Liang Dong saw that he looked strange and was a little confused. "Sixth Brother, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like that?"
"You really remember that he stayed for three hours?"
"I was watching the clock and squatting there for three hours. I was bitten by mosquitoes all over my body."
"I see. Go ahead and have fun. The drinks will be charged to my account."
"Sixth brother is so generous. I'll be leaving first."
Liang Dong ran out with a smile and closed the door for him, leaving Qin Muye in a daze.
He felt complicated and a little depressed.
But then he thought again, the person had run away, and he didn't even have a partner now, so what was the point of thinking about it?
He used to have a good alcohol tolerance, but after drinking half a dozen bottles tonight, he was a little drunk.
When I was lying in bed, my head was in a mess and I was so drowsy that I didn't know whether I was asleep or not.
Suddenly he saw Song Kexia glaring at him angrily, tears streaming down her face for no apparent reason.
He raised his hand to wipe her tears, but Song Kexia angrily slapped his hand away.
What a living ancestor! I have never seen anyone with such a bad temper.
He held her hand, and a tingling sensation spread from her palm to her whole body, while some parts of her body were swollen and painful.
He cursed inwardly and sat up.
He was still in his own room, but there was no sign of her.
He glanced at the handkerchief that she had dropped before he saw her. He stared at it for a while, then suddenly picked it up and held it tightly in his hand.
After a long time, a suppressed groan was heard in the room.
Song Kexia got up at four in the morning and started making buns.
She was so sleepy that she kept yawning, but she still forced herself to take out the dough and start kneading it.
Wang Guihua walked in at this time and took over the work in her hands.
"Let me do this, you go and mix the filling."
Song Kexia smiled and said, "Okay."
She made braised pork buns, not fresh meat buns.
The braised meat is already braised and just needs to be cut into small pieces.
She took out some beans, washed them, chopped them up and prepared to make bean buns.
The dough has risen now, and Wang Guihua starts cutting it into pieces.
She was very good at making dumplings, but she had never made braised pork dumplings before, nor had she seen anyone do it before, which made her feel unsure.
“Is this bun really good?”
"Of course, if not, there are so many people in our family, we can finish all these buns."
Of course we can finish it all at home.
But this used three pounds of flour and two pounds of pork. If her family ate it all, Wang Guihua would feel bad.
You still have to sell it, only by selling it can you make money.
Because of Mrs. Li's illness, their family has spent dozens of dollars and is now even poorer.
Both of them were worried about Song Kexia's tuition and living expenses.
If this bun business can really continue, I can make some money.
After a pot of buns were steamed, Song Kexia asked Wang Guihua to taste them.
Wang Guihua tried a bun. The bun skin was soft and the braised meat inside was stewed until it was tender. It was juicy and greasy when she took a bite, and had a very meaty taste.
According to her taste, this is better than ordinary meat buns.
The beans are fried with lard and taste pretty good.
The key is that Song Kexia is willing to add fillings, so the skin is thin and the fillings are rich, so it is naturally delicious.
They put the steamed buns into the basket and started steaming the second batch of buns.
Li Fangliang walked in and asked, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
He got up at night and saw the light in the kitchen. He thought the house had been robbed, so he came to check it out. To his surprise, he saw them busying around inside.
Song Kexia: "We are steaming buns."
Li Fangliang looked at the steaming buns in the basket, picked up one and took a bite, and the gravy overflowed.
Why is this different from the buns he had eaten before?
It has a very fragrant smell of braised meat, the meat aroma is very rich, and it tastes very satisfying.
"Mom, why are you guys up so early to steam buns?"
Wang Guihua: "We plan to sell the buns."
Li Fangliang stared at them with wide eyes, "What? You want to sell it?"
Song Kexia nodded, "Yes, I saw people doing business near the hospital, and the same is true near the station, there are many people selling snacks.
Since others can do it, why can't we do business?
I plan to make some buns and sell them to earn some living expenses."
Li Fangliang thought of what he saw in the county town and nodded secretly.
The crackdown on the black market has indeed been much weaker in the past two years. Unless someone reports it, the people from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau will go and take a look. Otherwise, they rarely intervene in the black market.
"It's not that you can't make and sell buns, but you're getting up so early to make them. It's fine for a day or two, but doing it for a long time is not good for your health."
Song Kexia: "I have already rented a house in the county town. I will move my things there tomorrow and then live in the county town. It will be much more convenient to do business in the city then."
Li Fangliang looked at Song Kexia in disbelief. He didn't expect that she was so opinionated at such a young age.
"Have you really thought this through? Renting an apartment in the city isn't cheap."
"I've made up my mind. I've already paid the money. I won't give up halfway."
"Okay, I'll join you. I don't know anything else, but I do know a little bit about shouting and doing business."
Wang Guihua originally wanted Li Fangliang to protect Song Kexia, so she said, "Follow your little sister from now on and don't let her get bullied."
"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely follow her when the time comes.
If anyone with bad intentions tries to chat me up, I'll knock them down with one punch."
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