Chapter 363 Extra Chapter: Song Erniang (Part 5)
Ever since his sister came, Long Hanshi felt like he didn't dare to go near Song Erniang anymore.
He delivered the firewood normally, always when no one was looking, so he didn't have to run into Song Erniang.
It's just other things...
He used to greet Song Erniang from afar whenever he saw her, but now... when he saw her from a distance, he quickly wanted to find a place to hide.
There was no way to avoid it, and he was very nervous when he greeted Song Erniang.
Until one day...
"Song Erniang's stall was almost smashed today!" Long Hanshi had just come down from the vegetable garden on the mountain when he heard people in the village talking about this.
Long Hanshi was startled and turned to run towards the stalls outside the city, but after taking a few steps, he seemed to remember something and quickly asked the person who said it.
"What's going on! Song Erniang is such a kind person! Why are people bullying her!"
Those who knew what had happened quickly told Long Hanshi what had happened.
"Song Erniang was setting up her stall as usual today. When she had almost sold out of wontons, two people came in one after the other. The first person ordered a bowl of meat wontons, and the second person also ordered meat wontons."
There was only one bowl of meat-filled wontons left, so Song Erniang asked the person who came later if they could eat the fennel ones.
The person refused and insisted on eating meat filling. By then, the filling was all gone, and Song Erniang couldn't make a second bowl!
Because of this, someone wanted to smash Song Erniang's stall. Luckily, the people around protected her, otherwise Song Erniang's stall would probably have been smashed.
Oh, even that, someone smashed a bowl over there, and shards hit Song Erniang's arm.
Long Hanshi was furious when he heard this.
How could someone do that? If there are no more wontons, you can just not eat them. Why did you have to smash up their stall?
This guy is just bullying a woman because she's a street vendor. If it were a burly man standing there, he wouldn't dare utter a sound!
Haha, isn't it just bullying the weak and fearing the strong?
Long Hanshi looked at Song Erniang's courtyard. Smoke was already coming out of the chimney of the kitchen, so Song Erniang should have returned by now.
In the end, Long Hanshi did not go to Song Erniang's courtyard; he had already come up with a new idea.
...
The next morning, before dawn, Song Erniang pushed her wonton cart to her stall.
Although we have a shed now, we still have to move a lot of things there every day.
Fortunately, she had a craftsman make a wooden cart that she could push, which saved her a lot of effort.
Her arm was wrapped in cloth; the incident yesterday had injured it. She had gone to the pharmacy and had it treated with medicinal powder. The doctor said that as long as she didn't get it wet for the next two days, it would be fine.
However, Song Erniang was still stunned when she arrived at the stall.
Long Hanshi had already sat down next to the shed.
In front of Long Hanshi were two large, seemingly old pumpkins...
"Long Hanshi, what are these... the vegetables you're selling today?" Song Erniang looked at Long Hanshi's two pumpkins with some surprise.
"Oh? That's right! I'm here today to sell these two pumpkins," Long Hanshi said proudly.
Song Erniang...
How bad must someone's eyesight be to spot two squashes like that when they're buying vegetables!
"Alright, take your time selling them!" That was all Song Erniang could say.
These two pumpkins are so old, she doesn't have the nerve to call out and help hawk them anymore. Everyone who comes to buy vegetables knows each other, she can't just lie through her teeth...
Song Erniang thought and thought, but still couldn't understand why Long Hanshi wanted to sell these two old pumpkins.
Sell the old pumpkins that were saved for seed?
Who among those buying vegetables wants to grow pumpkins?
After much deliberation, Song Erniang decided to remind Long Hanshi.
“Long Hanshi, this pumpkin… everyone likes to eat it young, but yours is a bit old.”
Long Hanshi quickly gave a simple and honest smile.
"It's alright, let's try selling them. Maybe someone will like this kind of old-fashioned thing!"
Song Erniang had nothing to say.
Fine, sell it if you want! Anyway, it's not her time that's being wasted.
And so, Song Erniang continued making and selling wontons, chatting with the uncles and aunties around her as she worked.
Long Hanshi didn't say a word, nor did he invite people to look at his two old hags. He just sat on the ground, grinning as he watched everyone who came and went.
Long Hanshi's two old pumpkins remained unsold until evening.
Not only did they fail to sell, but no one even bothered to ask about them. Everyone who saw these two old geezers would just frown and walk away.
I wouldn't even take these two things for free; they'd hurt my hands carrying them!
When Song Erniang was packing up her stall, she wanted to say a few words of comfort to Long Hanshi...
Long Hanshi happily put the two old pumpkins into his basket.
"Song Erniang, do you want me to help you push the cart?" Long Hanshi asked with a smile.
Song Erniang glanced at the sky and realized it was getting late. She figured there wouldn't be many people coming to eat wontons anymore, so she nodded and packed up everything at the wonton stall.
...
Another day passed, and Song Erniang got up at the same time as before to prepare the ingredients for selling wontons, and then pushed her cart to set up her stall before dawn.
When they arrived at the destination, Long Hanshi was already sitting there.
The two old pumpkins were still sitting in front of him...
Song Erniang was stunned for a long time, and really didn't know what to say!
Long Hanshi helped Song Erniang set up her stall as before, and then sat on the ground selling his two old pumpkins.
Seeing him sitting on the ground, Song Erniang thought for a moment and then handed him a small stool.
"The ground is cold, sit on a bench!"
Long Hanshi quickly shook his head.
“That’s for customers who eat wontons. I prefer to sit cross-legged on the floor.”
After saying that, Long Hanshi sat cross-legged on the ground, wearing a straw hat on his head, and then closed his eyes to rest.
After returning home yesterday, he went up the mountain and pulled all the weeds in the vegetable garden in the dark, barely sleeping all night.
I need to get a good night's sleep during the day.
And so, Song Erniang sold wontons all day, and Long Hanshi sold old pumpkins all day.
Just like the day before, Long Hanshi's two old rascals remained unattended.
Song Erniang wasn't surprised at all. If someone were to buy these two old pumpkins, how stupid would that person be? They would definitely be even stupider than Long Hanshi!
...
On the third day, Song Erniang continued to set up her stall, and Long Hanshi was still selling those two old pumpkins.
Not only was Song Erniang speechless, but the other vendors around her were also puzzled.
What's so special about Long Hanshi's two pumpkins? Why does he keep putting them out to sell? Is he really waiting for some destined buyer?
Just when everyone thought that Long Hanshi still couldn't sell his products, a middle-aged man squatted down in front of Long Hanshi's two old pumpkins.
"How much are these two pumpkins?"
Long Hanshi, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly startled awake...
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