The little girl stared at the dog-flower.

"So you've spent all your money?"

"Yes!" Gouhua said with a distressed look, "My brothers didn't contribute any money. This yard will be mine from now on!"

"..." You're lucky if you have even one room.

The truth cannot be told.

In an instant, the little girl seemed to understand something.

He reached out and patted the back of the dog's head.

“It’s okay. If you need money in the future, just ask me. I have money on hand!” the girl said.

There aren't many people who would prepare supplies for each of their children like my mother did.

Regardless of gender.

As long as it's her child.

Even though they weren't their mother's children, they still spent a lot of their mother's money.

But Zhang the blacksmith...

Not necessarily. When Zhang the blacksmith earns more money in the future, he will probably give some to the dog.

Don't think of life as too miserable.

Don't get your hopes up too high.

Ordinary and simple, that's true!

Gouhua pushed in the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) cart: "This was made by Daddy. He told the three of us to use one first, and he'll make a few more when he has time."

"Alright!" I can finally earn money again.

Xiao Ya felt much more at ease.

These days, I study calligraphy and painting in the morning, play the piano in the afternoon, and even have my brother drag me to learn about medicinal herbs.

In Buddhist terms, one may not understand medicine or its principles, but one must know the incompatibilities between commonly used medicines and foods.

They also said that she would definitely be very beautiful in the future and that many men would like her.

You never know, because of someone else's jealousy, you might have problems with what you eat or use, and then someone might scheme against you.

She doesn't want that kind of future.

I followed along and learned for a few days.

I know pretty much everything I usually encounter.

Now that her brother has suddenly become busy, and her father seems to be very busy as well, she is the only one who is not busy at home, which makes her feel a little out of place.

Fortunately, I can now sell jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes).

Xiao Ya happily prepared the charcoal fire.

They made some more batter, fried crispy dough sticks and fried dough sticks, and put some condiments in the cart. The three of them pushed the cart toward the nearby market.

"Jianbing guozi, delicious jianbing guozi!" Gouhua's voice was very loud, and as soon as she opened her mouth, people around her came over one after another.

Take a look at these rare things.

The aroma of Jianbing Guozi (Chinese crepe) wafts through the air.

Then look at Guo Guo, who is eating a rolled-up, huge-looking jianbing guozi.

I can't resist giving it a try.

How much is one?

"Five coins!" the little girl said with a grin.

"It's more expensive than steamed buns!" someone said, their eyes showing distress.

The little girl looked on with a grin and pointed to the eggs on the cart: "One jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) requires one egg, plus this mixed flour paste, plus our cart and props, it's only five coins, not expensive at all."

Looking at the little girl making jianbing guozi, it was indeed a jianbing with an egg on it.

Eggs cost two or three coins these days.

If you do the math, it's really not expensive.

It also contains green vegetables, pickled vegetables, and a fragrant sauce.

The cost comes down, making it very worthwhile.

Someone stepped forward to buy one.

I noticed that besides the traditional bean paste, there's also a red sauce.

"What is this? Is it edible?"

"This is chili sauce, it's spicy, would you like some?"

The little girl asked skillfully.

"Will you pay extra?"

"No!" the little girl said with a smile.

The man immediately nodded.

We have to put some in, we absolutely have to put some in.

This stuff is free, so why not eat it?

The little girl immediately took a small spoon, scooped out a spoonful, and spread it on the sauce. Soon, a thick and delicious jianbing guozi was wrapped up and handed to the person.

Five coins have arrived in my account.

Later, other people came and bought one too.

The person from before didn't leave with the jianbing guozi. Instead, he stood to the side, holding the jianbing, his mouth wide open. He took a bite and let out a loud "ooh".

Half of the Jianbing Guozi (Chinese crepe) is gone.

The spicy flavor lingered in my mouth.

Some people taste hot sauce for the first time with disbelief in their eyes. They swallow it, take another bite, and the transformation from initial discomfort to subsequent addiction happens extremely quickly.

"Delicious, delicious! This stuff is amazing, so good!" This person seemed to be a paid online troll.

They ate and commented at the same time.

This made quite a few people start swallowing their saliva.

"Is it really that delicious?" Some acquaintances gathered around the man and asked.

"That was really delicious!" It was a taste I had never had before.

With this free online troll stirring things up in the crowd, more and more people started queuing up out of curiosity, and Xiao Ya's business instantly boomed.

Guo Guo's eyes were filled with surprise.

Sure enough, there are many wealthy people in the capital.

Even though the money earned from selling one jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) is not even enough to make a penny.

But there are always benefits.

When the flour in the small bucket ran out, Gouhua started stirring the paste on the spot.

Seeing that Xiao Ya's hands were tired from working, Guo Guo immediately stepped forward and took over the business.

"This chili sauce tastes a bit like the crispy chilies sold in Lucheng. I heard they also have hot pot and braised meat there. I wonder if it tastes the same."

"I've tried it, it's not like this at all. The flavor is richer and spicier. You should try it if you have the chance!"

People gathered together eating jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes).

Take a bite and say a few words.

After we eat, we can talk for a bit more.

Finally, we talked about hot pot.

That hot pot is homemade too.

Xiao Ya looked at the open space behind the tree, thought for a moment, and said to Gouhua, "Why don't we set up a spicy hot pot stall? It's not too hot or too cold now, perfect for making money!"

"Sure!" Dogflower nodded.

She always had a supportive attitude towards making money.

Malatang is different from hot pot; all you need is a large, hot bucket.

There's no need to put a stove on every table.

No need, just cook the raw vegetables yourself.

There's no need to worry about burns or fires.

Sure enough, I came out to take a look and found out what I could do and what was more convenient.

After a long day's work, having sold everything they had brought, the three headed home.

Take a few steps.

Xiao Ya paused, then exchanged a glance with Gou Hua.

The two glanced behind them out of the corner of their eyes.

Guo Guo's young brows furrowed: "Are we being watched?"

"That's right, we've been targeted!" the little girl said with a grin.

The little girl is no longer the fragile girl who needed protection. Guo Guo stood beside her, striking a pose, and looked behind them. Two men were walking towards them.

Dog Flower pulled a meter-long broadsword from the car.

If you want to do anything, you'll have to get past her first.

"Put it away, put it away, there's no need," the little girl said.

Dog Flower shook his head: "Anyone who tries to rob you is a bad person, they all deserve to die, or at least be half-dead."

"Alright!" Little Ya couldn't stop Gouhua.

Dog Flower was bigger, stronger, and had learned his martial arts skills from his father.

They are all things that are useful without being flashy.