Officer Liao's words seemed to have a miraculous effect, after Song Qingtian returned to the venue, the business that afternoon was really good, and the rest of the previous night, and the crisp noodles made last night, were almost sold out in the evening.

When I got home in the evening, I was tired, and after dinner, I started to make crispy noodles again.

The four of them were busy in an orderly manner, and the sound of talking came from the courtyard.

Lin Qiaoxiang had nothing to do, and when she came to chat with Yang Xiulian in the evening, she saw that the family was busy making crispy noodles in the stove room.

"It's so late, haven't you eaten yet? What is so delicious to make? ”

Lin Qiaoxiang walked into the kitchen as she spoke, and saw Yang Xiulian rolling the dough, Song Qingtian was cutting the dough, Jiang Xiaoyan put the cut dough into boiling water and boiled it, Song Xifeng quickly took the dough and put it in the oil pot.

The four of them cooperated seamlessly, Lin Qiaoxiang smiled and joked: "It's really like a family, if Xiaoyan marries Zephyr, it will be even more like a family." ”

Jiang Xiaoyan suddenly blushed, "Sister-in-law Qiaoxiang, what are you talking nonsense." ”

"Xiaoyan, I didn't say nonsense, everyone came to see, Xiaoyan's face is red."

Jiang Xiaoyan became more and more embarrassed.

Song Xifeng also had a little embarrassment on his face.

Song Qingtian looked at Jiang Xiaoyan's blushing face, and interrupted Lin Qiaoxiang's words with a smile, "Sister-in-law Qiaoxiang, you taste the crispy noodles we made, whether they are delicious or not." ”

Lin Qiaoxiang picked up a piece of fried noodles, tasted it and said, "It's delicious." Just ......"

"Sister-in-law Qiaoxiang, what's wrong, you just say it."

"If this noodle were a little thinner, it would be more delicious and easy to fry."

Song Qingtian looked at the fried noodles, and it was indeed a little thick noodles. In this way, whether it is boiling noodles or frying noodles, it is time-consuming, and the taste is definitely not as fine as it is.

In the previous life, the cross-section of instant noodles was round, but the noodles they make now are very irregular, and the cross-section is almost square.

"It's better if you want to make the noodles round."

Song Qingtian sighed, in this way, not only the noodles are good-looking, but the heating area of the noodles is more uniform, and the color of the fried noodles is more uniform.

Lin Qiaoxiang said: "Sunny day, do you want to make the noodles round?" ”

"Yes, sister-in-law Qiaoxiang, but it seems that only ramen can do it, the noodles are thin, round, and even."

Lin Qiaoxiang smiled: "This is easy, I will ramen." ”

Yang Xiulian glanced at Lin Qiaoxiang and asked, "Qiaoxiang, why don't I know." ”

Lin Qiaoxiang said: "My mother is from the northwest, she can make ramen, so she taught me, I have been eating ramen since I was a child, after marrying Chunsheng, I prefer to eat our southern Henan lasanon, so I rarely make ramen, so many people don't know that I can ramen." ”

Song Qingtian asked, "Sister-in-law Qiaoxiang, can you teach us?" ”

"That's no problem, but I see that the four of you are too busy, I'll help you buy ramen in the future, I'll pull it during the day, and you can come back at night to cook noodles and fry noodles, and I'll teach you when you're free."

"Sister-in-law Qiaoxiang, that's embarrassing."

"What's so embarrassing, sunny day, you are a good girl, help me read and write letters, my sister-in-law is thinking of you in her heart, if I can help you a little, I can feel comfortable."

Selling things during the day and going home to make noodles at night, Song Qingtian felt that everyone was a little tired, and with Lin Qiaoxiang's voluntary help, he not only saved effort, brought technology, but also improved the quality and taste of crispy noodles, Song Qingtian couldn't ask for it.

Lin Qiaoxiang said this, Song Qingtian did not refuse, this woman who is alone at home always misses her husband, and it may be better for her to do a little more

Early in the morning of the second day, Zhu Ming came, saying that he wanted to buy 10 catties of old white dry liquor.

Song Qingtian was puzzled, didn't Han Zheng like to drink this wine? Why did Zhu Ming suddenly come and buy so much.

"Zhu Ming, do you like to drink this kind of wine too?" Song Qingtian couldn't help but ask casually.

Zhu Ming said: "Yes, this is very delicious, so I bought more and went back to drink." ”

Song Qingtian wanted to ask something, Zhu Ming dropped the money and left in a hurry.

Song Qingtian felt that there must be something strange in this, even if Zhu Ming liked to drink, he would buy so much wine at once.

Moreover, Zhu Ming clearly deliberately didn't want to stay longer, as if he was afraid of asking something.

Is there any news from Han Zheng?

Han Zheng bought this wine? He bought so much at once, is it because he wants to leave Sanchuan Town and take it away to drink?

Doubts are questions, work still has to be done, and business still has to be done.

On the way to the Spring Festival venue, Song Qingtian once again found that Jiang Xiaoyan had been staring at the back of the third uncle.

Two days ago, she found that Jiang Xiaoyan looked at the third uncle differently.

Last night, Lin Qiaoxiang jokingly said that when the third uncle married Jiang Xiaoyan, Jiang Xiaoyan was obviously very shy, which was the expression that she liked when someone was just talked.

After Lin Qiaoxiang said that, this morning, Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes were even more enthusiastic, and Song Xifeng didn't know at all.

Song Qingtian thought to herself, Jiang Xiaoyan is a good person, hardworking and practical, and beautiful, and it is good to marry the third uncle.

But this matter can only rely on fate, Jiang Xiaoyan didn't make it clear, Song Qingtian didn't want to intervene in it, maybe one day the third uncle also fell in love with Jiang Xiaoyan, and it was the best thing to do.

On this day, the business of jelly is very good, and the business of crispy noodles is still very good.

Song Qingtian changed her publicity strategy, no longer tasting crispy noodles for free, as long as the children who can sing the advertising nursery rhymes she composed, when they come to buy crispy noodles, they will give more appropriately, which is considered a giveaway.

The effect is very good

"Crisp noodles on sunny days, delicious to see, crispy noodles on sunny days, noodles taste fresher.

Crispy noodles on sunny days, delicious noodles have no choice, crispy noodles on sunny days, not crisp and no money. ”

This children's song can be sung by almost all children between the ages of 5 and 12, and the publicity has radiated to the ten miles and eight towns near the village where the Spring Festival is held.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yang Xiulian and Jiang Xiaoyan were busy in the cold noodle business, Song Qingtian was not idle, he kept selling crispy noodles, weighing and collecting money, and when he was busy, Qin Xiaofei came to the stall and saw that Song Qingtian was busy, so he silently and automatically joined the team to help.

After being idle, Song Qingtian asked about Wang Fengying's situation.

Qin Xiaofei said: "My mother is recovering well, but she doesn't want to spend more money, so she has to be discharged from the hospital, and she was discharged from the hospital yesterday afternoon." ”

"Then you live in a simple house built in the woods at the back of the village?"

"Mmmm, I think it's good, and my mom says it's good."

"Then when are you going to ......?"

Song Qingtian didn't want to mention Qin Xiaofei's work in the black coal kiln, but could he not mention it? If you really want to go, you will never have a chance to meet again.

"I booked a date, and my mother said I'd leave after the equinox."

Song Qingtian counted the days, the spring equinox solar term is the 22nd day of the second month of the lunar calendar, March 22nd of the Gregorian calendar, and the 22nd is also the day when Song Qingtian is going to Guangzhou.

"Then I'm afraid I won't be able to send you, I'm going to Guangzhou on the 22nd."

"Guangzhou? What are you doing in Guangzhou? ”

In Qin Xiaofei's memory, Guangzhou seems to be far away from him, and in the past two years, he has seen a lot of news about Guangzhou from the school newspaper, saying that it is a very prosperous place, and many people go where to make money.

"I'll go over there to see what good things are, go out for a long time, and help Sister Yuhua buy some goods by the way."

Qin Xiaofei thought, Song Qingtian is so smart, if he only goes to have a long experience, he must also make money, thinking of making money, the situation at home instantly fell into his mind.

Song Qingtian saw Qin Xiaofei's face change slightly, thinking that he must have thought of the burden at home and was worried, and suddenly had an idea and said: "Xiaofei, if you want to go to Guangzhou to work, I will help you go to see it first, if you think it's okay, you go to Guangzhou, but don't go to Shanxi Coal Kiln with Zhao Sanmeng." ”

Qin Xiaofei didn't know why, Song Qingtian always dissuaded him from going to work in the coal kiln with Zhao Sanmeng, and he did it last time, but he persuaded him twice this time.

Last time, Qin Xiaofei didn't make it, and Zhao Sanmeng also complained that Qin Tianzhu's words didn't count.

This time, in order to go to the coal kiln, Qin Tianzhu went to ask Zhao Sanmeng, Zhao Sanmeng said that he didn't agree to take Qin Xiaofei there, but someone happened to have something to come back, and the coal kiln lacked people, so Zhao Sanmeng was willing to agree to take Qin Xiaofei there.

This time is not only the opportunity is not easy, but the situation at home, Qin Xiaofei must go, hearing Song Qingtian talk about Guangzhou, Qin Xiaofei also has a trace of longing in his eyes, the place he saw in the news is really prosperous, if he makes money, it will definitely be easy to earn, but he doesn't know when Song Qingtian can give him an answer, how can he wait for time, the family needs money all the time, and the debt-ridden home needs a lot of money to alleviate, and the matter of him following Zhao Sanmeng to the Shanxi coal kiln is urgent.

What's more, Qin Tianzhu has already promised Zhao Sanmeng, this time he will not break his promise, and he will definitely let his son Qin Xiaofei go to the coal kiln with him.

Song Qingtian continued: "Xiaofei, you can consider it, if you want, I will try my best to help you." ”

Song Qingtian really didn't want Qin Xiaofei to say that his young life was swallowed up in bottomless darkness, and he still needed him at home.

Qin Xiaofei didn't immediately express his attitude, and changed the subject and said, "I think you should divide the crispy noodles at home, so that you won't be so busy when you sell them." ”

Song Qingtian didn't think about this problem, one is that there is not enough manpower, and the other is that there is not enough time, just packing seasoning packets every night is very time-consuming, and he can only sell them for the time being, Qin Xiaofei can see this problem in a short time, Song Qingtian feels that he has a talent for business.

Qin Xiaofei said again: "You can also divide the weight of the crispy noodles when you are idle, and it is not easier to weigh them." ”

That's right, Song Qingtian did this, but he was too busy just now, when Qin Xiaofei came, she had already sold out, and Qin Xiaofei didn't see it, but his thinking was so open, which made Song Qingtian cherish his talents, if Qin Xiaofei did business, it would definitely be good.

After a while, another wave of customers rushed to buy crispy noodles.

Qin Xiaofei helped for a while, and when he was about to leave, he asked, "Sunny day, is this crispy noodles really so delicious?" ”

Song Qingtian then remembered that Qin Xiaofei had been here for so long, and she was busy and hadn't let Qin Xiaofei taste the taste of crispy noodles.

took a piece of crispy noodles, sprinkled it with seasonings, and handed it to Qin Xiaofei.

Qin Xiaofei was stunned after taking a bite, he had never eaten this crispy and spicy taste, it was so delicious, and the taste was not good, no wonder so many people came to buy it.

Song Qingtian said: "If the dough is crumbled, it is mixing seasonings, which is more delicious." ”

Qin Xiaofei looked at the small piece of crispy noodles left in his hand, and thought to himself, such a delicious thing, if only her mother could taste it, she has been sick for so long and has never eaten anything good.

"Sunny day, you can help me weigh two taels, I want to buy it back for my mother to taste it."

Song Qingtian casually picked up a relatively large piece of crispy noodles, wrapped it in paper, and put the seasoning package wrapped in advance.

"Xiaofei, you can take it back and give it to Aunt Feng Ying to eat, I don't have time to see Aunt Feng Ying when she is sick these days, this is what I gave her."

Qin Xiaofei didn't answer, this time Wang Fengying's sudden illness made him know how important money is, how difficult it is to earn money, and how helpless it is to have no money.

It is not easy for Song Qingtian to do business, he is a man, he has hands and feet, how could he ask for her things for nothing.

Qin Xiaofei took out the money from his pocket and said: "Friendship is friendship, business is business, this can't be mixed together, you care about my mother, I have received it in my heart, this money is what you deserve for doing business, you have to accept it." ”

Qin Xiaofei can have such thoughts, which makes Song Qingtian feel that he is a person suitable for business, and this truth is not even understood by Song Xifeng, the third uncle who has been following him.

More and more, Song Qingtian didn't want Qin Xiaofei to go to the coal kiln to die.

Before leaving, Song Qingtian once again instructed Qin Xiaofei to consider going to Guangzhou to work, no matter what, let him stay away from Zhao Sanmeng first, and stay away from the threat to his life caused by the black coal kiln where Zhao Sanmeng was located.