Chapter 43 Chapter 43 "Isn't it different?" He smiled...
"Isn't it different?" He smiled, repeated it in a low voice, and said nothing more.
Upon hearing this, Song Fuxue, who was standing by, looked up at the father and son without saying a word.
They are actually strangers.
Just like the strangers between him and Xie Luzhi.
But now, standing side by side and chopping meat, they do look somewhat similar.
"Mianmian will come over later to prepare the stuffing. She has a good hand and the stuffing she makes is delicious." Song Fuxue said with a smile.
Once you've finished chopping the stuffing, just chop the side dishes and that's basically it.
"I was cutting onions until tears streamed down my face. All the tears I've cried in my lifetime were shed today." Xie Zhuyu said softly.
His eyes were red and he looked a little pitiful.
Xie Luzhi glanced at him and chuckled, "Isn't that good?"
After they chopped the stuffing, they had breakfast first.
It was still dark at this time, and we had to prepare to go to the store.
As they were talking, Song Mian put in the vegetables and seasonings, then asked Junsheng to mix the stuffing, then loaded it onto the cart and headed to town.
There were many people going this time.
Xie Luzhi, Xie Zhuyu, Lu Jinshu, Junsheng and she all went to the store together.
Xie Luzhi went to the old store to sell egg cakes and gave directions to those who didn't know the way. The four of them made and sold pies in the new store.
This way you can get busy.
Song Mian's estimate was good, but he underestimated the enthusiasm of the diners.
As soon as their cart arrived at the door, they saw many familiar faces smiling and greeting them.
Song Mian's face was broken by laughter.
She couldn't help but glance at the sky. She had gotten up early just to come earlier and prepare more pies. Who would have thought that this diner was even more enthusiastic than her.
"It's too early." She couldn't help but say.
At this time, there is no entertainment at night, so people go to bed when it gets dark. Some people don’t get enough sleep, so they get sleepy very early.
Song Mian's current routine has become to go to bed at sunset.
However, the diners arrived too early.
She had no time to prepare.
Song Mian opened the shop door and saw that everyone was still queuing in front of the griddle. He couldn't help but frown: "You can sit for a while. I need to make pies and stew pear soup. It will take a while."
"That's all right. You do your thing and we'll talk about ours." Zhang Chunhua smiled smugly and boasted to the diners beside her: "This is my shop. I rented it out to Mr. Song to make pies. It's close to home so if I want to eat, I can just walk over."
"I'll be the first to know if there are any new things in the future."
Song Mian frowned. What was there to brag about?
As she thought about it, she kept busy cutting the pears.
Also stew the pear soup.
However, the diners were envious and kept saying, "You are smart. You booked it long ago. None of us have such a mind."
They don't have the conditions, as not everyone has idle shops to rent out.
"Hehe." Zhang Chunhua smiled so hard that her teeth were showing and she said cheerfully, "This Song family is all very good-looking."
She looked at Junsheng, then at Xie Zhuyu, and then at the tall and strong Xie Luzhi, and couldn't help but sigh.
"We look like a family. You're so fair and smooth, how come you got tanned like me?"
"Yes, especially Young Master Song. He has been basking in the scorching sun all summer, but he just doesn't get a tan."
"It's okay, I got a tan."
"I got a tan, too."
Song Mian listened to their conversation, and his hands were almost sparking from kneading the pie.
She thought that with the spiritual spring water, her physical condition would always be at its peak. Of course, the spiritual spring water could cure diseases but not death. She might live a long life, but she would not be immortal.
"It doesn't matter whether it's black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat." Song Mian said with a smile.
Everyone burst into laughter.
It is normal to get tanned at this time and no one minds it much.
But when I see others are white, I still want to say a few words.
The five griddles are very fast and can make hundreds of pies at a time. Xie Zhuyu was a little unfamiliar with the process when he first started, but he is good-looking, so many people chose to forgive him.
Song Mian found it amusing to watch.
"Buy two get one free." She reminded with a smile.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Okay, okay. You sell yours, and we have our own plans."
When the pot of pies came out, Lu Jinshu started wrapping the pies and collecting money, and no longer took care of the wrapping and baking.
Song Mian greeted everyone with a smile, chatted with them, and queued up to buy things very quickly.
"You can make porridge tomorrow." She greeted with a smile.
Zhang Chunhua was helping to keep an eye on who wanted what. Her eyes were almost sore from watching, and she felt that this was not an easy job.
"It's good to cook porridge. I can sit down and have breakfast peacefully tomorrow."
"Yes, back then I just set up a charcoal pot and set up a stall under the sycamore tree on Chaoqian Street, but now I can open a shop. It's really amazing."
"It still sells well. This pie is delicious."
Song Mian listened and found that they even started to predict how much money she could earn in a day.
This is a dangerous topic indeed.
"Can you earn ten taels of silver in one day?"
"Five taels, ten taels is too much."
"I feel like eight taels."
Song Mian: ...
Good guess, don’t guess again next time.
"If I could make eight or ten taels of silver a day, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams. This is pie, all flour and meat, the cost is high. If I could only make ten taels of silver a day, I'd have to sit here for twelve hours without eating or drinking and still not make any. Then my day would be forty-eight hours long."
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.
"That's the truth. They look like hot sellers, but in reality, you can't earn a penny from each pie, and there's also the labor involved, who has to work from dawn to dusk."
"Yes, this small business is never the only profitable business."
"I'm also in business. Others think my family is rich, but I'm the only one who knows. I'm just a little better off."
Everyone was chatting, and Song Mian listened attentively.
She does make money because she has a lot of repeat customers and the diners are very loyal, so she is still quite profitable.
It is also possible that she tends to be content with a small fortune.
It's easy to be satisfied.
Song Mian thought about it, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
It's good to be content with a small fortune.
She thought that if she could make enough money today, all her work would not be in vain. But who knew that there was a lot of change underneath.
The crowd dispersed, leaving only the garbage in the store. The few people were so tired that they had no energy to clean up anymore, so they simply hired some idle people to come and clean up.
Only after I was completely done did I have time to open the cash box and count the money.
When it came to counting money, Song Mian took a sip of spiritual spring water and instantly no longer felt tired. He began to count the money with great energy.
She first took out a hemp rope and strung the copper coins together. When she had strung half of it together, a lot of small and large silver coins were revealed underneath.
"This?" She took it in her hand and weighed it curiously. It was not light.
“Is there really someone who gives a reward?”
Xie Zhuyu was also surprised. Few people were willing to give tips. After all, with some money, they could buy other things. Few people were willing to give to others for no reason. It seemed that they really liked her pie.
But he also likes it very much. For him, he will give tips even to strangers.
But in the small town, people are not very wealthy, but they are still willing to do it, which shows that they attach great importance to it.
"This is a good thing. When people like you, they will be extremely tolerant of you. But soon, there will be a lot of criticism coming your way, and you have to deal with it."
Xie Zhuyu said in a deep voice.
This has always been a two-way mirror, and it's not that easy to get through.
Song Mian naturally knew this. She smiled and said, "I have always kept myself low-key. I'm just a pie seller. I don't have too many delusions. That's all I need to do."
"As for criticism, even something as good as silver has people looking down on it and calling it a piece of crap. Who am I to say that everyone likes me?"
Song Mian spread his hands and said with a smile.
She is really open-minded and knows that she cannot be liked by everyone.
Xie Zhuyu glanced at her, then smiled and nodded.
"It's great that you think this way." It is not easy to gain the love of others.
Song Mian nodded affirmatively.
Her pies are getting better and better, and she is not perfunctory at all. If there are still people who find fault with her, just listen to it, don't think about it, and don't make things difficult for yourself.
Today’s hard work was indeed not in vain, and everyone enjoyed it very much.
"Let's go home. Today is a good day." Seeing that they were too tired to talk, Song Mian divided the money into several portions and said with a smile, "One portion for each person. Spend as you like!"
Xie Zhuyu declined: "It's okay, I don't need it, I have my own money."
"This is a bonus, a reward for your hard work throughout the day. It's different from the money." Song Mian said with a smile.
This way everyone is happy.
Since Xie Zhuyu didn't take it, it was not easy for others to take it either, so he had to put his share away, and he felt even happier.
"Then I'll be happy only if I spend it."
Song Mian thought about it and bought Tang Dynasty scarves for her father and brother. The ones she bought before were already old and not as beautiful as the current ones.
I bought a lot of snacks and took them home for Song Chi to eat, so that everyone would have small gifts and be happy together.
Xie Zhuyu hesitated in the grocery store for a long time, looking awkward, but he still bought a Tang scarf for his father. He snorted coldly: "He has never bought anything for me, but I want to buy something for him."
The opposite of Tiangang!
Song Mian saw that he was choosing seriously and had no intention of exposing him.
Perhaps the more people lack something, the more they long for it.
She felt this way when she looked at Xie Zhuyu.
I can't wait to see you, but I can't get close to you. It feels awkward no matter what.
She didn't say anything, but just picked out some cloud cake for Gao Xiu again, as she liked to eat it.
Lu Jinshu probably knew that she had no interest in Juanhua, so when he saw her reading in her spare time, he went to the bookstore and picked out some books that she didn't have at home.
Junsheng was more simple and direct. He just bought a lot of food.
He ate from one end of the street to the other, and even knew to give half to Song Mian, which was very thoughtful.
After they finished shopping, they went to find Xie Luzhi. He had already sold all the egg cakes and was tidying up the shop. When he saw them coming, he smiled.
"Sold out? How's that?"
Song Mian smiled at him, and everything was said without words.
"That's good." Xie Luzhi glanced at his son before replying.
Xie Zhuyu awkwardly handed over his newly bought Tang Dynasty scarf, pursed his lips, as if he was having trouble speaking, and finally said, "Here, this is for you."
Xie Luzhi smiled brightly, immediately took the Tang scarf, changed his hat, and said with a smile: "Not bad, it suits me very well!"
He said yes without hesitation.
He patted Xie Zhuyu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "My Zhuyu has grown into a man!"
The cold wind blew, and several people were covered with the smell of oil smoke.
At this moment, it carries the flavor of the everyday world.
Song Mian curved his lips into a smile and said loudly, "Go home, go home!"
She knew that Xie Luzhi was busy, so she took a few people home first.
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