Over the next few days, the kitchen was filled with the pungent smell of chili peppers.
"Cough cough cough..."
The whole family ran outside.
Even the little yellow dog was choked and ran out of the yard, rubbing against Xiao Bao's legs and whimpering.
At dinner time, Shen Qingyu announced: "Tomorrow is the market day, and I'm going to sell glutinous rice."
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a sense of relief.
It's finally here!
Da Bao asked worriedly, "Mom, if you start making glutinous rice, will we have to stir-fry scorching chili peppers every day?"
Shen Qingyu chuckled dryly: "No need, one batch can last a long time."
I feel a little guilty, but not much.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The glutinous rice was steamed, and all the ingredients were prepared and put into several jars.
Shen Qingyu put everything onto the cart one by one. The three little ones also woke up at the sound and were very worried as they watched their mother busy.
This is about running a business... Can Mother manage it?
What if we can't sell them?
The family watched as Shen Qingyu loaded all her belongings onto the donkey cart. Xiao Yunqi couldn't help but ask, "Will I still take you there in the donkey cart every day when you go to sell glutinous rice?"
We all started with a thousand taels of silver; when have we ever done such a small business?
Amidst her busy schedule, Shen Qingyu turned around and smiled, "No need, I'll drive the donkey cart myself."
Can she drive a donkey cart?
No one could believe it.
Shen Qingyu raised her whip but didn't bring it down, looking at the people in the courtyard.
Xiao Yunqi pursed his lips and walked towards the donkey cart: It still won't work, I still have to deliver it.
Xiao Bao, however, thought that Shen Qingyu was afraid the donkey would disobey, and in a childish voice, he lectured the skinny donkey: "Little Hungry Donkey, you have to listen to my mother, understand?"
Skinny donkey: "Ah, I'm hungry!"
Shen Qingyu was both amused and exasperated: "There's breakfast in the pot. Listen to your uncle. I'll buy you writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones later, and then you can learn to read and write with your uncle."
The three little ones nodded obediently.
Erbao: "Mom, be careful."
Xiao Bao: "Mom, come back soon."
Da Bao: "It's okay if we can't sell them, we'll bring them back and eat them ourselves. The sticky rice is delicious."
You are so filial.
Shen Qingyu cracked her whip with a flourish: "Let's go..."
The donkey cart clattered away into the distance.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
When did she learn to drive a donkey cart?
Is it because I'm not home again?
Xiao Yunqi realized that he understood Shen Qingyu less and less.
Once they reached a secluded spot, Shen Qingyu stored all the condiments and hot glutinous rice in her spatial storage, leaving only an empty bucket on the cart to conceal her identity.
There were three of the same wooden barrels in the warehouse, each filled to the brim with a total of about two hundred pounds of glutinous rice.
The town was already bustling with activity.
As soon as Shen Qingyu entered the town, the donkey cart could no longer move.
If they can't walk, they'll set up a stall on the spot.
Shen Qingyu directly lifted the lid of the wooden barrel on the cart, took out various condiment jars from the barrel (space warehouse), and then put the glutinous rice into the barrel.
The glutinous rice steamed with lard began to emit an enticing aroma.
People at the market all looked over, and involuntarily swallowed.
Shen Qingyu glanced at the crowd around her, cleared her throat, and began to call out, "Minced meat and pickled cabbage sticky rice! Ten coins a piece! Big, filling, and delicious..."
Ten coins each?
There's minced meat too?
A bowl of plain rice noodles costs ten coins!
Many people who had come to the market had not eaten breakfast and gathered around.
Shen Qingyu, standing on the cart, had a smile in her eyes. Her slightly chubby face was rosy and fair, making her look very approachable.
"Young lady, would you like to give it a try?" Shen Qingyu looked at a young girl whose hand was already on her purse.
The little girl felt a sense of closeness to Shen Qingyu's cheerful smile and leaned closer involuntarily: "Okay, give me one to try."
Shen Qingyu deftly picked up a small rice bowl, lined it with a piece of oiled paper, and then put glutinous rice into the bowl. After two spoonfuls of rice, the bowl was full. She then deftly used a spoon to put minced meat, pickled cabbage, and crispy chips on top of the glutinous rice...
"Does your young lady eat spicy food?" Shen Qingyu asked with a smile.
"Ah? Eat!" the young woman replied, blushing.
Shen Qingyu added two more spoonfuls of glutinous rice and finally a small spoonful of chili oil.
The sticky rice was overflowing; it was a huge bowl of rice!
This is much more filling than rice noodles.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Shen Qingyu wrapped the glutinous rice in oiled paper, squeezed it tightly, and handed it to the young lady: "Here, your glutinous rice."
The little girl took the sticky rice, opened the packaging, and took a bite. The crunching sound of the crispy chips made everyone around her's eyes light up!
The next second, the young woman nodded vigorously: "Delicious! It's really delicious..."
It comes with minced meat, pickled cabbage, crispy chips... and it's all you can eat!
Having witnessed Shen Qingyu's actions firsthand, the onlookers could no longer contain themselves and began handing over coins.
"Mine! I want one!"
"I want two..."
"Mine...my..."
Seeing that there were too many people and things were about to get chaotic, Shen Qingyu quickly reminded everyone, "One at a time, please line up."
Counting money, making sticky rice, asking if they want chili...
Shen Qingyu seemed to have become a money-making machine, constantly repeating simple actions and words.
She put the copper coins into her specially made handbag at her waist. When she had more than a hundred copper coins, she put some into her spatial storage.
Seeing that the glutinous rice was almost gone, Shen Qingyu took out some more glutinous rice from her spatial storage and put it into the wooden bucket.
After everyone in line had finished buying, Shen Qingyu realized that one of the wooden barrels in the space was empty, and half of the barrels on the cart were also empty.
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