Since we were just starting out, we didn't plan to buy a new cart. So we brought over an old, worn-out one from the village.

It was last summer, and it was the cart that the villagers used to transport grain.

An oven and a grill were placed on the cart, and what was burning underneath was not firewood, but coal briquettes.

Burning coal briquettes is very convenient, and they are not easily extinguished even in a breeze. Moreover, the heat is easy to control, and they burn for a longer time.

Following He Tiantian's advice, the two of them pushed a cart to the dock in the morning.

Because the dock has the largest passenger flow, with people coming and going every year, mainly merchants.

He Shitou held onto the cart with both hands, a strap tied to his shoulder, and pulled forward with his head held high. Zhao Xiaohe was responsible for pushing from behind.

The oven can bake about ten sweet potatoes at a time, and they start roasting them slowly over a fire in the middle of the night.

By daybreak, they were cooked and ready to eat. Meanwhile, in the pot on the oven, thirty or forty tea eggs were boiling.

They start cooking the eggs a day in advance, and after they're cooked, they crack the shells and then simmer them over low heat to let them absorb the flavor.

Needless to say, the taste of these tea eggs is absolutely unique. Because in this era, there simply weren't such high-quality seasoning packets.

The tea eggs are sold at a fixed rate of thirty to forty per day; once they're sold out, they're gone.

There's no limit to the number of roasted sweet potatoes; everyone in Changfeng Village grows them, so there's plenty. They even had some on the truck; for every one they sold, they'd toss a raw one in to roast again.

He Shitou was panting heavily as he pulled the cart, feeling a little uneasy.

He held his breath and asked uncertainly, "Brother Xiaohe, do you think we can sell all of this stuff?"

Zhao Xiaohe wasn't entirely sure, but he was full of confidence in himself.

"Of course, didn't we go and keep watch? The merchants need to find food to fill their stomachs as soon as they get off the ship, and they need to stock up on food for the night before boarding the ship."

He Shitou thought about it and felt a little more at ease.

When we arrived at the dock, the winter dawn was still a bit hazy.

However, the dock area is quite small, so there are many stalls and businesses. But almost all of them sell food.

These vendors have been working together for a long time, and some of them even know each other.

When He Shitou and Zhao Xiaohe arrived, they discovered that the best spots near the dock were already taken.

The two observed the scene for a while before finding a spot a little further away.

With everything arranged, He Shitou straightened his clothes and looked towards the dock.

Zhao Xiaohe took out the oil paper he had brought and placed it in a conspicuous and easily accessible position.

The wide river surface rippled gently, and the humidity was higher due to its proximity to the riverbank.

Whenever a ship docks, the vendors immediately become extremely alert, their cries of war rising and falling.

"What would you like to eat, sir? Our steamed buns are fresh out of the oven and smell delicious."

"Want a boiled corn cob? It's sweet and sticky, and I'm selling it for a cheap price of two coins."

"Hot and spicy soup, it'll keep you warm all day. Please sit down and have a bowl, sir."