Changsheng scratched his short hair: "Forget it, I'll wait until my hair grows longer before going out. I look too ugly now."

The little Buddha heard a hissing sound coming from its nose.

If you don't want to be a medicine apprentice, then you don't want to be one, but you're too ugly! Ugliness is being used as an excuse?!

"Mother, I'm studying at home." He sorted through the professions with greater power and more freedom in his dream, and ultimately decided that his goal was to study.

Only by studying and passing the imperial examinations could one rise through the ranks and make life easier.

Su Jiaoniang nodded. It was good that Xiao Changsheng liked reading, but then asked, "You don't want to study medicine either?"

Fu Tu shook his head. Studying medicine can save the sick, but it can't save the mentally ill. In this world, those with mental illnesses are far more serious and terrifying than those who are sick.

Besides, there's Dr. Liu, so why should I learn it myself?

Su Jiaoniang gave Xiao Futu a deep look, feeling that the child might change his mind later, but it depended on the child's personal wishes. She nodded slightly: "Alright, then we won't go to Doctor Liu's place."

With these arrangements made, Su Jiaoniang took Gouhua and Xiaoya to the county town. The two children weren't very agile, and it was their first day doing business, so Su Jiaoniang went along. If the little ones could do well on their own, she wouldn't have to worry too much.

The dock was crowded with people, and there were quite a few vendors selling snacks and food.

Su Jiaoniang was beautiful, and as soon as her stall was set up, people would come over to ask her about it.

Whether it's food or business, who wouldn't want to buy from someone who looks good?

Su Jiaoniang didn't speak. Xiao Ya took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said softly, "We sell cold noodles!"

What is liangpi (cold skin noodles)?

Liangpi (cold skin noodles) is for eating!

What do you sell? It's cold noodles!

Two coins a bowl, and it's delicious!

“Two coins a bowl, even the magistrate said it was good.” Gouhua found it amusing to watch Xiaoya talk and joined in the conversation.

Finally, someone found the little girl interesting and bought her a bowl.

I placed an empty bowl in front of Xiaoya, and she started preparing the cold noodles. She put a fixed amount of cold noodles in the bowl, added a small handful of gluten, some shredded cucumber, shredded radish, and bean sprouts, poured on a spoonful of sesame paste, and then added some garlic water, chili sauce, vinegar, and salt.

The little hands, holding chopsticks, began to mix the ingredients with great effort.

Once a bowl of cold noodles is prepared, its aroma fills the air instantly.

The dockworkers are all rough men. When it's time to eat, they all want something with a strong appetite, something that will fill them up. A few big white steamed buns with a little bit of pickled vegetable shreds can be a meal. If the price of cold noodles is too high, they really can't afford it.

Two coins a bowl isn't expensive, but the bowl is a bit too small.

While mentally calculating the price, he smelled the delicious aroma and watched as people over there were already munching away.

Who could resist that? At worst, I'll just eat less shredded meat tomorrow. I gritted my teeth, bought a bowl of cold noodles, and slurped it down with a steamed bun.

As someone who was good at math, Gouhua chose to work with Xiaoya. She collected the money while Xiaoya prepared the cold noodles. Only when she had real coins in her hand that could be exchanged for candy or hair ties did her face light up with joy and she happily raised her voice to hawk her wares.

People passing by saw the two children selling food, and the food was so enticing that they couldn't resist walking over.

Yang Fugui, a carefree and idle man in Lucheng, was currently collecting protection money at a stall with a few people.

The moment he saw Su Jiaoniang, he felt incredibly unlucky; he couldn't afford to mess with this woman.

He turned to leave, but the red, noodle-like thing on the stall tasted so good, and there were a few people following behind him. He felt a little scared, but he couldn't show it on his face!

Otherwise, how will I survive here?

His feet moved uncontrollably toward the stall.

The moment Xiao Ya saw Yang Fugui, her face turned pale with fright.

The hand trembled as he scooped out a spoonful of chili oil, and the oil splattered directly into Yang Fugui's eyes.

Immediately, Yang Fugui's heart-wrenching screams rang out from the dock. His eyes rapidly turned into giant, swollen puffy eyes, turning outwards, making him look like a giant frog.

Unable to rub his eyes or blink them, Yang Fugui, in a sorry state, jumped directly into the water.

Xiao Ya was so frightened by the scene that she retreated behind Su Jiao Niang. Su Jiao Niang smiled and said, "It's alright, no one will die or go blind. At most, they'll be swollen for a few more days. Don't be afraid, Xiao Ya. You did a great job."

Dog Flower grabbed Little Girl's hand and said, "Little Girl, don't be afraid. I'll protect you. If I can't protect you, I'll let my second brother do it."

Xiao Ya smiled, pursing her lips, and held Gouhua's hand.

The two children smiled knowingly.

Su Jiaoniang glanced at Yang Fugui, who had just climbed out of the river. He was limping away, covering one eye, with several thugs following behind him.

After leaving, he turned back and glared at Su Jiaoniang: "You wait, this isn't over."

Su Jiaoniang chuckled and ignored Yang Fugui.

"Mother." The little girl glanced at Su Jiaoniang and pointed to the stall next to her: "Keep doing business."

"Okay!" Su Jiaoniang narrowed her eyes as she watched Xiaoya and Gouhua happily doing business. Gouhua was so strong and had several older brothers. She was also loyal, and if she became friends with Xiaoya, she would definitely take care of her.

Children need their own circle of friends eventually.

Starting with dog-themed products is a good idea; as for small businesses, that's just an experiment.

If it succeeds, that would be the best outcome. If it doesn't, then let the child go out and sell popsicles. At first, Su Jiaoniang felt a little guilty about hiring child laborers, but after understanding the situation in this era, she realized that hiring child laborers could give a child more opportunities for the future, which was a good thing.

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