I bought twenty tea mugs; I wouldn't have been willing to do that before.
"Godmother, these pears are all sour, why do you need so many?"
Wang Shuo brought back several large baskets of sand pears.
“I was planning to sell roasted sweet potatoes outside the hospital, but there are so many more people selling roasted sweet potatoes than before. I thought pear soup would be good, and it’s suitable for patients to drink. It’s hot, and when it’s cold, a bowl of it is something that their families would be willing to spend.”
"Godmother, you're amazing! You even thought of that. Are there enough pears? Anyway, they're sour and rough, and nobody eats them on the tree. I'll go get them all for you."
Wang Shuo was full of energy. Despite his high status now, his godmother rarely needed him. Whenever there was something she needed him to do, he would personally pick the pears.
"Okay, if they really can't be sold, we can make pear syrup later."
As life gets better, people's palates have become more discerning.
Yang Yufen then took out the dates that the villagers had sent her.
On the first day, Yang Yufen didn't prepare much, mainly because the oven was only so big, and she needed to leave some space for roasting sweet potatoes.
"Roasted sweet potatoes for sale! Fragrant and sweet roasted sweet potatoes!"
"Roasted pears! Sweet and juicy roasted pears! They soothe coughs and moisturize the lungs, and they're nice and warm!"
Yang Yufen tied her apron up and started calling out.
It's almost lunchtime, and the family members accompanying the patients in the hospital will definitely need to buy them food.
"Roasted pear? Can it really stop coughing and moisturize the lungs?"
A short while later, someone came over.
"I put red dates and rock sugar in this pear soup, which are all good things. When my child coughs in the fall, I also make pear soup for him to drink. After drinking it a couple of times, the cough will be less. Do you think it works?"
Yang Yufen used pliers to take out a tea mug. As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma of hot pear soup wafted out.
"Give me a small bowl, pour it into my lunchbox, how much?"
"One yuan. Pears aren't cheap, and they even have red dates and rock sugar in them. They're super sweet."
"good."
Yang Yufen poured the pear soup into the lunchbox, covered it, and also put a sweet potato on top of the lunchbox.
"You're the first one to buy, so I'll give you a roasted sweet potato. Taking care of a patient isn't easy, so don't go hungry."
Yang Yufen accepted the money with a smile.
“Your pear soup tastes good. When I get back, I’ll tell everyone that there’s a pear soup vendor outside the hospital, and I’ll encourage them to come here.”
The young man happily carried the food box away.
Yang Yufen is quite confident in her products; her children all like to drink them, so they can't be bad.
After the first person came, more and more people followed. The twenty teacups of pear soup were sold out in no time, and there were also pre-orders.
"I didn't bring enough pears today, these are all left. It'll take half an hour. I'll come earlier tomorrow and save some for you."
"Then please, ma'am, save this for me."
Even without pear soup, many people still buy sweet potatoes as a side dish.
Yang Yufen wasn't disappointed that she didn't see Shen Xianjun again at the hospital entrance. She had earned quite a bit today; it was definitely faster to make money by setting up her own stall.
Yang Yufen went home happily. She hadn't earned any money in a long time, so she counted it again and again. She had earned fifty-six yuan today, and she put the money away.
Several more days passed, and Qin Nian still hadn't returned, but Professor Wen did come by.
"Niannian will be finished with her work by the end of the year, and then the two families can have a reunion dinner together."
"Okay, okay."
"Mother-in-law, are you starting a small business again?"
Professor Wen also noticed the changes in this family.
"Yes, the child has grown up little by little, and Niannian has worked so hard. I am so healthy now that I can still do it."
Since the military parade, small vendors' businesses have become much better.
“That’s good. It’ll keep you from feeling empty if you have something to do. Is your tricycle too old? I’ll have Xiaojun find you a new one later.”
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