Little husband's market life

"Huh? It looks good, which shop did it come from?"

Sheng Xue smiled slightly, "Xiangxue Sweet Cake, I'm still looking for a shop, and I'll open it when I find a suitable one. Would you like to buy a piece and try it? If it suits your taste, I'll give you a piece of cake when you come to join us."

"Little girl can talk, which girl? Can you say kiss?"

Fang He quickly answered the call, hoping that her daughter's reputation would spread throughout the county, and the family's threshold would be leveled by the matchmaker.

"This is the youngest girl, the second daughter of Sheng's family in Longjing Village. The youngest girl is ten years old, and she was engaged a little earlier, so I haven't given it to anyone."

"Well, this girl from the Sheng family taught me well! Let me try two pieces of chestnut cake."

"Okay, you are the first distinguished guest, I will pick two big ones for you!"

Seeing this, the crowd of onlookers also wanted to buy a piece of the first chestnut cake of this year to try, "Sheng Er girl, how do you sell this piece?"

"Such a big chestnut cake is added with honey, which costs ten renminbi, and red bean shortcake with plenty of fillings is eight penny. Honorable guest, do you want honey chestnut cake or red bean shortcake?"

The first one to buy has already handed over copper coins, and before leaving, he even boasted: "Little girl is immeasurable, this cake is not expensive!"

It’s not expensive anymore, and the people in the county feel that they can afford it, and the rest of the people join in the fun, buying one for one or two yuan, and some will eat it after giving the money. The praise is no better than that of the town The taste of Bazhenzhai is poor.

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Qiao Zhishu let Sheng Yao hold one hand and put the other on his chest. He was dumbfounded... He thought this sister who was two years older than him was so amazing!

Fang He was also grinning from ear to ear, her daughter impressed her a lot this time, opening a pastry shop?Ouch, what kind of virtue did I, Fang He, accumulate in my previous life?Such a promising daughter was born!

Sheng Yao was thoughtful, and when the number of buyers increased, he led Qiao Zhishu to help collect the money and settle the accounts, and told the child, "Hold on to the hem of my clothes and don't let go."

Don't ask Pat Hanako to take her away.

The chestnut cake is the first freshness of this year, and it was sold out early, but there are still about [-] red bean cakes, and without the chestnut cake, the red bean cake is too simple and not fresh , no one was watching, and fewer people came to ask.

Shengxue is doing business for the first time, and she doesn't know how to do it. It's just that she was married in her previous life and learned how to make these pastries from her family.

Qiao Zhishu stomped his little feet, his legs were sore, but he still didn't complain, he obediently held Sheng Yao's hand and opened his eyes wide to look at the passers-by on the road.

There were too many customers in the tailor shop, and all the stools were moved back, leaving only one for Fang He to sit on. Fang He held his daughter and sat on his lap.

Seeing that he kept stamping his little feet, Sheng Yao bent down and picked him up, and told Fang that he was going to the market for a walk.

"I'll take him to the market and see how the stalls next to him are doing business."

Fang He only thought that the two of them were playful, and nodded, "Go, don't take too long, we have to go back to the village before dark."

Sheng Yao nodded in response, hugged Qiao Zhishu and followed the pedestrians to the market.

Qiao Zhishu put one small hand around his brother's neck, and the other hand still limply grabbed his brother's collar. It was almost dusk, and there were many people rushing to the night market on the street.There were thousands of people moving in the street, and from time to time someone with fast footsteps bumped into Sheng Yao's shoulder, scaring Qiao Zhishu to wrap his arms around Sheng Yao's neck.

"Zhishu, look, the country is prosperous and the people are safe, and people are buying and selling day and night. At such a good age, how can you let yourself be mediocre? You must be knowledgeable and persistent. A useful person does not need to look at others complexion."

Qiao Zhishu looked at the people on the street. There were peddlers, nobles who wandered, scholars who guessed lantern riddles, and street performers.

Qiao Zhishu wasn't sure if he understood "useful people" correctly, but he understood that one must be knowledgeable and persistent.

People without thought, he must worry about.

"it is good!"

Sheng Yao is not in a hurry to let the little guy understand these principles immediately, he just hopes that through subtle ways, Qiao Zhishu can firmly believe that he can be a useful person, and don't be too pleasing to others and eventually grow into a sycophant. Abandon it.

This trip to the county town made little Qiao Zhishu understand some truths.It became clearer that in this world, there is no requirement for Sheng Yao to wish him to 'know Shu Dali'.

**

After walking around the night market, it only took less than a quarter of an hour. On the way back, Qiao Zhishu was holding a little sugar figurine, and was led back to the tailor shop by Sheng Yao.

There are 27 red bean cakes left, Sheng Yao suggested: "Little sister, put the red bean cakes in the steamer, neatly and elegantly, so that passers-by can see what you are selling at a glance."

Sheng Xue's throat was uncomfortable, and it was hot, she yelled a lot, as if she had a heat stroke.

She was very sad, and seeing that Sheng Yao had a filter that had been doing nothing all her life, she replied without thinking, "Put it in a basket, so pedestrians can see it when they approach."

After she finished speaking, she pinched Qiao Zhishu who was eating candy figurines, "I have a sore throat, Qiaoer, can you help my sister and go back early when the sale is over?"

Qiao Zhishu glanced at Sheng Yao, who had already turned and walked aside.Qiao Zhishu learned to think for himself, he thought for a while, and returned home as early as sold out, then nodded.

But before he sold it, he asked his aunt to put the red bean crisp cake in the steamer, "All the steamed stuffed buns in the market sell it like this, Auntie, try it?"

Fang He thought of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, so she just did it. She was always diligent, so she did it.

The red bean cake was lying brightly on the steamer. Qiao Zhishu looked at the passers-by, her heart beat faster, and she was inexplicably excited, "Red bean cake... sweet and crispy red bean cake..."

The child's voice was crisp and tender, and because of his articulate articulateness, it was especially perceptive. After shouting, he subconsciously looked at Sheng Yao, who looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Sell! Red Bean Cake!"

"Sweet and crispy red bean cake!"

Qiao Zhishu shouted more vigorously, he began to explore the outside world, and strangers were no longer scary, no longer like flirtatious people.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the remaining 20 pieces of red bean cakes were also sold out.

At dusk and with the setting sun, the carriage finally headed towards Longjing Village.

**

Everyone in the Sheng family was shocked by the consistent money that Sheng Xue brought back.

One tael of silver was converted into one tael of money, and in just one day's effort, he actually earned a tael of silver!After excluding the principal, she made a net profit of [-] wen a day. A ten-year-old girl, if she is serious about this, she earns no less than her mother Fang He!

After the meal, the male and female elders of the Sheng family and Mrs. Sheng offered Sheng Xue in the main hall, asked and praised, and called the prodigy directly.

Sheng Yao was not interested in these things, so he took Qiao Zhishu back to the yard, lit the oil lamp in the study, and combed Qiao Zhishu's horns clumsily.

After combing, Qiao Zhishu kept touching his head with his small hands, "Brother, what am I like now?"

Sheng Yao pursed his lips and smiled childishly as he listened to the accent of his hometown: "Do you think it's stupid?"

Qiao Zhishu shook her head, unable to feel the slap in the face from the end of her hair, and asked again: "Then does it look good when I comb it?"

"It's pretty." Sheng Yao thought I combed it myself, can I say it's not pretty?

Qiao Zhishu grinned and went to get the fire booklet, "I'll go and light the lamp for my brother."

thud thump ran out of the study...

"Gang'er, look at my head, does it look good?"

Sheng Gang, who had just finished eating, was lying down bored, still holding a bamboo dragonfly in his hand. Hearing the sound, he sat up quickly and looked at the little brother with bright eyes, quite energetic.

"My little brother is so weird!" Sheng Gang was not used to watching, and told the truth.

Qiao Zhishu pursed her lips and smiled, touched the two corners embarrassingly, went to the wormwood brazier to smoke her body, and then climbed onto the bed.

"I will, and I will comb the horns for you too."

Sheng Gang was very happy as long as someone was with him, so he nodded repeatedly, leaning his thin body softly into his thin arms, letting him play with the two hairs on his big head.

The two little guys played for a while, and the older one fell asleep quickly with his arms around the younger one.Qiao Zhishu was tired all day, busy in the kitchen in the morning, ran in the county in the afternoon, Sheng Gang was sick and weak, so he felt a lot of sleep.

When old lady Sheng came back, seeing the two children's intimacy, she couldn't help but worry about it.The wooden beds in the farmhouse were all very spacious. Qiao Zhishu was held in the arms of the old lady. For the first time, he was embraced by the mistress of the Sheng family as if he were her own grandson, and he slept peacefully all night...

**

Qiao Zhishu's scratch on his forehead had scabbed over, and Fenfen's new flesh felt bulging to the touch. He himself didn't know how to care, and Sheng Yao, a man, didn't care much.

In the end, it was the old lady Sheng who went to ask her daughter-in-law for some notoginseng, exchanged the food for two dried centipedes with her elder sister in the same village, and came back to grind the powder in the yard.

Qiao Zhishu can only be free in the afternoon now, and after lunch Shengxue can't find anyone else. He is self-conscious and wants to go to his brother to learn how to read.

As soon as he stepped into the yard that day, he heard the sound of the stone mortar pounding medicine, and he was always diligent, so he rushed to Old Madam Sheng.

"Grandma, shall I come?" He asked while reaching out to try to get the mortar.

Old Madam Sheng let go of her hand, and she took the duck guts and shelled them.Duck gallbladder is called Kushenzi, which is the seed of duck gallbladder tree, which is used to treat dysentery and antimalarial.

After Qiao Zhishu took it, she was taken aback, "Grandma, what is this? There is a centipede!"

There are several centipedes in the mortar.

Old Madam Sheng laughed, her eyes narrowed so that she couldn't see.

"Four, two, three, seven, two centipedes, the pimples will disappear after you wipe them off."

Qiao Zhishu was surprised, and looked at the old man with wide eyes, "Grandma, did you wipe it on me?"

The old lady Sheng raised her hand, and the old man's rough fingertips touched the new flesh on Qiao Zhishu's forehead, and coaxed kindly, "It needs to be wiped off, and it should be beautiful."

Panax notoginseng and centipede are pounded into fine powder, and duck guts are pounded into a paste. After the three are stirred together, some Shengjia Chinese characters are added to drink the rest of the white wine and vinegar.

Old Madam Sheng stood up and asked Qiao Zhishu to sit facing the sun. She hunched over and carefully applied the medicine to Qiao Zhishu's forehead, wrapping it up with a clean cotton cloth after wiping.

Qiao Zhishu's eyes were red, and her lips trembled several times.

The old lady laughed heartily, as if she was telling Qiao Zhishu that the scar was fine and grandma could take care of it.

But after laughing and seeing how pitiful he was, he put his arms around the child's shoulders, took him into his arms and patted him lovingly, "Good boy, be pretty..."