Even though she didn't believe it at first, Aunt Song was eventually won over by the taste of the tofu.
After finishing the last pot of soup, they added noodles. Su Yun'er and her family of four shared it with Grandma Song and her grandson. The pot was empty, with only a few kinds of vegetables left.
Everyone ate until they were stuffed.
The group lazily cleared the table while burping contentedly.
If it weren't for the guests, and if it weren't for Old Mrs. Chen and the twins, Su Yun'er really wanted to just leave the mess on the table there and go back to her room to lie down and sleep.
After tidying everything up, Su Yun'er was still feeling full, so she brewed hawthorn tea for everyone to help with digestion.
Song Zixing was a bit bigger than the little tree and grass. Children always like to play with older children, so Song Zixing led the two of them running around in front of and behind the house, making noise and laughing, playing some kind of game.
Aunt Song, Old Lady Chen, and Su Yun'er sat together chatting about everyday things, and before they knew it, it was time to light the lamps.
After digesting her food, Su Yun'er went to get the two kinds of candied hawthorns she had made that day to eat.
"This is different from what I've had before?" Aunt Song asked.
"It's different. This is a new style. Auntie, try it and see how it tastes. You can also invite Zixing and the others to come and eat."
Looking at the new style of candied hawthorn, Zixing was very happy. He struggled to choose between sesame candied hawthorn and glutinous rice candied hawthorn, and finally chose sesame candied hawthorn.
After he finished choosing, Aunt Song teased him, "Why did you choose this one? This one isn't as big as the one with glutinous rice on it."
“But I like to eat this red sour fruit. Although that one looks big, there are too few fruits.” Song Zixing thought for a moment and answered his grandmother.
Song Zixing twirled the candied hawthorn in his hand several times before carefully taking a bite. He even carefully shielded his hand to catch the falling sugar crumbs, which would fall into his palm. The sugar crumbs were also very sweet, and those with white sesame seeds were especially fragrant and sweet.
"Auntie's candied hawthorns are so delicious, I wish I could eat them every day," Zixing said, licking the sugar crumbs off his lips with relish.
"You have such a sweet tongue. It's not hard to say you want candied hawthorns. I can make them every day," Su Yun'er said to Zixing in the first half, but to Aunt Song in the second half. "It's just a pity that Zixing is at the age of losing his baby teeth. Eating too much sugar is not good for him. Besides, the fruit is almost gone. I went into the mountains today and found that there was hardly any fruit left to eat. It seems that the season has come."
"He's just a kid, don't take it seriously. But how are you going to do your business in the future?" Aunt Song worried for Su Yun'er.
"I knew this sound wouldn't last long anyway, and with the Lingyue Tower incident, I don't plan to continue doing it."
"Why is that?" Old Mrs. Chen asked, puzzled.
“Lingyue Tower sells the same things as me, so I have a competitor. If I want to beat him, I need to have more and better products. But if I make new products, he will send people to buy them and imitate them. Then I will be teaching him how to make money for free. Even if my business is still doing well, I will be doing all the work for someone else. I haven’t reached the point where I don’t care about these things at all.”
After listening, both Old Mrs. Chen and Aunt Song nodded in understanding.
As they were chatting, another figure appeared at the courtyard gate, but it was an acquaintance—He Liu.
"Wow, your house is quite lively." He Liu stood at the gate of the courtyard and saw Su Yun'er, Old Lady Chen, and Aunt Song.
"We're just missing you! Come on in and join the fun!" Su Yun'er replied with a smile.
He Liu didn't stand on ceremony and came in to chat with the three of them.
Aunt Song continued the question she had just asked Su Yun'er: "So you're going to never make candied hawthorns again?"
"No, that's not it. Aunt He told me today that some people in the village also want to buy my candied hawthorns."
He Liu naturally picked up the conversation: "Of course! If your candied hawthorns weren't so expensive, I would have liked to buy some to try too."
"Here it is, come and have a taste."
"Just one, just one." He Liu didn't refuse, but she was very reserved. No matter how much we tried to persuade her, she insisted on only one. In the end, we had no choice but to give in and peel one off with our fingers.
"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! This is so delicious! It's sweet and sour, it's amazing!" He Liu's eyes widened, almost sparkling with stars.
Su Yun'er couldn't help but chuckle at He Liu's reaction, and then asked, "So, Aunt He, what price would you be willing to pay for it?"
He Liu couldn't resist picking up another one to eat: "You used to charge ten coins a skewer, but if it's five or six coins, I'd be willing to buy a skewer to try."
“That’s not difficult. If we sell in the village, it will save me the trouble of traveling back and forth to the county town. It’s okay to be a little cheaper,” Su Yun’er said slowly, quickly thinking in her mind about how to set a price that wouldn’t dampen the villagers’ enthusiasm for buying while still maintaining a certain profit.
Before they knew it, it was quite late. Old Mrs. Chen was too old to stay awake any longer and had long since gone to bed.
Song Zixing was so sleepy that he fell asleep with his head on Song Da Niang's lap. So Song Da Niang carried him to the twins' room, where he slept with Xiao Shu and Xiao Cao.
Only Aunt Song, He Liu, and Su Yun'er remained, chatting casually.
The lamp had long been extinguished, but none of the three bothered to touch it; they simply chatted by the moonlight.
Suddenly, a "gurgling" sound came from the quiet courtyard.
Very loud
He Liu hugged her stomach shyly.
Fortunately, it wasn't daytime, otherwise Su Yun'er would definitely have seen He Liu's face, which was as red as a monkey's bottom.
"Are you hungry?" Aunt Song asked, suppressing a laugh.
"Sigh, that's right. I just ate some red sour fruit. I heard that eating these makes you hungry easily. Sure enough, a poor person like me doesn't deserve to eat this fruit. Eating it makes me hungry all the time, and this family can't keep up!"
"Okay, I'm feeling a bit hungry too. Let's cook something to eat."
When Su Yun'er made the suggestion, Aunt Song also felt a little hungry.
Three women of different ages went into the kitchen together, searching for food to eat.
We had hot pot for dinner and there were some leftover vegetables and some leftover noodles.
What else?
"Oh, right, there's also some braised food." Su Yun'er brought the braised food that had been outside back inside.
After soaking for several days, the pork intestines have become very flavorful, and the broth has solidified, with a few ice crystals in the meat jelly.
Su Yun'er scooped up a large spoonful with an iron ladle and put it in the pot. Under the heat of the stove, the meat jelly slowly softened and turned back into broth.
Add some water to the broth, bring it to a boil again, then pour in all the noodles and vegetables at once. Once cooked, you have a bowl of wide noodles with braised pork intestines.
While Su Yun'er was cooking a late-night snack, He Liu and Aunt Song behaved completely differently.
He Liu was expectant, while Aunt Song was hesitant.
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