"Xiaoyan, where are we going now?" Ling Ba asked.
"Buy some ingredients," Qiu Yan replied.
She wanted to prepare some fresh ingredients to earn money for her travel expenses.
Ling Ba understood, but Ling Qi still felt it wouldn't work.
He knew that because of the upheaval that had led to the destruction of the kingdom, the people of Qin County were much more wary than the people of Baiyang and Huaiyuan.
"Why buy ingredients?" Qin Susu asked casually, puzzled.
Suddenly spotting a dumpling restaurant ahead, she unconsciously swallowed.
She hadn't had enough bone broth noodles back then, and after walking for so long, she was starving.
"Xiaoyan, I want to eat meat dumplings."
"Dumplings?" Qiu Yan followed Qin Susu's gaze and glanced at the dumpling stall in front of her.
"Haven't we already eaten?" To be honest, she wanted to eat too.
"But I'm so hungry." Qin Susu tugged at Qiu Yan's wrist. "Please, Xiao Yan, I want to eat dumplings. Xiao Yan, just one bowl, just one bowl, okay? Please?"
Her coquettish manner was so endearing that Ling Qi and Ling Ba couldn't bear to look at her.
They were hungry and only thinking about tomorrow's breakfast.
Qin Susu's pitiful appearance reminded Qiu Yan of the bratty child Gu Xiaoran.
"Let's have wontons instead."
This is something she excels at.
"Okay! As long as there's food, I don't care what it is." Qin Susu suddenly became full of energy. Not only was she no longer sleepy, but her steps also became lighter.
The two men behind him didn't say much, but they were both looking forward to tonight's wontons.
When it came to eating wontons, Qiu Yan headed straight to a dried goods shop, went inside, and came out with some dried shrimp, mushrooms, and other items.
"Xiaoyan, weren't you going to take me to eat wontons? Why did you buy all this dried goods? Are you going to cook for me yourself?" Qin Susu asked, puzzled.
Qiu Yan replied, "Yes, I cook for myself." Instinctively, she had been observing the surrounding shops, but none of them sold wontons.
Qin Susu was somewhat doubtful: "But where would we get a pot and stove?"
Qiu Yan: "No, you can borrow it."
"Hmm? Where can we borrow one?" Qin Susu looked around, wondering which family would be willing to lend them their cooking pots and stoves.
Unless, you know someone who does.
"We can use the inn's kitchen," Ling Qi realized Qiu Yan's intention.
Looking again, Ling Ba had already walked towards the meat stall in front.
In the blink of an eye, he carried the chopped minced meat and walked towards the three of them.
Qiu Yan chuckled inwardly; Ling Ba's speed was truly impressive.
Qin Susu looked at the minced pork in Ling Ba's hand, her mouth watering.
"It's so late, why hasn't the butcher closed his stall yet?"
Ling Ba: "You'll have to ask the stall owner about that."
Qin Susu pouted; Ling Ba could always shut her down with a single sentence.
She then looked at Qiu Yan:
"Xiaoyan, can I eat as much wonton as I want?"
Qiu Yan nodded: "If you want to eat, you can do it yourself."
Compared to accommodation and food, it won't cost much.
Qiu Yan really wants to own a campervan.
However, it's just a thought.
"Huh?" Qin Susu was stunned for a moment, but then she was full of energy. "Are you going to sell wontons? Make money, count me in."
"Of course you're included," Qiu Yan said with a slight smile.
However, selling wontons is out of the question.
Not to mention working from dawn till dusk, pots, pans, bowls, chopsticks, charcoal, tables, chairs and benches are all problems.
Their carriages couldn't hold them all.
In the blink of an eye, Qiu Yan inadvertently saw a notice posted on the side of the street ahead.
Qin Susu also noticed, and out of curiosity, she rushed forward, looked at it, smiled slightly, and then looked at Qiu Yan with a smile:
"Xiaoyan, there's money to be made."
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