Zhuangzhuang was actively preparing to light the fire, Xiaoguo poured the soup into the pot, added noodles, potato starch and fish balls when the water boiled, and when the water boiled, Xiaoguo washed two small rapeseeds and put them in. After boiling them for a while, Xiaoguo put them into a bowl, and Zhuangzhuang jumped into the house with chopsticks in his hand.

He blew on it vigorously, and put it into his mouth when the steam died down. The potato noodles were smooth and chewy, and combined with the flavor of the bone soup, the noodles were full of aroma. He put a fish ball in it, and it was full of deliciousness in one bite.

A large spoonful of chili oil was added to Xiaoguo's bowl. It was so fragrant after one gulp. This was the taste. Xiaoguo couldn't wait to drink a few more sips. After the meal, both of them were sweating. Xiaoguo stopped Zhuangzhuang from washing the dishes, letting him rest for a while before going out, otherwise he would easily get sick.

Zhuangzhuang climbed onto the bed and wanted his mother to tell him a story, but thinking that his mother had to get up early the next day, he stopped talking and lay down obediently next to Xiaoguo, and fell asleep next to Xiaoguo after a while.

Xiaoguo patted Zhuangzhuang, and when he fell asleep, she fell asleep too.

It was still dark when Xiaoguo had already gotten up and was making breakfast for Zhuangzhuang in the kitchen. When it was cooked, she kept it warm over low heat. She made a lot, enough for lunch. Before leaving, she fed the donkey, loaded the ingredients onto the donkey cart, locked the door, and set off while it was still dark.

Originally, they were going to send Zhuangzhuang to Yang Dasao's house, but Zhuangzhuang insisted on waiting for Xiaoguo at home. Xiaoguo had no choice but to agree. Although she was a little worried, Zhuangzhuang was young but sensible. He promised his mother that he would not go out, and he would eat his meal and wait for his mother obediently. Only then did Xiaoguo feel at ease to go out. Originally, she wanted to bring Zhuangzhuang with her, but if she was busy, she would not be able to take care of Zhuangzhuang at all, and she was worried that something might happen to him.

We drove the donkey cart to the market. There weren't many people here at the moment, and not many vendors were setting up stalls. I had inquired about it last time, and found that here, as long as you arrive early, you can grab a spot. Xiaoguo wandered along the edge, with no intention of stopping.

When she was preparing things before setting up the stall, everything was ready except for the bowls and chopsticks. She didn't have that many bowls at home, and even if she did, she didn't want to take them out for so many people to use. But buying them was not practical either. After renting the donkey cart, she had already taken all the bowls in her car.

After thinking about it, Xiaoguo remembered a place he passed by last time. Mrs. Yang said that it was the place with the largest population except for the market, and the families there were not short of money. So Xiaoguo wanted to give it a try. He could use their own bowls and chopsticks to sell there, and he could buy them as soon as he left the house, saving bowls and chopsticks as well as tables, chairs and benches, killing two birds with one stone.

The donkey cart swayed for a while before finally arriving there. People were still asleep and the street was quiet. Xiaoguo stopped the car, took down the big pot and stove, lit a fire to heat the soup, and soon the aroma wafted out. Xiaoguo opened the lid of the pot to let the aroma drift into the alley, and then slowly prepared the ingredients. She was confident in her soup base, which contained special spices and the taste was absolutely amazing.

Xiaoguo waited patiently for customers to arrive while shaking the noodles methodically, and none of them stuck together after a whole night.

Sure enough, before long, candles were lit one after another in the dim houses. Xiaoguo could hear the sound coming from the corner of the street even when she was standing next to the donkey cart. A smile appeared on her lips. Here they come.

After a while of silence, a woman came out from the corner of the street. She couldn't help but walk to the donkey cart with interest, looking around, sometimes at the small fruits, sometimes at the pot, but mainly at the pot. Wow, I smelled this fragrance at home, but I didn't expect it to be even more fragrant when I got closer.

"Hey, little lady, what are you selling?"