Qingzhi woke up at the third watch the next day, and I don't know why.

It's as if her body knows that she should wake up in the third watch to do a small food business.

After a brief wash, she puts the wood in the oven to light it and preheats it, and then goes to mix the noodles.

Although she was a fat girl before the crossing, Aoeda had very little strength, and she was thinking about whether to divide the noodles several times, a little bit at a time, but she didn't know why, and her intuition told her that she could.

So the green branches and a large pot full of noodles, and the process is very easy.

Could it be that the original owner made a living by making noodles? Selling steamed buns?

Make the filling, wrap the eyebrows, put it in the oven to bake, take it out and cool it and then bake the next batch, the whole process is smooth and in one go.

After making the two large plaques with eyebrow crisps, Aoeda looked at her hands suspiciously, she felt that these two hands had muscle memory for noodles and baked things, such as when reaching into the oven, the hands would open sideways to avoid being burned, as if they had experience in this area before.

I don't know what's going on? Forget it, settle down first, and then have a chance to look into it later.

Song Qingzhi walked behind Ji Xiyun with two large plaques and eyebrows, selling along the street, because it was the first time to test the water sales, so he was not in the store, but took the initiative to go out to market.

The bamboo plaque is round, and the flat arm is also bamboo, and the two ends of the walk are heavy and move up and down, and it is difficult to pick at a glance, Qingzhi was originally worried that it would splash her eyebrows, but no, she stepped on the rhythm of the flat shoulder, fast and steady, as if she was born to carry a burden!

Well, the original body is about the same as Wu Dalang, and he is made into cooking cakes and sold them?

Ji Xiyun took Qingzhi around a few nearby streets, and the customers of the dim sum shop were basically in this range, and everyone knew her.

The epidemic is coming to an end, and many people are already walking on the streets, and the eyebrows are sold out in the evening.

Qingzhi sighed in his heart, "Liangzhou City still has strong purchasing power!" After sighing, I felt strange, I didn't do a small business before I crossed, how do I know if Liangzhou City's purchasing power is strong?

This is about the sequelae of the seizure, the muscle memory of the original body is still there, and the knee-jerk reaction is still there.

Autumn is gradually coming, the weather is cooling, the epidemic is slowly no longer raging, people who escaped death seem to enjoy life like revenge, high-level enjoyment Song Qingzhi does not understand, but according to the proprietress said that in the past, dim sum was generally bought and given away, and few people had nothing to buy a bunch of them to eat by themselves, but now people who buy eyebrow crisps are bought back to eat by themselves.

Many people can't wait to go home and eat it as soon as they buy it.

"Great, boss, after the disaster, everyone thinks it's better to spend the money quickly, it's good for business!"

"Don't talk like that, how naughty! I'd rather there be no disaster than bad business. ”

Qingzhi stuck out his tongue, a little embarrassed.

Now the dim sum shop sells eyebrow crisps every day, Ji Xiyun relies on memory, groping to make relatively simple pastries such as white sugar cake and brown sugar hair cake, the business is okay, after Pan Sanlai made trouble once, Ji Xiyun went to cry in front of the patriarch, and the people of the Pan family never came again.

Qingzhi felt quite comfortable, Ji Xiyun never put the boss's score in front of her, including food and housing, although the salary was not much, but Qingzhi didn't buy anything.

In the evening of this day, the inventory was sold out, and the old woman moved to dinner, and the two ate under the eaves.

Ji Xiyun clipped a piece to the green branch: "It's autumn, mutton tonifies the body, eat more!" ”

Aoeda promised to put the meat in his mouth, and the taste was familiar.

A sour feeling suddenly rose in her heart for no apparent reason, and tears flowed down without warning.

"Qingzhi, what's wrong with you?!" Ji Xiyun was startled.

Qingzhi was no less surprised than Ji Xiyun, how could he shed tears?! But she quickly calmed down: "Huh...... It's okay, it's delicious! I was moved to tears! ”

Ji Xiyun glared at her slightly, and said, "Don't be reckless, are you homesick?" Although you have amnesia, maybe this mutton was made for you by your mother before. ”

"Maybe."

The mother who crossed the front green branch didn't like to cook beef and mutton, and she was disgusted.

Maybe there was someone who was very important to the original body who often made her lamb stew? Ah, it's annoying, I don't want to.

The dim sum shop is open every day, and Qingzhi has never had the opportunity to go out for sightseeing, although Ji Xiyun often says that Liangzhou is the most prosperous place in the world, but this area seems to be general, but I heard that there is a very heroic heavenly street, but Qingzhi has never been there.

Every day, the sky is bright, the voice of the dawner under the window wakes up Qingzhi, the autumn morning is cold, she is greedy for the warmth of the quilt, always have to lie in bed for a while before getting up.

Get dressed and go to the kitchen, pour a little warm water from the stove all night into the basin, go back to the room to wash, and then start busy with the oven, flour, stuffing, etc.

Pan Ba had always been very fond of Ji Xiyun before she died, so she had a very simple personality and still had the naïve fantasy of a girl.

On this day, the two of them sat behind the counter of the store, and Ji Xi Yuntuo looked at the street blankly for a long time, and sighed: "I really don't know how many intimate couples have been broken up. ”

Qingzhi nodded heavily, there was no effective prevention and treatment of plague in ancient times, I heard that this time the plague was quite good, if it was serious, it might be ten cities and nine empty.

But the proprietress was not happy and had to comfort her.

Qingzhi got along for a while, and knew that Ji Xiyun did not mean to keep the festival for life, so he said: "Intimate husband and wife, break up, and find it in a few years, it's the same, anyway, no one is anyone's only, and people who are about the same can have feelings when they get along slowly." ”

Otherwise, how could Avenues be so popular after marriage?

Ji Xiyun was taken aback: "Do you really think so?" Although she thought about remarrying, she didn't forget Pan Ba.

"Yes, how long can the relationship between lovers last? It should fade in a few years, right? There is no such thing as love. "Qingzhi has never been in love before the crossing, and he has never had a heart-warming feeling for people, and he always feels that love is just like that, like a cold, and it will be fine after a while.

"Not really! Where is it like a cold?! Ji Xiyun was a little angry.

Seeing Song Qingzhi's expression of 'okay, good, I have nothing to say', she gave an example: "You forgot what I told you a few days ago? There was a little offspring who went to the mass grave outside the city, looking for his good body, crying and looking for a few days and nights! Isn't this love?! ”

I haven't forgotten the big guy, this incident moved you so much that you don't want it, I said it several times a day, how could I forget?

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, I remember! A little girl came to Liangzhou to work, oh no, to make a living, to die here, her lover from ...... From ......"

"Azusus!"

"Yes, Zizhou rushed here, but he couldn't see the last face, and went to the grave outside the city to dig graves everywhere, trying to find the horror of her body...... No, touching story. ”

Ji Xiyun showed a very fascinated look: "I don't know how sad this little descendant is in my heart!" ”

"How do you know it's a little offspring? Maybe it's an uncle. ”

"No, it won't!" Ji Xiyun was really anxious, and his willow eyebrows raised: "It's a very handsome little offspring!" ”

"You saw it with your own eyes?"

"No...... But everyone says he's handsome! Dark hair and snow skin! ”

Qingzhi's heart moved, and he felt as if he had seen such a person, but he didn't think much about it, so he just said lightly: "Well, everyone says Jun, probably because if you are not handsome, no one likes to hear this story." ”

"Qingzhi, you are too hard-hearted!"