister do it, so he rushed out.

Two large buckets of spicy soup, some bowls and jars, plus the tables and chairs that had been tied to the cart yesterday, filled the oxcart to the brim.

Ye Caiping, Jin'er, Huan'er, and Old Lady Ye sat on the oxcart and slowly drove away.

"By the way, Caiping, how much should we sell our spicy soup for?" Grandma Ye asked.

“I did the math last night. These ingredients aren’t cheap, and the cost is high. Plus, our stuff is novel. A small bowl is 5 coins, and a large bowl is 8 coins.”

Grandma Ye gasped, "It's quite expensive."

Ye Jin'er said, "The same price as the wontons."

They soon arrived in town as dawn was breaking.

Vendors have already set up their stalls along the roadside.

Ye Caiping chose a spot by leaning against a big tree and began moving things.

Ye Bajin rushed to carry the two large buckets of spicy soup downstairs and then helped assemble the table.

In less than 15 minutes, the hot and sour soup stall was set up.

Ye Caiping paid twenty coins, and Ye Bajin drove the oxcart away.

The mother and her three daughters sat down to wait for dawn.

Just then, a middle-aged couple pushed a cart full of things over and stopped next to Ye Caiping.

The woman was a plump woman in her forties. As she set up her stall, she said, "You don't look like yourselves. What do you sell?"

Ye Caiping smiled and said, "Spicy soup."

"Never heard of it." The plump aunt glanced at Ye Caiping. "We've been here for years. You're taking up some of our space. Could you move a little?"

Ye Caiping didn't want to argue with her, so she moved the table and chairs closer to the big tree.

Aunt Pang and her family sell steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and brown rice porridge; it's a breakfast stall.

Soon, it became completely bright, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased.

"Boss, give me a fried dough stick and a bowl of brown rice porridge."

"Boss, the same as always."

Regular customers started arriving at the breakfast stall next door, and half of the stalls were sparsely occupied.

There wasn't a single customer at Ye Caiping's stall. Old Mrs. Ye said anxiously, "Caiping, let's lift the lid of the bucket and start calling out to sell."

"Wait a minute. We haven't set up the stove yet. If we lift the lid now, the food will get cold halfway through if we don't have many customers. Let's wait until it gets busier."

Grandma Ye said anxiously, "I should have set up a stove."

"We don't have an iron pot that big. It's also inconvenient to cook it fresh, so let's just sell it like this! Don't worry, wait a little longer."

Compared to Ye Caiping's composure, Old Lady Ye and her sister Ye Jin'er were filled with worry and unease.

The plump aunt next door, seeing that there wasn't a single customer here, felt rather smug and advised:

"Young lady, doing business isn't that easy. It's more practical to go back home and farm."

Ye Caiping smiled and said, "Thank you, but you don't need to trouble yourself."

Aunt Pang wasn't angry; as long as the newcomer didn't get any business, she would remain in a good mood.

Soon, the town became completely lively.

"Mom, let's start selling!" Ye Caiping opened the bucket lid.

Grandma Ye quickly ladled a bowl of spicy soup and placed it on the table. Being experienced, she called out at the top of her lungs, "Spicy soup, spicy soup!"

Ye Caiping: "The spicy soup is so fragrant and smooth, it's even tastier than wontons and more delicious than meat porridge!"

Pedestrians on the street stopped when they saw something new and interesting: "What is hot and sour soup?"

"Never heard of it. How much does it cost?" A crowd gathered around.

"A small bowl costs five coins, a large bowl costs eight coins!"

"Wow! So expensive? I could have a bowl of wontons for five coins! Every wonton there is filled with meat, what's this?"

Upon closer inspection, everyone saw that it was a bowl of porridge containing some kind of dark yellow and blackish-brown substance.

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