"Boss, I'll take all the remaining cold noodles!"
Lu Yingying, being wealthy and generous, directly ordered her maid to buy all the cold noodles!
"Wait! I am the son of the county magistrate. I order you to sell all the remaining cold noodles to me. You are not allowed to sell them to anyone else!"
Liu Yunfei stepped forward without hesitation, blocking the stall first. He first identified himself, and then subtly threatened the stall.
You might say he's a bad person, but he did show off a piece of silver.
Qingsong hesitated for a moment, her mind racing, then, encouraged by her mother's gaze, she smiled and said:
"Distinguished guests, the cold noodles are not worth that much money. We are honored that you both like them. Why don't you put aside your differences and sit down to talk? I would like to invite you to taste these two bowls of cold noodles."
You can't hit someone who's smiling, especially since the other person is about the same age as them and has some interesting things to say. The two of them just don't like each other, so in public, they should at least restrain themselves and try not to cause trouble for their fathers.
Xiao Hu and Xiao Ma wiped the table several times quickly, and nervously invited the distinguished guests to each sit on a bench.
The man who was originally eating cold noodles took a bowl, asked for chili oil, and squatted down to the side.
He thought to himself, "These young ladies and gentlemen are just relying on their good family backgrounds."
If you can't afford to offend them, it's best to keep your distance.
"Hmph, for the sake of this young man, I'll let it go."
Lu Yingying raised her face with a smile, looking extremely proud.
She didn't mind the stall being dirty or not, and quickly grabbed a seat. In her eyes, good food was something she couldn't miss.
"Tch, I'm too lazy to argue with a little lady like you. Shopkeeper, I'd like two bowls of liangpi (cold skin noodles), and that... what's that bright red thing?"
Liu Yunfei opened his folding fan and started fanning himself.
Although he grew up in luxury, his father, being a local official, taught him to love the people like his own children. While he may not have lived up to that, his easygoing nature spared him from beatings.
"Alright, please wait a moment, gentlemen. I'll make you some liangpi right away. Do you have any dietary restrictions? Our shop offers crispy peanuts, cucumber shreds, carrot shreds, and potato shreds as toppings. We also offer original, mildly spicy, numbing spicy, fragrant spicy, and extra spicy flavors. Would you like to add anything?"
Seeing that the two distinguished guests had stopped arguing, Qingsong thought to himself that they were just two disobedient young ladies and gentlemen. It would be fine if they were reasonable; it would be troublesome if they were unreasonable.
"I'd like two bowls of mildly spicy, and I'll take all the toppings you mentioned."
Lu Yingying held up her fingers, indicating two bowls. She ate one bowl herself and gave the other to her maid.
The maidservant beside her was deeply moved; her mistress was so kind to her, and she waved her palm-leaf fan even more vigorously.
"I want two bowls of spicy and numbing, two bowls of fragrant and spicy, with extra crispy peanuts as toppings, but no shredded carrots."
Liu Yunfei ignored his nemesis's provocative gaze. Was he the kind of person who mistreated his own people?
Is she the only one who knows how to be a good person?
He can't?
joke!
"Alright, two copper coins a bowl. You can pay the bill when you're satisfied."
Qingsong nodded and quickly prepared the side dishes.
Little Tiger and Little Horse watched with wide eyes, carefully memorizing the steps and recipe.
Qingsong said that once they could manage the stall independently, he would hand it over to the two of them to look after. They couldn't let Qingsong's kindness go to waste...
Anyone who has eaten liangpi (cold skin noodles) knows that it doesn't actually have much flavor.
Just the taste on the tip of your tongue when you put it in your mouth is so comforting!
A moment later, both pairs of masters and servants started eating the cold noodles they had ordered.
If you like sour flavors, add some vinegar. The taste is spicy, tangy, and appetizing!
The side dishes were crisp, refreshing, and delicious!
No wonder so many people say the liangpi (cold skin noodles) in Peach Blossom Town is delicious; they either go to a restaurant called Ke Si Yun Lai or find it at a stall in the East Market...
"Another bowl, oh no~ two bowls!"
Surprisingly, Lu Yingying wanted to eat another bowl after finishing one, and she was still not full.
The maidservant hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist the temptation of the food and didn't stop her mistress from speaking.
Meanwhile, the master and servant, who were wolfing down their food, also held up their fingers, ordering another bowl of spicy food.
Under the shade of a tree, Jiang Yue ate watermelon with a smile, while her daughter asked her:
"Mother, are those older brothers and sisters not getting enough to eat at home?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. They are the children of officials. How could they not have enough to eat? They are probably just curious and greedy."
Jiang Yue spoke very softly, only she and her daughter could hear her. After eating half a watermelon, she felt the urge to urinate.
After handing her daughter and the bamboo basket over to Qingsong, she went to the alley, found a family, and helped them out.
When she returned, the bickering couple had just left.
"Mother, look what this is?"
Qingsong opened his palm, revealing two pieces of silver.
"Tsk tsk, you gave them too much. Did you give them change?"
Jiang Yue thought to herself, "Thank goodness it's not my child, otherwise, with such extravagant spending, I'd be so angry I'd vomit blood!"
"I wanted to look for them, but they left too quickly. They said there was plenty of money to be had, so there's no need to look anymore."
Qingsong laughed and quickly handed the silver over to his mother for safekeeping.
"Next time you see them, you can't accept money. Those two taels of silver are enough to buy quite a few bowls of food."
Jiang Yue nodded, put away the loose silver, and thought she would write it down in the account book when she got home.
"Mom, my eldest brother went to buy meat. You and my sister can ride on his cart home first. Xiao Hu, Xiao Ma, and I will stay a while longer and go home later."
"Yes, be careful to avoid heatstroke. If you feel chest tightness or shortness of breath, remember to drink the medicine in the porcelain bottle that your mother prepared for you, understand?"
"I've got it!"
......
After giving instructions to Qingsong, Qingshan and the others came over pushing a cart.
After the bamboo baskets and sacks were carried up, Jiang Yue and her daughter also sat down.
And so, the group set off on their journey back to the village, chatting and laughing.
After returning home, Jiang Yue asked her two nephews to help carry the cloth and sacks back to the old house. She washed her face and then went there.
Qingshan called out to his mother, handed her a piece of pork belly, and asked her to take it to the old house.
Jiang Yue couldn't help but praise her—
"Qingshan has grown up and understands the importance of reciprocity."
“Mother, we should be good to those who are good to us. That’s what you taught me, so you’re the one who taught me well.”
Aoyama smiled, revealing his true feelings.
The family living in the old house were his own relatives who had helped his family since he was a child. He was not an ungrateful wretch.
Although his future mother-in-law's family is his in-laws, the bond between them and his relatives in the old house is different.
Therefore, he could buy meat from time to time to show respect to the elders in the old house and take care of his younger siblings.
However, all he could do for his wife's family was to show them filial piety during holidays and special occasions, and to offer assistance to the best of his ability...
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