In the evening, the Lin family naturally chattered a lot because of the matter of the Chai family's old house.

But they have already agreed, everything has been brought over, and there is no room for maneuver in this matter.

Probably affected by the old house of the Chai family, in the next few days, everyone's mood was not too high.

The stall has only been set up for ten days, and people from the surrounding streets have already inquired, so business is naturally excellent.

Sometimes, it doesn't take an hour for the father and daughter to buy a hundred bowls of bowls. Even if it's bone broth, there's not a lot left.

However, the work of setting up the stall is done as usual, the business is passable, and the most gratifying thing is that this humble stall has actually accumulated some regular customers.

"Bring me a copy, old two."

Shen Tailing got up early today, and he didn't need a guy to buy it for him, he was already sitting at the table.

Chai Shouxiao saw that it was his old man who came over, and hurriedly smiled and nodded: "Okay, you wait!" As he spoke, he quickly brought out the steaming bowl tray and cut the seasoning.

On the side, Chai Shuiqing also scooped the soup and hurriedly sent it to him.

Regarding the father and daughter's skillful movements now, Shen Tailing nodded with a smile and an unmoving expression.

He can see that although the father and daughter have a small business, they are both sincere.

Looking at the bowl of pork ribs and radish soup piled high, I knew that they didn't make much money selling this, and they thought it was just for the convenience of others.

At this moment, Chai Shuiqing didn't expect that he just added a soup, and some people had a great impression of them.

Shen Tailing wanted to talk to the father and daughter, but the business of their small stall was really good, and the visitors had not stopped, so he couldn't bother.

Putting the six copper plates on the table, Shen Tailing got up and went back to the shop.

Seeing off a group of guests, Chai Shuiqing carried a bucket to the backyard of Qingyuan Study to fetch water and wash dishes.

A few days ago, she had a conversation with the guys in the store, but she didn't expect to meet Shen Tailing coming back, and she happened to hear her words, and she agreed indifferently.

No, every time she needs to wash the dishes, she takes them to the backyard to wash.

Chai Shuiqing had just stepped into the backyard of the study, and a tall man stood in front of the stall.

As soon as Mu Shan came over, his eyes swept over the stall.

But I didn't see that person today, there was a little bit of loss in his eyes, but his hair blocked his emotions, which made people look inrecent.

"The guest officer sits and sits, but there is still a bowl of soup left?"

Chai Shouxiao saw that it was a regular customer, and hurriedly invited the man to sit at the back.

Mu Shan wanted to leave, but hesitated, nodded and strode inside to sit down, but his eyes were looking around, as if looking for something.

"This is yours as a guest officer, please!"

Chai Shouxiao brought the food over, and when he straightened up, he saw his daughter coming back with a wooden barrel, and he hurriedly walked over to take it: "Dad is good to do this, you look ahead." ”

I want to make my daughter more saving, but this kid is used to doing it, and his hands and feet are sometimes faster than him.

Mu Shan, who was picking up chopsticks and holding a bowl holder, heard Chai Shouxiao speak, turned his head to look, and the bowl holder on the chopsticks fell back into the bowl with a click.

His gaze lit up a little after Chai Shuiqing appeared.

The eyes kept staring at her, Chai Shuiqing naturally noticed it, turned his head to look, and saw that it was a guest who often came to eat bowls, so he nodded slightly towards the person, and Chai Shuiqing was busy again.

Mu Shan turned his head unnaturally, lowered his head and ate quickly, as if to hide his embarrassment and joy.

After eating, he paid the copper, and Mu Shan hurried back to the mountain.

Old man Mu was still sitting in the old place weaving his basket, and when he heard the footsteps, he looked up.

"Shan'er, there is food in the pot."