Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming turned over, feeling a little irritable, he must be strong, and he must not be looked down upon. He reached out and touched the little nephew lying beside him, the little guy slept for a long time, not to mention how fragrant, he tried to take a few deep breaths, let's sleep, I have to be busy tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Xiaoming got up at five o'clock on time, Wang Bing hadn't woken up yet, Wang Xiaoming usually didn't have time to guard him, so he always got up by himself, so he called him up and went out with him. After thinking about it today, he picked up Wang Bing and put him on Yang Ming's bed. Yang Ming was originally asleep, but when he heard the movement, he woke up and prepared to get up.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly said: "You don't have to get up now, I'll put Ah Bing on your side, and when he wakes up, you can dress him, and if it's cool in the morning, he will wear a thin coat." When the time comes, you can come to the booth with him and look for me. ”

Yang Ming wiped his face: "I'll go with you." ”

Wang Xiaoming said: "No, you can help me take care of Ah Bing." He wouldn't be able to sleep long, at most an hour. ”

Yang Ming nodded and didn't speak again.

Wang Xiaoming went out, went to the market to buy vegetables and kuay teow, and then went directly to the stall. As soon as he washed and cut the dishes, and the things were ready, the sky was bright, and someone came over for breakfast, and Wang Xiaoming began to get busy. He was busy, Wang Bing came running with a stinky face, hugged Wang Xiaoming's thigh, and cried.

Wang Xiaoming stopped: "What's the matter, Ah Bing?"

"Uncle, you don't call me!" Wang Bing howled in a thick voice, his tone full of complaints.

Wang Xiaoming smiled and said, "You didn't wake up, didn't you let Uncle Yang Ming accompany you?"

"I don't want him to accompany me!" Wang Bing hugged Wang Xiaoming's leg and cried very much.

Wang Xiaoming looked up and saw Yang Ming trotting all the way from behind, still holding Wang Bing's small coat in his hand, seeing Wang Bing, he breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled helplessly: "He doesn't listen to me." ”

Wang Xiaoming thought about it for a while, and felt that he was a little careless, Wang Bing and Yang Ming were not too familiar, so they entrusted him to him, no wonder they had to cry when they woke up in the morning. His hands were not empty, so he had to comfort him with words: "Isn't Abel here, you can find a place yourself." Manly man bleed without tears, don't cry!"

Wang Bing wiped his tears and snot on Wang Xiaoming's trouser legs, trying to hold back his crying. Yang Ming took the clothes: "Come and get dressed." ”

Wang Bing ignored him at all, hugged Wang Xiaoming's thigh tightly and didn't let go. Yang Ming had no choice but to say to Wang Xiaoming: "I'll come, you can dress him." "He's really not good at coaxing children.

Wang Xiaoming had no choice but to put down the soup spoon: "I need a kuay teow soup on the table over there." ”

"Hmm. Yang Ming washed his hands and began to work.

Wang Xiaoming pulled Wang Bing to sit at a table, took a tissue and wiped his nose and tears: "Ah Bing is such a big person, and he likes to cry his nose and be ashamed." ”

Wang Bing pouted and didn't speak. Wang Xiaoming said again: "Uncle Yang Ming's care is not good? You don't usually want to get up, now you can sleep more." ”

Wang Bing said impatiently: "I don't want to sleep more!"

Wang Xiaoming was impatient: "You still have a little temper, put on your clothes by yourself! Abel is going to make money." ”

Wang Bing hugged his clothes, looked at Wang Xiaoming's back, pouted and wanted to cry, but he didn't cry, he woke up this morning and didn't see Abo, he saw a strange uncle, which frightened him, he thought that Abel didn't want him anymore, and now he saw that Abel was still setting up a stall there, he didn't want himself, he relaxed in his heart, and there was no need to cry, so he obediently put on his clothes, and then ran to play.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Wang Bing, who was enjoying himself, and smiled, stinky boy, he just can't get used to it, and the more he coaxes, the more he coaxes, the more energetic he gets.

Since this morning, Wang Bing has not treated Yang Ming very much, does not call him, does not talk to him, does not pay attention to him, and does not eat what he makes. Wang Xiaoming felt strange, didn't he say that he wanted to help Yang Ming at the beginning, but now he was angry with him, of course, he didn't say anything annoying, but he didn't like it in action.

At noon dinner that day, Wang Bing brought the rice bowl to the table: "Uncle, which dish did you make?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "I did it." ”

Wang Bing was happy: "The dishes made by Abel are delicious, and I like to eat what Abel makes." ”

Wang Xiaoming smiled and touched Wang Bing's head: "Count your kid with a conscience." ”

In fact, at noon, when Wang Xiaoming was cooking, there was less oil, some sticky pans, and the dishes were fried black, which was not very delicious, Yang Ming only ate one bite, and then went to eat the pickled squid made by Wang Xiaoming. But Wang Bing ate with relish and did not dislike it at all.

When he went out of the stall in the afternoon, Wang Xiaoming brought an extra barbecue grill because Yang Ming wanted to make charcoal-roasted oysters. The profit of charcoal-roasted oysters is very high, like their coastal area, although a large oyster is only sold for three yuan a piece, but compared to a few yuan a pound of shelled oysters, this profit is also quite considerable.

Wang Xiaoming rarely makes charcoal-roasted oysters, firstly because one person is too busy, and secondly, because there are many people who make charcoal-grilled oysters, he does not have an advantage in practice, and his business is not very good. So despite Yang Ming's help, he didn't prepare much, only a few dozen, test the water first, and if the response is good, he will sell more tomorrow.

The ingredients for the charcoal-roasted oysters were prepared by Yang Ming, Wang Xiaoming was busy opening the oysters, and he didn't go to see how he got them, and when the charcoal fire was burning, the oysters were roasted, and after the ingredients were put on, the rich fragrance blew all over the street with the sea breeze, and almost all the people whose noses were still working couldn't help but twitch their noses: "What does this smell, who makes what? It's so evil!"

Customers who were eating nearby approached the waterfront and flocked to follow the aroma: "It's charcoal-grilled oysters, how much is one? ”

Wang Xiaoming took the tongs and sandwiched the oysters to heat them evenly: "Three pieces of one, only fifty in total, first come, first served." ”

"Let's start with four. "Other people's homes are also three yuan a piece, and his family also sells three yuan, and it is not more expensive, so fragrant, the taste must not be bad, taste it first.

Wang Xiaoming took the lunch box: "Okay, pick four of the first ones for you." Delicious to buy again. ”

Yang Ming was only responsible for the ingredients, and then he went to fry the oysters and fried kuay teow, and handed over the roasted oysters to Wang Xiaoming, who was also used to doing this and could handle it completely.

In less than three minutes, the first person to eat charcoal-grilled oysters came back: "Boss, bring me eight more." ”

The people in line here are anxious: "No, we haven't eaten the first one yet, you want to eat to your heart's content?" boss, don't sell it to him!"

Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "Don't worry, line up one by one, try not to wrap up the rounds, let more friends try it, we will have it tomorrow." ”

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