That night, Shen Qinghe clearly felt what "power" meant. She had always thought that Qi Qingmei had deliberately exaggerated the fact that Jiang Chunlin had killed a wild boar when she wrote the book, but now she really believed it.
She didn't even want to move her toes and fell asleep in seconds.
When she was in a daze, Jiang Chunlin picked her up and gave her a glass of water, and then she knew nothing.
The soft moonlight shone in through the window, casting a silver frost on the woman's flushed face. Jiang Chunlin gently kissed Shen Qinghe's little face, which was as tender as tofu, and fell asleep contentedly.
When Shen Qinghe woke up the next day, it was already noon. She was the only one at home, and it was quiet.
She covered her face with her hands. Last night, Jiang Chunlin took the initiative at first, and then she also took the initiative.
It’s true that Jiang Chunlin is handsome and good at work.
Although it was the first time she experienced this in her two lifetimes, after reading so many novels, she would understand some indescribable things.
When she woke up and saw the food on the plate on the table, she realized that she had slept for quite a long time.
I didn't have a watch, so I didn't know what time it was. I reached out and touched the plate and it was still warm. I guessed they had just finished lunch.
Watches, sewing machines, and some other daily necessities need to be bought.
Without money, life is hard in any era.
After quickly finishing her meal, Shen Qinghe started making snacks.
As time was tight, she only made glutinous rice noodles and spicy noodles.
Spicy noodles are relatively simple to make. She kneads the glutinous rice flour into dough, rolls it out with a rolling pin, steams it in a steamer, then cuts it into thin strips with a knife and mixes it with the spicy seasoning she has prepared.
She used two pots at the same time, one for steaming spicy strips and the other for frying glutinous rice strips.
Yesterday, the spicy fried dough twists and crispy beef snails were not sold out, so she took them to the black market in the county town.
With the first experience yesterday, she was familiar with the place today. Afraid that returning customers would not be able to find her, she went to the place where she was yesterday. When she saw the man standing there selling medicinal herbs, she stopped.
Is he an iron man? He worked so hard last night and even went to the mountains to collect medicinal herbs after work.
The man just glanced at her calmly and looked away.
Shen Qinghe thought: He didn't recognize me.
“Spicy noodles!”
Just as Shen Qinghe had finished setting things up, she heard Qi Qingmei's surprised voice.
Qi Qingmei had finished the snacks she bought yesterday, and Qi Fusheng gave her two yuan. She was craving for spicy fried dough twists, so she came to the county town to buy some. Unexpectedly, she saw spicy strips, and her eyes lit up with surprise.
Looking at Qi Qingmei's greedy look, Shen Qinghe's mouth twitched.
She was stunned as she thought of something. Could it be that Qi Qingmei swapped their personalities in the book? She herself was a greedy and lazy person, so she was given such a character?
"Comrade, how much is this?" Qi Qingmei asked, pointing at the spicy strips.
"One cent for two strips." Shen Qinghe thought it was troublesome to use a scale, so she tried to cut the spicy strips as evenly as possible.
Qi Qingmei stared at the spicy noodles with her eyes rolling around, then asked, "Can I choose?"
Shen Qinghe saw through Qi Qingmei's intention at a glance. She wanted to pick a big one.
When doing business, you can meet all kinds of customers.
Shen Qinghe calmed down and just treated Qi Qingmei as a customer who liked to take advantage of others. "Okay!"
Qi Qingmei was about to start, but Shen Qinghe grabbed her wrist and handed her a pair of chopsticks, "Use these to pick."
Who knows if those claws are clean or not? After she tossed around like that, there is still someone who wants them.
Qi Qingmei frowned, "The customer is God. God can choose whatever he wants. Why are you so troublesome?"
Spicy noodles are meant to be eaten with your hands, so why are you not allowed to pick them with your hands?
Ugly people often do strange things.
He is so ugly and yet he has so many problems.
Shen Qinghe sneered, "The things are mine. I can't serve you, God. I won't give them to you."
If she hadn't been afraid that Qi Qingmei would recognize her, she would have thrown a big bag over to her long ago. Look what she can do.
For some reason, the more she looked at Qi Qingmei, the more she disliked her. She was as annoying as the Qi Qingmei in real life.
"Comrade, do you have any more fried dough twists? My grandson likes them very much. I'll buy him some more today." The middle-aged woman who bought fried dough twists for her grandson yesterday came again and said to Shen Qinghe with a smile, "And the two snacks you gave me yesterday, he also likes them very much. I'll take some today."
"Auntie, I made some spicy noodles today. Would you like some?" Shen Qinghe picked up one with chopsticks and handed it to the middle-aged woman, asking her to taste it.
The middle-aged woman took it and took a bite, her eyes lit up, "This is better than the fried dough twist."
"They each have their own flavor. The small fried dough twist is crispier, and this one is chewier." Shen Qinghe said with a smile.
She emphasizes the numbing taste when it comes to spicy fried dough twists, and the spiciness when it comes to spicy noodles.
The middle-aged woman nodded continuously, glanced at the few small twisted dough sticks, and waved her hand generously, "I want all of these small twisted dough sticks. Give me one dollar for each of the other three."
"I want this. I came here first." Qi Qingmei said hurriedly when she saw that the spicy fried dough twist was gone.
The middle-aged woman turned her head and glanced at Qi Qingmei. Seeing that she was a young girl who had grown up as a child, she softened her heart and said, "I'll give you that small fried dough twist."
Shen Qinghe narrowed her eyes. Is this the halo of the heroine?
Qi Qingmei spent all the two dollars on spicy fried dough twists and spicy noodles, and ate them as she walked away.
The middle-aged woman bought three other snacks, each worth one dollar.
Before leaving, he asked Shen Qinghe worriedly, "Comrade, do you have any fried dough twists tomorrow?"
"Yes, it will be the same time tomorrow." Shen Qinghe came back to his senses and said with a smile.
The middle-aged woman was relieved and smiled kindly, "We have many children in our family compound. Yesterday, my grandson's friend came to play at home and he also liked to eat this. If anyone wants me to introduce you to this business later."
"Thank you, auntie." Shen Qinghe said with a smile, her mind slightly moved.
Family compound?
It seems that either you have a job or your spouse has a job, so there should be no shortage of tickets.
She wrapped the few remaining beef snails in oil paper and stuffed them into her hands.
"Auntie, I'm doing repeat business here. If you introduce business to me, I'll give you a commission."
"No need for commission, just give me more food." The middle-aged woman giggled with joy.
"Okay!" Shen Qinghe said generously.
The middle-aged woman left contentedly.
There is a long way to go. After I get familiar with this woman, I can ask her to help me get tickets, or exchange them for snacks, or she can buy them with her own money.
Jiang Chunlin leaned against the wall, watching Shen Qinghe's series of operations. He was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that she was so good at business.
"Run! The police are coming!"
Before Shen Qinghe could react, she saw the vendors around her running away with their belongings.
"What are you still standing there for?" Jiang Chunlin quickly put the herbs into a snakeskin bag. Seeing Shen Qinghe still standing there stupidly, he helped her stuff the unsold snacks into the snakeskin bag, then grabbed her wrist and ran away.
Shen Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at Jiang Chunlin while running, "You knew it was me?"
Jiang Chunlin didn't say anything. He pulled Shen Qinghe and ran, looking back from time to time to see if anyone was chasing them.
Shen Qinghe was not familiar with the road conditions, so she let Jiang Chunlin pull her and run.
Obviously, Jiang Chunlin was very familiar with the area and soon left the people chasing them far behind.
Jiang Chunlin walked through the streets and alleys, and took Shen Qinghe to a secluded alley.
"Change your clothes quickly." Jiang Chunlin took off his clothes, revealing his usual clothes. He wiped his face with the clothes he took off, revealing a familiar face.
Shen Qinghe didn't have time to ask too many questions at this time and quickly turned back into her normal self.
The two men walked out of the alley and passed by the police who were chasing the vendors.
"Comrade, you and your sister have come to the county town."
At this moment, a young woman blocked their way and looked at Jiang Chunlin eagerly.
She was in such a hurry that day that she didn't have time to ask him his name, nor did she know where his home was. She just came to the county town every day to meet him by chance. She didn't expect that she would actually meet him today.
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