Gu Mingjing couldn't help but twitch his eyelids as he looked at the fruits Jianshu took out. He caught the watermelon that Jianshu hadn't held firmly and said quickly, "Put it back quickly! It won't be good if someone sees us. Let's eat it slowly when we get home!"
Seeing Jianshu casually taking things out, he said he really couldn't bear it.
"It's okay, there's no one around here. I've been observing for a long time." But having said that, Jianshu still honestly put all the things back.
"It's not good to be alone. It's better to be safe than sorry. It's always better to be more careful." Looking at his wife's casual movements, Gu Mingjing couldn't help feeling tired.
But what can you do with your own wife? You can neither hit her nor scold her.
All we can do is ask him to pay more attention and give more reminders.
"Okay, okay, I'll just take it for the last time, okay? We haven't finished shopping at the market yet, I'll take some more things out to exchange for other things." Jian Shu came in front of him and stretched out a finger, blinking his eyes in a cute way.
Gu Mingjing sighed again. He sighed more today than he had in the previous month. His wife's trust in him was a sweet worry.
"Okay, as you said, this is the last time. You can't take it again after you use it up. Don't we have a lot of receipts?" He pointed at the basket in Jianshu's hand and said, "Put it in here. Don't hold it in your hands."
Being out in the wild, even though there was nothing around, he still felt uneasy.
At least the basket has a frame to protect it, so it cannot be seen from any direction except the top, and the possibility of being exposed is greatly reduced.
"Okay!" Jianshu responded readily.
Then she put some food into the basket, which, together with the bills in her hand, was enough.
After all, she had plenty of things at the market, so she just wanted to have some fun, stroll around and have some fun.
"How about we have hotpot tonight? There are beef, mutton, pork and all kinds of meat in the space. What do you want to eat?" Jian Shu took Gu Mingjing's arm and tilted his head slightly to ask for his opinion.
She hasn't eaten spicy hot pot for a long time, and it's boring to eat hot pot alone. It's more enjoyable to eat with someone and chat.
"It's all fine. I'll listen to you." Gu Mingjing was not picky about anything.
"Then give them all. Try them first. If you like the ones you like better, eat more. There are also many vegetables besides this. I really don't want to eat pickled cabbage and dried cabbage. Let's eat something fresh!"
"Okay, I want some spinach. Do you have any?"
"Yes! Enough! By the way, we need to buy more tofu. We have eaten up all the tofu in the space. Let's buy more and store it at home so that we can eat it slowly." Whether it is tender tofu or frozen tofu, hot pot is super delicious!
"There seems to be a store selling soy products at the market. Let's go ask them later."
"OK."
The two walked back arm in arm. Perhaps because they had a common secret, they got along even better.
Soon we returned to the market.
As time passed, more and more people came to the market. The sounds of vendors shouting, customers bargaining, and children acting coquettishly could be heard everywhere.
As I passed the bun stall, the line stretched even longer, winding like a long snake stretching into the distance. Besides the couple who owned the stall, there were a few more people helping out. Some were counting, some were weighing, some were stoking the fire... The whole group was bustling with activity, but the only thing that remained was the genuine smiles on their faces.
Gu Mingjing protected Jianshu as they made their way through the crowded crowd and soon arrived at the tofu stall.
Various soy products are placed on the platform made of wooden boards, including steaming hot tofu that looks like it has just been cooked, frozen tofu that is frozen hard, and neatly stacked dried tofu. There is also a large barrel next to it, which contains fragrant soy milk.
There were a lot of people gathered in front of the stall, some paying one yuan, some paying two, and it seemed that the whole plate of tofu was almost sold out.
"Let's hurry up, it'll be sold out soon!" Jian Shu was anxious. What if he couldn't buy it? It would be fine if he didn't think about it, but now he was thinking about it in his heart. If he didn't have it, the hot pot would not be delicious.
Besides Jianshu's anxiety, the people in the queue ahead of him were equally anxious. After all, tofu is quite rare these days. Not only do you need a ticket to buy it, but there are also restrictions. If you go too late, you may not be able to buy it.
Besides, it’s winter now and fresh vegetables are rare. The same few are always available. If you come across a tofu seller, who wouldn’t want to buy some to change the taste?
Seeing the crowds growing smaller, the busy stall owner quickly tried to appease them, "Don't worry, there's more, plenty!"
As he was speaking, two young men came over carrying a new plate of tofu.
"Uncle, where is the tofu?" one of them shouted from a distance.
"Hurry, put it here. Is the next plate ready soon? I'm running out of food! I have some frozen tofu and dried tofu. Send some more over. I don't have much soy milk left!" The stall owner wiped his hands with a towel, lifted the gauze, and the white, tender and trembling tofu was soon revealed.
"Alright! It will be delivered right away. The village is still working on it. The village chief has called everyone over to help."
"Then you guys go back and help quickly. Ask the village chief to send another person over here. I'm almost too busy!" The stall owner's hands were constantly moving. His years of experience allowed him to cut things with ease. The tofu he cut was just the right amount, not too much or too little, and the weight was just right.
"Okay, we'll go back and tell the village chief." Before he could finish his words, the two guys ran away, and their voices came back intermittently.
Jian Shu looked at the direction the two were running and instantly understood. He looked up and said, "This village chief is really a talented person!"
They've really taken advantage of their location to its full potential, with food stalls and tofu stalls that no one else can replicate. With such a unique business, it's hard not to make money.
"The villagers are all nice and united. You can see that they have close relationships with each other." Gu Mingjing also showed appreciation.
Whether it is food or tofu, the initial raw materials are definitely indispensable, and they all use grain. In this day and age, whether you can work together to set up the stall, in addition to having a good village cadre, the support of the villagers is also indispensable.
After all, who can be sure of making money at the beginning? Down-to-earth farmers don't dare to take risks easily.
Even if they made a profit, the subsequent distribution of the profits could easily cause trouble. But judging by the villagers' proficiency, it seemed like this wasn't their first time.
There were no disputes and everyone was doing their best, which is truly admirable.
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