She glanced at Shen Qinghe and was about to ask when Jiang Jianguo grabbed her arm and said, "Come into the house with me. I have something to tell you."
"What's wrong?" After working all morning, He Xiuyun was so hungry that she didn't understand why Jiang Jianguo pulled her into the house at this time.
Jiang Jianguo glanced out the window and said in a low voice, "No matter what you see or smell, don't say a word."
He also smelled that wrong fragrance!
He Xiuyun looked at Jiang Jianguo meaningfully, "Why can't I ask?"
"Didn't we agree to be nice to Qing He? No matter what she cooks at home, we shouldn't care. If she gives us food, she'll eat it. If she doesn't, we'll pretend we don't know."
Seeing that He Xiuyun wanted to interrupt him, Jiang Jianguo asked directly, "Do you want the fourth child to be single?"
He Xiuyun couldn't say the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
"We've split up anyway, and Chunlin didn't say anything, so why do you worry about it?" Jiang Jianguo said and strode out. He almost drooled at the aroma.
The wild vegetables mixed by Shen Qinghe seemed delicious, so he had to eat a few bites to relieve his stress.
After dinner, He Xiuyun and Jiang Jianguo went to work, but Jiang Chunlin did not go and sat in the house drinking water.
Shen Qinghe guessed that he would go to deal with the medicinal herbs in the afternoon, but she didn't want him to know that she was selling snacks.
The money he earns should be shared with her, and the money she earns is hers.
Seeing that Jiang Chunlin had no intention of leaving for the time being, Shen Qinghe simply lay down on the kang and took a nap.
When she was half asleep, she saw Jiang Chunlin closing the door and leaving, and she immediately sat up smartly.
After waiting for a while, he went to the county carrying the snakeskin bag.
Jiang Chunlin had long legs and walked fast, so she didn't run into him along the way.
Arriving at a remote alley, Shen Qinghe changed into the clothes she had prepared in advance, took out a piece of straw paper, smeared the ash on her face, and then walked towards the black market.
Finding an open space, she took the snacks out of the snakeskin bag.
Just as he stood up straight, he saw the man next to him who was also selling things and his body stiffened.
Shen Qinghe didn't know the man, but she recognized the medicinal herbs he placed on the ground, exactly the amount that Jiang Chunlin had picked on the mountain last night.
Her heart beat faster and her palms were sweaty from nervousness.
Could this man be Jiang Chunlin?
The man seemed to notice someone was looking at him. He turned his head lazily and met Shen Qinghe's eyes.
Shen Qinghe's heart was about to jump out of her throat, her whole body was extremely stiff. She pretended to be calm and looked away. She saw from the corner of her eye that the man also looked away, and her heart slowly settled back into her stomach.
Is he Jiang Chunlin?
She began to look around secretly.
The man's clothes were ill-fitting and his true figure could not be seen. His face was so ordinary that he could not be found in a crowd.
Shen Qinghe couldn't figure out whether the man next to her was Jiang Chunlin.
She also disguised herself slightly, so most people couldn't recognize her at all.
"Comrade, how much are these fried dough twists?" A middle-aged woman standing in front of the stall asked, pointing at the fried dough twists.
Shen Qinghe came back to her senses and didn't dare to look around anymore for fear of arousing suspicion. She lowered her voice and picked up a small twist for the woman to taste.
"One dime for one, two dime for three. Try it first."
The woman who had reached out to take it withdrew her hand and frowned, "Big twist is only 20 cents a piece, and your small twist costs 10 cents a piece."
"The taste is different, so the price is naturally different. You can try it first." Shen Qinghe is very confident in the food she makes.
The fried dough twists of that era were mostly salty, with sweet ones rarely seen, and they might not even be available at the supply and marketing cooperatives.
The woman hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out to take it and took a bite. Her eyes lit up and said, "This tastes really good."
"Yeah, would you like some?" Shen Qinghe asked with a smile.
The woman hesitated again. It was delicious, but too expensive!
Shen Qinghe stopped persuading people to buy and just stood quietly by the side.
When selling things, you have to consider the person. Some people hate being introduced to something, and the more they are introduced, the less likely they are to buy.
This middle-aged woman was dressed simply, but her clothes were not patched and her complexion was rosy. It seemed that she was living a comfortable life. Those who could ask for snacks were not short of money.
The more she talked, the more it seemed that her things were not selling well.
"Give me the one-dollar ones first. You just said 23 cents, so one dollar is 15, right?" the middle-aged woman said. "My grandson likes spicy flavors. I'll buy some first and see if he likes it."
Shen Qinghe smiled and said, "I also have beef crispy snails here, they taste great too. I'll pack one for you, you can take it home and let your grandson taste it. If you like it, come back next time."
Shen Qinghe also packed a glutinous rice stick for the woman, just in case her grandson also liked sweet food.
The middle-aged woman didn't expect Shen Qinghe to be so generous. She smiled from ear to ear, "Comrade, you really know how to do business. If my grandson likes it, I will come again tomorrow."
"Okay!" Shen Qinghe said with a smile, wrapped the things in oil paper and handed them to the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman gave Shen Qinghe a dollar and left with her things.
"Spicy fried dough twist?" Shen Qinghe had just put the money into her pocket when she heard a familiar voice. She looked up and saw Qi Qingmei running over excitedly and eating the fried dough twist directly with her hands.
Shen Qinghe grabbed her wrist and frowned, "Comrade, I'm selling this."
Even if you want to try it first, you have to get her consent.
What's the difference between taking without asking and stealing!
Qi Qingmei withdrew her hand in disappointment and then looked at the owner who was selling the spicy fried dough twist.
She looks... so ugly, so ugly that she doesn't even want to look at her a second time.
"How do you sell this?" Qi Qingmei said with disgust.
If she hadn't eaten spicy snacks for a long time, she really wouldn't want to buy anything from this person. He looks so ugly, how could the food he makes be delicious?
Shen Qinghe ignored Qi Qingmei's look of naked disgust. When doing business, one would definitely meet all kinds of people, so she had prepared herself mentally before coming.
"One dime a stick, how much?"
Qi Qingmei swallowed and said, "Ten, not twenty."
Then his eyes turned to the crispy beef snails and glutinous rice noodles.
Shen Qinghe also sells glutinous rice noodles and crispy beef snails individually, three for one cent.
Afraid that Qi Qingmei would recognize her voice, she deliberately spoke to her in a hoarse voice and handed the things to her.
Qi Qingmei was craving for spicy food. She loved it in real life, but she didn't expect to be able to eat it here.
She held the oil-paper bag in her hand and ate as she walked.
"Aunt, have you bought me anything delicious?" Seeing Qi Qingmei coming over, Qi Dongming let go of his mother's hand and ran towards Qi Qingmei.
The aunt said she was going to buy something somewhere else and asked him and his mother to wait for her here.
Qi Qingmei swallowed the last bite of spicy fried dough twist and reached out to touch Qi Dongming's head. "I'll buy it for you next time. I didn't see anything delicious just now."
"What did you buy, aunt?" Qi Dongming asked curiously, looking up.
Qi Qingmei said unnaturally, "I didn't buy anything, I just took a look."
Liang Lu glanced at the oil stains on the corners of Qi Qingmei's mouth that she had not had time to wipe off, and frowned slightly.
It must be that Qi Qingmei bought too little food, so she didn’t give any to Mingming.
Thinking of this, Liang Lu no longer had any grudges, and the three of them walked towards the supply and marketing cooperative together.
Qi Qingmei had just spent all her money on food, so now she was just shopping.
Liang Lu had limited pocket money, and she wished she could spend every penny as if it were two cents. Qi Qingmei often said that she wanted to buy candy for Mingming. Liang Lu stood in front of the White Rabbit milk without touching the candy, waiting for Qi Qingmei to fulfill her promise.
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