After the new water is boiled, replace the coal in the furnace with a new one, leaving a small gap below, and let the fire burn slowly, because it is a seven-eye stove, and the coal changed this time is enough to burn for several hours.

After doing that, it was five o'clock.

Although I didn't eat dinner until nearly ten o'clock last night, I was busy for a long time, and both of them were hungry.

Zhao's mother happily ordered herself a bowl of noodle soup that she hadn't eaten yesterday, and a bowl of hot dry noodles for Zhao Qingyu.

Zhao Qingyu stood at the door with his face in his hand, looking at the still somewhat gray sky outside while eating.

On the provincial road at the entrance, only large trucks will pass by during this time period, and the occasional passer-by is also a nearby vegetable farmer who rushes out early to take a place in the market.

Although Zhao Qingyu swore to Zhao's mother before, she was still a little nervous in her heart.

But she couldn't show it.

Not at all.

She had to make her mother, who had no score at all, become confident because of her words.

Fortunately, a passing vegetable farmer finally glanced at them a few times, and asked loudly as he walked, "Newly opened?" How much is a bowl of noodles? ”

"A dollar and a bowl, uncle come and try it."

The vegetable farmer had already walked over, but when he heard the words, he pushed the cart back again, pushed the cart to the front of the gate and stopped, wiped his sweat and walked into the door: "Then bring me a bowl of noodle soup, do you have green vegetables, if so, add two green vegetables." ”

"Yes, yes, sit inside." Zhao's mother also hurriedly put down her chopsticks, and when she walked to Zhao Qingyu's side, she turned her head and said, "I'll just come down, you eat quickly." ”

Zhao Qingyu nodded, she didn't want to rush down, now that there are few people, Zhao's mother can just take this opportunity to exercise more.

After Zhao's mother made noodles, she asked the vegetable farmer if she wanted chili peppers, and the vegetable farmer picked up the chopsticks and gestured at her: "The spicier the better, if it is not spicy, it is not delicious." ”

"Then our chili pepper must be to your taste." Zhao Qingyu finished eating the last bite of noodles and said with a smile next to him.

"Really? I won't pay for it if it's not spicy. ”

"That's not good, what if it's spicy and you say it's not spicy." Zhao Qingyu grinned and pinched the conversation.

At this time, Zhao's mother brought the noodles up, pointed to the cruet on the table and said, "There are vinegar and chili peppers here, you can add them if you don't think it's spicy enough, and there are pickles over there, you can fill them yourself if you want to eat them." ”

At this time, the vegetable farmer didn't say anything else, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the soup noodles, and then used the chopsticks to pick up a wisp of circles and feed it to his mouth.

"Hmm, it's so fragrant, it tastes good! Enough! The vegetable farmer nodded again and again, then got up and went to the side to add a spoonful of pickled vegetables, and the noodles were pulled into the noodles, and he ate more vigorously.

This is their first business today, and Zhao's mother was excited for a long time.

After the vegetable farmer left, Zhao Qingyu instructed his mother again: "Mom, if there are too many people later, we should pay more attention when we are busy, pay attention when someone comes in, ask them what they eat, and then the most important thing is to remember to collect money, and you must look carefully at the fifty of one hundred yuan." ”

Zhao Qingyu remembers that when she opened the store, there was a special kind of person who would do some indiscriminate things in some good shops or small shops that had just opened.

Mother Zhao nodded again and again, got up and put away the bowl on the table, took it to the back and washed it, and then took it back and put it in a large pot specially used to cook dishes for disinfection.

After that, another customer came before dawn, this time it was a "coal boss" who pulled coal, came to eat a bowl of hot dry noodles, poured a bottle of hot water and left.

No one came in for a long time.

The little excitement of Zhao's mother before was consumed in the passage of time minute by minute, and the sky brightened bit by bit, and turned into a wisp of worry.

Zhao Qingyu didn't think about it so much, it's Sunday, this time point is normal, she has quietly looked at the steamed bun shop next to her, except for a few vegetable farmers passing by before, there is no business now.

It was still early, so she took out her workbook and sat down and began to write her homework.

Mother Zhao was not as calm as her, and kept standing at the door and walking around, like ants on a hot pot.

When the time came to seven o'clock, Zhao Qingyu put away his homework book, got up and walked to Zhao's mother's side, and patted her on the shoulder: "Mom, don't you go around, aren't you tired?" ”

"I'm tired, I'm tired." Mother Zhao said with a sad face.

"Okay, don't be tired, you'll be tired on the eighth floor later." Zhao Qingyu glanced at the newly bought alarm clock on the wall and said.

Mother Zhao obviously didn't believe it, now she can't even see a few passers-by at this door, how can she be busy.

She was thinking when she saw a tricycle coming from a distance and stopping in front of their door.

Zhao's mother mentioned in her heart that she always felt that the people in the car were going to walk towards them, so she stared at the car intently.

When the car stopped, a man got out of the car, and instead of going this way at once, he turned around and brought down a stereo from the car, the kind that is used to drag and sing on the road with a small trailer.

The man dragged the stereo towards their store, and Zhao's mother was excited, so she greeted them from a distance: "What are you eating!" ”

"I don't eat anything." The man replied in the same loud voice.

......The old man at the bun shop next to him laughed out loud and ran back to tell his wife who was eating melon seeds in the house the joke he heard.

"Hmph, look at the two of them, none of them seem to be doing business, so they have to come over and get involved, and they chose to open today, I'm afraid that their brains are a little unconscious." The old woman in the bun shop listened to the old man's words, and spit out a few melon seed skins disdainfully and said.

The old man thought it was true, doing business opposite the school, and choosing to open it during the school holidays, it was really a spoon in a spoon, and his business was not good today, so he stood at the door to watch Zhao Qingyu and their good show.

Of course, Zhao Qingyu knew that the old couple selling steamed buns next to them had been angry when they saw her and her mother since they knew that they were going to open a shop here.

It's not that you squint at them with a straight face, or you say something weirdly.

Of course, these are normal, and what they say is not excessive, she understands their feelings, so she can ignore them.

After hearing the master who played the stereo say that she didn't eat noodles, the corners of Zhao's mouth twisted slightly, and she didn't squeak anymore.

Zhao Qingyu greeted him very warmly and said, "Boss Qi, you are finally here." ”

"There was a little delay on the way, and I was going to come over, no, in order to rush over, I simply sat numb."

When Mother Zhao heard this, her eyes widened slightly: "You know?" ”

"Mom, he's running a video store in town, and I specially asked him to come over this time to help open it." Zhao Qingyu explained.

Zhao's mother was overjoyed: "Huh? I'm so embarrassed to come and help. Then I thought of their current business, and I couldn't even see a single figure, which didn't let people come over to see the joke, and immediately changed their faces again.