However, renting mudflats is not easy, because if you don't have enough money, it's all for nothing. But at least the family has decided on this idea, and the family now has a daily income, so it's only a matter of time before they save enough money.
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Pei Yao and the others kneaded two large buckets of ice jelly. These wooden buckets were specially made by Pei Yao; they were large and tall, and each bucket could hold about two hundred bowls.
For this purpose, Pei Yao also prepared a long-handled wooden spoon to make it easier to scoop the ice jelly from the bottom of the bucket.
There's no need to boil brown sugar water and fermented rice; just use what you have ready-made.
After they finished doing all that, wondering if they would have to get up early the next day, they washed up and went to sleep.
The next day, Niu Qingshan came to pick up Pei Yao and the others with two big dark circles under his eyes. After talking to his grandfather about the mudflats the night before, Niu Qingshan was so excited that he couldn't sleep.
With his big eyes wide open, he kept thinking about the future plans for the mudflats.
Pei Yao also woke up with dark circles under her eyes. She, too, had been suffering from insomnia, which was caused by thinking about the caravan.
"Yao-mei, you didn't sleep well either?" Niu Qingshan looked at Pei Yao's dark circles with a sense of shared misery.
Pei Yao looked up at Niu Qingshan and nodded, noticing their matching dark circles: "Looks like you have them too."
"I had some things on my mind last night and didn't sleep well..." Niu Qingshan explained, scratching the back of his head.
Pei Yao: "Me too..."
With the addition of two buckets of ice jelly and some tables and chairs, the already cramped space on the bus has become even more crowded.
Fortunately, neither Pei Yao nor Chen Fang is very tall, so they could squeeze in and sit down.
After arriving in town, the three first delivered the goods ordered by Deyun Restaurant, and then they headed to the dock.
The current state of the dock is indeed almost exactly as Chen Fang described at home yesterday.
It wasn't market day, but there were more people on the dock than on a market day, and many merchant ships were moored along the dock. These ships were very tall and magnificent, unlike the small fishing boats that Pei Yao had seen from Niu Qingshan's family earlier.
There were people coming and going on the fishing boats, and they were all dressed quite well, almost all of them wearing silk and satin.
Most of the men on the boat had their hair tied up high, while the women wore their hair in elaborate buns adorned with flowers.
Such a refined person could never be poor; he must be a businessman, and a wealthy one at that.
Pei Yao was also stunned for a moment when she saw such a magnificent fishing boat for the first time. Then she led everyone to find an empty spot to set up a stall.
There were definitely no good stalls left for them at this time, so Pei Yao could only go to the corner she had been in before.
Before she even arrived, she heard a stall owner greet Pei Yao warmly: "Girl, it's been a long time since I've seen you. You're back to set up your stall again."
Pei Yao looked over in the direction of the conversation and saw the older brother who had previously set up a stall with him. This older brother had also been unable to get a good spot and had been setting up his stall in this corner until Pei Yao's spicy snails became a hit, which also boosted the popularity of his stall.
Even after the girl stopped coming, many people still came to buy her snails.
Those people didn't buy any snails, but since they were already there, they bought other things as well before leaving, so this guy's business was better than usual during that period.
He was still happy to see Pei Yao.
Pei Yao nodded to him. Then she started setting up her things. This time she was setting up ice jelly, so Pei Yao brought a lot of small tables and stools and placed them in the open space behind the stall so that anyone who wanted to eat could sit down and eat.
The stools and tables were pieced together from the villagers; everyone was willing to lend them when they heard that Pei Yao needed chairs for her stall.
There was no shortage of bowls. When Pei Yao delivered goods to Deyun Restaurant, Manager Qian was preparing to sell a batch of bowls and wooden spoons at a low price. He said that the way these bowls were made, their appearance and patterns were outdated and ugly, and that the restaurant could not use them, so he gave them to Pei Yao. When Pei Yao saw that they were all still in good condition, she accepted them all.
This will come in handy, since she only has a small stall and doesn't need to worry about whether the patterns are out of style; having something useful is enough.
Although Pei Yao had only been setting up her stall here for a short time, she had already gained a lot of fame. So, as soon as she set up her stall, a customer who had previously bought spicy snails from her recognized her.
"Young boss, why haven't you been selling snails for so long? My wife has been craving them every day." Pei Yao recognized the speaker; he was the same young man she had bought from when she first came to the stall.
"That's right, my master was addicted to it too, but then you suddenly stopped selling it, which made me get a good scolding from him. Fortunately, Deyun Restaurant also started selling it later, and my master was finally satisfied with the dish. But I heard from my master that the spicy snails at Deyun Restaurant taste exactly the same as yours. Young lady, could it be that they learned your recipe, which is why you stopped selling them?" This person speaking was Li Si, the steward of the Zhao family, who used to sell snails to Pei Yao.
Hearing Li Si's words, Pei Yao smiled awkwardly, and the man immediately looked enlightened: "Miss, could it be that I guessed right? If so, then they have gone too far."
Pei Yao: "..."
That's not what I meant.
Li Si had a loud and clear voice, and the rumor that Deyun Restaurant exploited young girls quickly spread among the crowd.
Pei Yao was embarrassed; how could this person be so thoughtful?
In order not to damage the reputation of Deyun Restaurant, since their biggest source of income is now Deyun Restaurant's orders.
If Deyun Restaurant's business is affected, then it will indirectly affect its own snail orders.
Pei Yao had no intention of shooting herself in the foot.
"Brother, I have nothing to do with Deyun Restaurant. I just recently switched to this lychee wine ice jelly. Brother, this tastes just as good as the spicy snails we had before. Would you like to bring some back for your father to try?"
Pei Yao specially prepared some mixed samples so that everyone could try them.
Upon hearing the name "Lychee Fermented Rice Jelly," Li Si realized he had never heard of it before and immediately lost interest.
But when Pei Yao opened the ice jelly, Li Si saw the crystal clear, jelly-like substance and smelled the sweet aroma of lychee. He immediately nuzzled his nose and leaned closer.
"Girl, is this what you called lychee...ice jelly?"
"Lychee rice wine ice jelly, brother, why don't you try it first?" Pei Yao took a small piece of banana leaf, filled it with some of the mixture, and asked him to try it.
After all, no one here has ever eaten ice jelly before, so naturally they don't know what it tastes like.
That's why Pei Yao prepared some samples for tasting.
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