Leisurely Farmer's Family: A Strong Man and His Broken Leg Son-in-law

So Liu Yu spent another ten cents to buy five large bones.

This chestnut cake has not yet been sold, and it has cost forty or fifty yuan in such a short time. Changsheng looked at the pork liver, bones and meat in the basket and felt distressed.

He was also afraid that Liu Yu would buy something else, so he hurriedly urged people to leave quickly.

Everything he wanted to buy was bought, and Liu Yu didn't want to buy much more. It was really late, so he took Changsheng and rushed to yesterday's stall.

The two of them walked along without seeing Xie Rubao. After greeting the neighbors on the left and right, they started to put things up.

She borrowed a fire from Huang Bo'an, used the charcoal to heat the bottom of the pot, and took out the cold chestnut crisps from the bamboo basket and put them on the bottom of the pot. Liu Yu carefully controlled the temperature.

Seeing that the pot was almost hot, he sealed the air outlet of the clay stove and began to slowly cook the shortbread over charcoal fire.

Changsheng on the side stared at the shortbread on the clay oven, and saw that its outer skin was tight from the beginning. As the temperature increased, Liu Yu turned it over several times and began to become golden and crispy.

When Liu Yu reached for the small bamboo dustpan to hold the cakes, she opened her mouth and started to shout.

"Chestnut cake, fresh chestnut cake, free trial. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay!"

"The chestnut cake is crispy, soft, sweet, and melts in your mouth! Chestnut cake is loved by the elderly, children, and pregnant women!"

"A penny-a-penny chestnut cake, all white dough for kneading the skin, all sugar and filling!"

Liu Yu's ears suddenly heard the clear sound, and her hand holding the bamboo dustpan shook.

This familiar hawking slogan was completely reproduced by his shameless third brother. I don’t know how many times this man silently practiced the calligraphy in his mind before he could remember it correctly every time.

When he turned around to see Chang Sheng, his face turned red, and when he listened carefully, his voice was trembling, and his heart felt even softer.

Shoveling the golden chestnut cake onto the green bamboo dustpan and placing it on Changsheng's right side, Liu Yu gave Changsheng an encouraging smile.

Chang Sheng was encouraged, embarrassed and excited, and his voice became higher. He realized that shouting loudly was indeed like what Liu Shan said, as long as you are thick-skinned, there is nothing difficult to do.

After speaking for the first time, the rest will be smoother.

Some people came out of curiosity after hearing the shouting. When they saw such a golden and crispy shortbread that was very good-looking and only cost a penny each, they took a small piece of shortbread handed over by Chang Sheng to try.

The tongue immediately caught the sweet, soft and mellow chestnut filling. Before the taste could be tasted, the sweetness in the mouth slid down the throat. This, this made people unable to get up and down.

"Young man, your chestnut cake tastes really good. Make me twenty more."

The old lady in a fine cotton jacket was obviously not short of money. She opened her purse and started counting the money.

The curious onlookers nearby heard this man asking for twenty, and they became interested and began to shout for one, two, three or five.

They are reluctant to buy the expensive pastries in dim sum shops, but they can still afford the penny-a-penny chestnut cakes at the roadside stalls.

Even the old customers from yesterday were also among them, trying to sell these new customers on how delicious the shortbread was and how real the ingredients were.

"Old man, there are only seven left here. This shortbread is soft and smooth when eaten hot. If you can't finish it all at once, I will pack some cold ones for you."

"Don't worry, the cold ones are also fresh, but the texture is not soft and tastes sweet and pink. We made them fresh yesterday. Just heat them up like this when you eat them."

Changsheng pointed to Liu Yu who was making kang cakes, and explained carefully to the first guest in front of them who opened the table for them.

"You're a very honest young man. It doesn't matter. We have a small family and we really can't finish the food in one day. Wrap these hot ones for me and pack the rest for cold ones."

Chang Sheng sighed, hurriedly took the oil paper and started wrapping them one by one.

Many people who went to the market came around curiously when they saw the crowds here. After getting a free sample, most of them bought a piece or two.

When the old customers from yesterday saw the brothers setting up their stall again today, most of them asked for thirty or fifty yuan.

Some who could wait waited for Liu Yu to heat the shortbread on the kang, while some who were in a hurry and couldn't wait just ordered cold ones and took them home to heat them on the kang.

The business of the shortbread was quite good, and they sold seven or eighty-eight yuan before noon. Liu Yu told Changsheng to set aside another portion, and then continued to sell the remaining shortbread.

By noon, all the more than 500 shortcakes brought this time were sold out.

After shouting and hawking this morning, the two of them felt their throats were dry and uncomfortable. After loading the things into the car, they ordered two bowls of Fuzi tea without rice dumplings from Huang Boan's tea shop. They drank it hot before they felt comfortable. some.

"You wait here first, I'll go find Uncle Xie." Liu Yu took the oil paper bag, got up and walked to the mud room where she met Xie Rubao yesterday.

Before he even got close, he saw Xie Rubao eating around the table. Today's lunch was a bowl of dumplings.

"Uncle Xie, let's eat! I'm here by chance."

"What a coincidence, I'm almost finished eating." After saying that, Xie Rubao finished the remaining four or five dumplings in two or two mouths, and then started to ask Liu Yu to sit down and talk.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Liu Yu put the oil paper bag he brought on the table and took out one hundred penny from his pocket.

"Uncle Xie, this is the rent for our stall. This is for one month."

He made money in the past two days, and the business of chestnut cakes was easier than he thought. Now that it was October, the business of chestnut cakes could still be done for at least another month.

Nowadays, customers all know that they set up stalls here, and it would be inappropriate to change places if they go to the market every other day. Liu Yu thought about it carefully and decided to rent a stall for long-term use.

"Sure." Xie Rubao took out a notebook from the table, wrote down the start date and end date of the rental stall, kept a copy for himself, and made a copy to give to Liu Yu.

"I didn't count it for you today. It will start from the next episode tomorrow."

"Thank you so much, uncle." Liu Yu thanked her sincerely, leaving only five cents for herself.

"Don't be polite. Don't ask for this chestnut cake next time you come here. I will buy it if I want to eat it."

"Okay, then we'll wait for Uncle Xie to take care of the business."

After saying goodbye to Xie Rubao, Liu Yu went back to settle the money for Fuzi's tea, then pushed Changsheng back home.

Changsheng was in a good mood along the way. His eyebrows were relaxed and his voice was brisk as he told Liu Yu about what he was doing today.

Liu Yu rarely saw that he talked so much. She only listened carefully with a smile and echoed. One of them spoke and the other listened. The atmosphere flowing between them was very relaxed and casual.

This good mood could only last until the entrance of the village. As soon as the two of them stepped across the bluestone bridge, they saw the village chief yelling at the entrance of the village to find someone.

Liu Yu hurriedly pushed the cart forward and saw that in the crowd, Ren was crying with tears and runny nose, her eyes and cheeks were bruised and swollen, and she kept shouting brother Xian's name.

"You bitch, if you hadn't brought this gambler home, Brother Xian would have been in trouble today. If Brother Xian can't be found, I'll beat you to death."

He Dayong waved his fist and roared at the bruised and bruised Ren with a ferocious expression.

"What's going on?" Liu Yu glanced at Shui Sanmei, who was shivering in the crowd, and asked the village chief.