chatting interestingly, the proprietress of the soy milk shop also brought Sun Siyuan a bowl of soy milk. Sun Siyuan took a sip, warmed her heart and stomach, and spent money to bring another bowl to Steward Zhuang. "Sister-in-law, your soy milk is delicious, my man seems to have brought it to me, I guess it's your family." Sun Siyuan praised it, she tasted it, and the soy milk that Zhao Youqian brought her was the taste of this house.

"What's your man like?" The sister-in-law asked happily, although the process of soy milk is simple, the taste of each family is still a little different.

"He's taller, a head taller than me, sister-in-law, do you remember?" Sun Siyuan just asked casually, there are so many people who drink soy milk every day, how can they all remember it.

"Well, are you talking about the guy who makes soy sauce?" The sister-in-law's eyes lit up and she asked.

"Well, he does make soy sauce." Sun Siyuan smiled, but she didn't expect her sister-in-law to really remember that Zhao was rich.

"That young man looks handsome, has a good figure, and can make soy sauce, you are blessed, little lady." The sister-in-law praised a sentence, and then praised Sun Siyuan: "Your craftsmanship is not bad, this fritter is really exquisite, you husband and wife are blessed." ”

After praising it, the sister-in-law asked casually: "Is this your father-in-law?" She was referring to the housekeeper. Sun Siyuan smiled, "No, my father-in-law is not at home, this is the uncle of the family." ”

The housekeeper who was drinking soy milk on the side heard this sentence and had mixed feelings in his heart. No matter how high-ranking the housekeeper is, he is still a subordinate in the final analysis, even if he follows the emperor, he is just a servant of the emperor. But Sun Siyuan said that he was the uncle of the family, and he suddenly seemed to drink fairy soup, and all kinds of tastes were in his heart.

He was the person sent by the emperor to spy on Zhao Youqian and his wife, but now, he wanted to treat Sun Siyuan as his little niece and try his best to protect him.

The people who bought the breakfast began to go to the street, and after the two drank the soy milk, they began to fry the fritters. With the experience of the previous day, the housekeeper Zhuang was not hypocritical, and shouted when he opened his mouth. When I bought a new gadget early, many people were willing to take out a penny or two and buy a few to try by the way.

Taking advantage of this, Sun Siyuan also observed how other breakfast stalls loaded food. She found that there were not a few people like her who used weaving, but the amount of weaving was not large. Some people buy food such as baked cakes and buns and eat them directly in their hands, most people bring their own cloth bags to fill them, and some people bring their own food boxes. Like soy milk and rice porridge, everyone drinks it at the stall, and the few people who bring it home are their own bowls.

This cloth pocket is very convenient, Sun Siyuan silently praised it in her heart, the convenient and environmentally friendly cloth pocket, wash it when it is dirty, clean and hygienic, a must-have for home travel!

The fritters sold very smoothly, although everyone only bought one or two pennies, but there were many early adopters, and they were sold out quickly. After buying a few big buns, Sun Siyuan and Steward Zhuang pushed the cart home.

"If you have money, I brought you a big meat bun!" As soon as he entered his small courtyard, Sun Siyuan shouted to Zhao Youqian. Her things are selling smoothly, and she is naturally very happy at this time.

Wrapped in a bun in a cloth, Sun Siyuan went straight to Zhao Youqian. Zhao Youqian was pounding something, and when he saw Sun Siyuan, his interest was not high, he looked at the bun in Sun Siyuan's hand, and asked, "The baked cakes are sold out?" “

After saying that, he found out that something was wrong, did he want to ask if the fritters were sold out? How can it be said that it is a mistaken pancake?

Sun Siyuan thought that Zhao Youqian wanted to eat baked cakes, "Well, no, but there are only vegetable stuffed baked cakes, if you want to eat them, I will bring them to you tomorrow." Otherwise, let's do it at noon. ”

"Forget it, let's eat rice at noon." Zhao Youqian shook his head, he knew that his lady preferred rice and didn't like noodles very much, especially at noon.

"Hehe, all the fritters have been sold, 'Churro Shih Tzu' is not a dream!" Sitting on the stool, Sun Siyuan looked at Zhao Youqian pounding pulp. "I wonder if anyone will ask me to buy the recipe for the fritters? As long as the price is reasonable, I don't mind selling it! ”

The fritters are different from the sericulture business that Sun Siyuan once tried her best to develop, at most it is a pastime, even if she doesn't give money, she has to give up when she gets tired of playing. If someone is willing to learn, she is willing to teach.

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to develop the silk industry in my hands, alas!" Thinking of silkworm raising, Sun Siyuan is still a little difficult to let go. "I was in a hurry, and I didn't bring out the two silk clothes, but it's a pity."

After the sericulture business was sold, Sun Siyuan was depressed, so she pressed the silk clothes at the bottom of the box, and she was in a hurry before coming to the capital, where could she afford the two clothes.

Zhao Youqian, who was originally feeling sorry for Sun Siyuan's unfinished business, froze when he heard this, he brought a silk dress, but he couldn't tell Sun Siyuan, otherwise he might be beaten!

"Let's wash our hands and eat steamed buns!" Sun Siyuan said to Zhao Youqian.

"Feed me, lady!" Zhao Youqian didn't know which tendon was pumped, so he didn't call Siyuan a lady, and boldly asked Sun Siyuan to feed him. Sun Siyuan was happy at this moment, and she didn't care about him, so she picked up a big meat bun and stuffed it into Zhao Youqian's mouth. "Open your mouth!"

Sun Siyuan fell in love with the pleasure of going home every day to count the money, the enthusiasm for selling fritters was high, and she got up early in the morning to work, her double chin disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the flesh on her cheeks gradually decreased.

"Siyuan, you're too thin now, eat more meat." When Zhao Youqian was eating, he felt distressed when he looked at his lady's small chin, and he found that he still liked the lady's fleshy double chin.

"It's good to lose weight!" Sun Siyuan was still a little complacent, she didn't expect her to lose weight so quickly when she was diligent!

"Too thin is ugly." Cold, Steward Zhuang came to say.

Sun Siyuan's annoyed eyes squinted at Steward Zhuang, dead old man, can you speak, do you know how many people cry and shout to lose weight every day on the earth?

Steward Zhuang sensed Sun Siyuan's gaze and silently sandwiched a piece of chicken wings, he is now in love with eating chicken wings. "Then you continue to lose weight, and the chicken wings are handed over to me."

The result, of course, was that Sun Siyuan ate a plate of chicken wings alone. These chicken wings were all bought by Zhao Youqian from the taste hall, the price is high, and they are not eaten every day, Sun Siyuan is reluctant to let the Zhuang housekeeper finish it.

Improving papermaking technology is not a simple matter, Zhao Youqian spent a lot of effort and silver, and finally made some progress. Sun Siyuan gradually got tired of selling fritters on the street, so she simply stopped stalling, and the housekeeper of Zhuang freed up her hands to help Zhao Youqian study papermaking together.

Sun Siyuan nested at home, cooking and eating every day, raising Zhao Youqian and Zhuang's housekeeper well, and his double chin also quietly returned, Zhao Youqian was secretly happy in his heart, his own lady was thin and fat fast!