This morning, they weren't just stalking and teasing Song Ruier; they were also working hard at the stall.
After they finished eating, Qiao Lian'er went to buy fodder for Da Hong. To ensure the freshness of the ingredients and make it easier to get them, the carriage was parked behind the stall. Da Hong was exposed to the scorching sun, and sweat and blood were dripping from his body.
Qiao Lian'er bought two more large sunshade umbrellas. Da Meng and Xiao Meng got busy, fixing one to the ground with long nails to shade Da Hong, and placing the other above the stall to shade everyone else.
As a result, stall number eight became much cooler, and everyone no longer had to work under the scorching sun, sweating profusely.
Such large oil-paper umbrellas are not easy to make, and each one costs several hundred coins, so many stall owners are reluctant to buy them.
The cooler climate here has attracted even more guests.
Qiao Lian'er bought several bowls of rock sugar water. She added divine talisman water to the rock sugar water, which was both thirst-quenching and refreshing. Everyone who drank it felt like they were about to ascend to heaven.
Song Ruier also hid in a shady spot, not far from stall number eight. He noticed that the children were no longer stopping him, so he boldly came here.
When he saw that the children really knew Qiao Lian'er and were working there, he almost couldn't catch his breath.
They watched as copper coins were continuously thrown into the bamboo basket, and saw the restaurant owner and manager coming here to buy goods bag by bag. The Qiao family made more than eight taels of silver in one go.
Song Ruier watched with envy and a burning desire, feeling as if a thousand ants were crawling on her heart.
He mustered his courage and walked towards the stall. He saw the ingredients clearly, which he had never seen before, and the food he made emitted an enticing aroma.
Song Ruier stared blankly.
These snacks are simple to make, but the key question is: where do the ingredients come from?
"You brat, what are you doing here? Trying to cause trouble again?" Boss Qiao raised his spatula as soon as he saw him.
"Uncle, I've come to town too! My grandma asked me to buy some things, and I just happened to see you selling food here." Song Ruier looked at the finished products and silently swallowed her saliva.
He wanted to eat, but he was still growing, and two steamed buns wouldn't be enough to fill his stomach.
The Qiao family already knew, and Song Ruier secretly followed them.
They're not here to buy anything; they're definitely here to see what they're up to, and who knows what kind of wicked idea they're hatching this time.
"You go buy your things, don't stay here," Qiao Laosan said.
"Third Uncle, I'm hungry. I haven't eaten anything."
Song Ruier looked on longingly, her face filled with pity.
His third uncle used to dote on him the most.
Qiao Laosan almost threw a roasted sweet potato at her, but remembering Song Ruier's selfishness and ruthlessness, he held back the impulse.
"These things are meant to be sold; there's none for you. Go, go, go! Hurry up and buy them back. If someone kidnaps them, we won't be responsible."
Song Ruier realized that he had spent so much time searching for rats this morning, and it was all because Qiao Lian'er had those rascals treat him like this.
Hatred welled up in his heart, he shouted.
"Uncle, cousin, cousin, I am your nephew and cousin. You sell so much food here, I am starving to death, but you won't give me a single bite."
The customers who were buying things all looked over at him. When they saw him talking to the stall owner, their gazes fell on the Qiao family members.
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