Ye Qingqing specifically sought out the old woman who sold balut (fertilized duck egg). Whenever the weather turned cool and it didn't rain, this old woman would come out to set up her stall and sell snacks. Because she had plenty of ingredients and the food tasted good, her business was quite good.
"Grandma, three skewers of rice cake, three baluts, and two skewers of stinky tofu."
Ye Qingqing has been buying food from the old lady a lot lately, and it's always the same thing; she's gotten used to it.
The old woman recognized Ye Qingqing and smiled kindly. Her hands, covered with age spots, were still nimble as she put the ingredients into the oil pan to fry. The oil sizzled and bubbled, releasing a mouthwatering aroma.
Ye Qingqing scooped up a balut (fertilized duck egg), cracked the shell, drank a mouthful of the hot broth, feeling completely refreshed, then peeled off the shell, sprinkled some salt, and ate it slowly.
"Don't pay me, Grandma will treat you to this." The old woman spread sauce on the fried skewers and said first.
This kind-hearted little girl would always give her an extra 50 cents and a balut (a type of fried dumpling), and she would run so fast that she couldn't catch up with her, which always made her feel bad.
"We can't break the rules. If you buy something, you have to pay for it. Here you go!"
Ye Qingqing gave the old woman three yuan, then quickly scooped up a balut (a type of fertilized egg). The old woman sighed helplessly, insisting on giving change. "It's not right to do this, you must give me change."
"No, no, I've already taken the balut. Grandma, don't stay out too late. Goodbye!"
Ye Qingqing took the things and ran away. This old woman with a weathered face must have a story, and a sad one at that. She'll find some time to ask her about it someday!
On the way, Ye Qingqing ate the fried rice cakes and stinky tofu. She couldn't bring them back and let the old lady see them, otherwise the old lady would definitely scold her for being a spendthrift who only knows how to eat and not how to earn money!
"What time is it? Are you going to buy stationery? The shop is right at the entrance of the alley, it's only a five-minute walk for me, but it'll take you more than ten minutes to get there..."
The moment I stepped into the house, the old lady's booming voice came at me, and I almost got slashed by the bamboo stick.
Ye Qingqing quickly raised the balut in her hand and said with a flattering smile, "I'm going to find the balut, it's several alleys away!"
The bamboo stick was quickly put away, but the cursing continued, "You run so far for a little food! Does your family lack you food or drink? All you ever do is spend money. You have no idea how hard your old man works to earn money. You're so inconsiderate..."
Although the old lady was scolding fiercely, the bamboo stick did not fall, and her voice gradually became softer and softer. Ye Qingqing just listened to it like opera, letting it go in one ear and out the other. As long as she didn't lay a hand on her, everything was negotiable.
"Where's the salt? Why wasn't any salt delivered?" the old woman demanded sharply.
Ye Qingqing, who was lost in thought, was startled and immediately came back to her senses. "There was salt at home, so I didn't take it."
How much are these three?
"One yuan, they're all three for one yuan," Ye Qingqing answered honestly.
The old lady was so angry she was about to vomit blood. Several times the bamboo stick almost hit Ye Qingqing, but she pulled it back. This good-for-nothing girl still had some filial piety; she would punish her later.
"Have you lost your mind? If you don't bring salt, you have to sell it for four for a dollar! You stupid, spendthrift brat, even if we had mountains of gold and silver, you'd squander it all... (two hundred words omitted here)"
The old lady glared at Ye Qingqing with a pained expression, as if she had committed an unforgivable crime.
Actually, they just took a little less salt!
"I'm going to do my homework!"
Ye Qingqing couldn't take it anymore and ran upstairs in a flash. Luckily, she was taller than the old lady, otherwise she would have been sprayed with spittle!
The old lady downstairs cursed a few more times in anger, then peeled a balut and ate it. The delicious soup and meat quickly softened her expression, and she even managed a smile.
This spendthrift girl is filial at heart, but she's just too good at squandering money, it's driving me crazy!
But no matter what, compared to Shen Yanhong's bastard child, her legitimate granddaughter of the Ye family is still a hundred times better!
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