Finally learned how to make snacks, Chai Shouxiao was a little eager to try.

He looked at the girl who was cleaning up the kitchen, and couldn't help but ask her, "Nier, where are we in this stall?" ”

Speaking of this, Chai Shouxiao was also a little worried.

After all, setting up a stall in the town is not a simple matter, and it is not easy to find a suitable location, not to mention that they don't have any background and no people they know to support, so they have to be cautious when setting up a stall in the town.

Chai Shuiqing wiped his hands and gave Chai Shouxiao a reassuring look: "Dad, don't worry, I've already thought about the place, and it's set at the market." ”

Bazaar?

Chai Shouxiao didn't expect his daughter to even think about this, and her worried brows were unconsciously smoothed out.

"The bazaar is good, and there are a lot of people."

smiled, Chai Shouxiao said very face-savingly.

Chai Shuiqing also knew that he could only be relieved by making a decision earlier, so he carried his things out of the kitchen and greeted him while walking: "I'll go out, if my father is fine, think about whose house to change buckwheat noodles!" ”

After walking a few steps, Chai Shuiqing turned his head and added: "By the way, there are also those spices, you have to choose a reliable place to buy them!" ”

Before Chai Shouxiao could ask anything, he saw his daughter quickly discharged from the hospital.

At this end, Chai Shuiqing also remembered the matter of finding a location, and when it was noon, there were not many people on the street at this time, so she walked to the market.

The market usually opens before midnight and cools down until noon.

And when Chai Shuiqing passed, what he saw was a deserted street.

The dilapidated bazaar is a little more modest and dirty than the bustling main street, but it is also the most populated place in the whole of Qingyang Town, and it is also the most visited place in most places.

The market is inevitably noisy, but it is quiet after hours.

Chai Shuiqing looked at the people on the side of the road who were about to close the stalls, and in many places around, it could be seen that there were already people who had set up stalls, because the ground was not clean.

Frowning slightly, Chai Shuiqing continued to walk inside.

The market is near the main street where you sell groceries, and further inside, you'll find the big market.

There are grain and oil shops in it, and there are cloth shops or something, but the store is very small. There are more alleys selling chickens, ducks, fish and meat, and everyone has their own storefronts, and they can also display goods outside.

The smell in the bazaar is a little bigger, but there are also those that specialize in food when they leave the places where livestock are sold.

Just after walking a street and passing by an alley, Chai Shuiqing saw an extremely clean stall on the left side of the second alley.

Coincidentally, there was a small stall owner cleaning up next to the empty stall, looking sad, as if it had not opened.

When he got closer, Chai Shuiqing realized that the other party was selling dry goods.

"Uncle, how do you sell this little dried fish?"

When he spoke, Chai Shuiqing did not squint, and carefully selected the dried fish in a small basket.

probably didn't expect that there would be business at this time, and the young man of Chai Shui was small, and his voice was crisp, so the old man who bought dry goods looked up unexpectedly and met Chai Shuiqing's bright eyes.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and said dryly: "Xiaoyu is twenty pounds!" Twenty-five texts of dried fish. ”

Chai Shuiqing felt that the price was not expensive, and it was good for his body to eat this thing, so he nodded: "I want all these small dried fish, and I also want three big dried fish, I want more, can I have less?" ”

The first time he saw such a cheerful guest, if the old man hadn't seen that Chai Shuiqing didn't have a joking look on his face, he would probably think that someone's child was making trouble.

"Do you really want it? Can you call the shots when you buy this thing? ”