Chapter 201: Earning Money So Easily for the First Time

"The girl is here!" The old man at the Hu Bing stall greeted Su Ying warmly when he saw her.

"Uncle, how is it? Is the rice cake ready?" Su Ying smelled the sour and sweet aroma of rice cake.

"It's done, try it and see if it tastes good."

The old man Hu Bing lifted the gauze on the steamer, and the white and plump rice cake with a red waistline in the middle came into view.

"Wow, what is this?" The sleepy little kids suddenly became alert and stared at the rice cakes eagerly.

Everyone got up early today and went back to the village after selling everything, and the children followed them to set up stalls.

"Uh..." The old man turned around and was stunned. "Where's my knife?"

"That's fine!" Su Ying pulled a piece of thin twine, tightened it, and pulled it down, cutting off a small piece of rice cake. "This is better than a knife, and you can sell it for a penny."

When I was a child, when I bought rice cakes, the old man selling them would just pull them with a cotton thread to take out a piece.

It can be sold for fifty cents, one dollar, or two dollars, more or less is acceptable.

"Hey, young lady, this method is quite clever." The old man laughed and imitated Su Ying to cut the rice cake into several small pieces with twine, and distributed them to everyone present, "Come and try it!"

Su Ying took a piece of it, a plump white rice cake with a rouge-red layer in the middle, fluffy and soft, with many honeycomb holes, it seemed that it had fermented well.

Take a bite and you will find the sweetness and sourness is just right. The rice cake is soft and chewy, just the taste I remember.

"Hmm. Not bad, old man is quite insightful and figured it out so quickly." Su Ying nodded, "You'll be busy today!"

"Oh, this is really good!" Wei tasted it carefully and said regretfully, "Mother will definitely like it, but you have to eat it while it's hot."

The little kids finished the rice cake in a few bites and licked the rice cake crumbs on their fingers.

"Sister, can you make some for us when we get back?" Xiaotao likes it very much. It tastes better than fried dough sticks.

I ate too many fried dough sticks, and my tongue got blisters, my cheeks hurt, and I felt a little hot.

Rice cakes are different, they are sour, sweet and soft.

"Okay, I'll make it for you when we get home." Su Ying scratched her sister's nose lovingly.

"I want to eat too!", "Me too!" the others shouted.

"Okay! Everyone gets a share! Everyone gets a share!" Su Ying said with a smile, looking at a bunch of little greedy cats.

Now that life is getting better, Su Ying doesn't mind making more delicious food for her family.

"Mom, I want more!" Niu Xiaobao was not full and acted coquettishly towards his mother.

"Here, eat it!" Niu Er's wife handed hers to her son.

"Come, there's more!" The old man with the Hu Bing gave another piece.

Xiaobao looked eagerly at his mother, wanting to eat but not reaching out.

"Uncle, that's enough. How can you eat for free and never get enough? Your rice cakes are delicious, but there won't be enough people to sell them to you soon!" Niu Er's wife declined politely.

The oil pan was heated up and fried dough sticks were started. As a token of reciprocity, Su Ying invited the old man Hu Bing to taste the soy milk and fried dough sticks.

"Oh, it smells good and tastes even better. No wonder the business is so good!" The old man named Hubing ate with soy milk and fried dough sticks, and it was so delicious.

"Give me eight fried dough sticks and two bowls of soy milk!" It was the same merchant. "What's that? Are there any new dishes today?"

The merchants pricked their noses and smelled the fragrance of rice cakes.

"Yes, my dear, would you like to try some? Rice cake!" Su Ying pointed to the stall next door.

"Give me a try!" the merchant sat down.

The old man who made Hubing quickly cut off a piece and brought it over.

"I never thought that such a small county like Wu County could hide so many delicious foods! This rice cake is really good, so delicious!"

The merchant had a good appetite. He finished all the soy milk, fried dough sticks and rice cakes, packed up the same amount and left satisfied.

The small tables at the two stalls were soon filled with early diners.

Waking up in the morning, a delicious breakfast can make people feel happy for the whole day.

In the steaming heat, everyone's face was filled with joy.

Many people ate Hu Bing Lao Han’s rice cakes and packed them up, steaming them in basket after basket.

Some of them were seen on the road and inquired about along the way. Children like them the most.

Today, Su Ying asked Niu Er's wife to take over the frying of dough sticks. Su Ying greeted the guests, cleared the dishes, and collected money.

Niu Xiaobao also understood the situation and shouted loudly to attract customers, doing a very professional job.

Although they prepared more ingredients than the day before, the demand still couldn't keep up with the supply. By the end of the morning hour, all the food at both stalls was sold out.

The old man named Hubing never stopped laughing, and his face had more wrinkles.

When closing the stall, adults would occasionally come with their children. The children would cry and clamor for rice cakes, and they would feel very aggrieved when they saw the empty steamers.

"Tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning, I'll leave one for you!" The old man coaxed them away one by one.

I prepared two large buckets of rice milk, but it's still not enough. I have to prepare one more bucket tomorrow.

"This is the first time I close my stall so early!" The old man with Hubing happily closed his stall and went home.

Niu Er's wife wiped the sweat off her face, not even bothering to count the money. She sat there to take a break. It seemed that she had to find someone to work with her, otherwise she would not be able to handle it all by herself.

Su Ying calculated the bill and divided it with Niu Er's wife. Then the family drove the ox cart to the south gate of the city to meet up.

On the way, we met teams of yamen runners, searching and checking every street and alley, as if they were catching someone.

"What happened?" someone asked quietly.

"I don't know. They said that they were catching bandits and something was lost in the county government office!" someone replied in a low voice.

By the time we reached the city gate, the rumor was already all over the streets.

"Aying! Your father..." Mrs. Du held her daughter's hand tightly, inexplicably thinking of her husband.

"It's okay, mother, this is Aye's plan!" Aying whispered in her mother's ear.

"You kid!" Madam Du glared at her daughter angrily, "You are so bold!"

"Don't worry, mom. Daye is fine and will be back soon!" Su Ying comforted her mother.

Mrs. Du sighed helplessly and said nothing more. No matter how much doubt or dissatisfaction she had, she could only wait for her husband to come back.

Families gathered at the city gate one after another to share the joy of making money.

"Aying is here! Come, take a look!" Madam Zheng waved at Su Ying from a distance, looking very excited.

A few widows got together to set up a stall. It was clean and hygienic, and they were warm and considerate. They made a lot of money in a few days.

"Sister, how are you?" Su Ying asked Madam Zheng.

"Good! Take a look!" Madam Zheng pointed to the utensils around the people. The buckets were covered with cloth, needless to say, they were filled with money.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Su Ying said with a smile, "You sisters are really capable!"

"Thank you, Aying!" Madam Zheng said with tears in her eyes. It was the first time she made so much money so easily.

If this kind of livelihood existed back then, why would men have to go into the mountains to hunt? I wouldn't have become a widow so early, dragging my children through a difficult life.

"Okay, sister! This is good news! Let's come again when we have time!" Su Ying coaxed Madam Zheng and the others in a gentle voice.

There were more than a dozen ox carts waiting, all of which were waiting in the carriage shed after sending villagers from various towns and villages.

After receiving Zhang San's message, we formed a team to send people to Huanggou Village.

There were many cars this time, so everyone didn't have to walk. They loaded and tied up their things and got on the cars.

"Hey, where is Su Cunlao? Why is he gone?" When counting the number of people, someone discovered that Su Bucheng was missing.

"My father has something to do and will be delayed for a few days." Su Ying said vaguely.

No one thought much of it and just thought of it as helping out at the county government office.

Everyone was chatting and laughing in the car, and they felt that the flowers, plants, mountains and rivers on the road were so beautiful. It turned out that the place where they lived was so beautiful!

Taking a car is faster than walking. It only took three hours to get back to Huanggou Village, and it was just getting dark.