67. Hot

"Uncle, we are all a family, regardless of each other, don't say these disturbing and undisturbing foreign words, besides, the children are here, and we will be lively."

As everyone spoke, they pasted the wallpaper.

The two storefronts are connected together, opening all the fronts of the street, and the inside is spacious and bright, and the tables are neatly arranged, attracting many people on the street to come and watch curiously.

"What is this for?" Someone asked.

Zhao Xiaoling introduced, "Open a rice noodle restaurant, sell boiled rice noodles, cold rice noodles, as well as cold rice shrimp, cold rice noodles and cold rice shrimp two taels of food stamps, a dime a bowl, boiled rice noodles two taels of food stamps, a dime and a half cents a bowl, open tomorrow, welcome to taste." ”

See if everything is ready to go, nothing is missing, and the next day it's ready to really open.

Zhao Xiaoling said: "Uncle, don't go back today, tomorrow our store opens, you stay to help."

Tang Chun thought that the farm was over, and the work in the field was no longer so urgent, so he agreed.

The three children would often come here in the future, and they would have to rearrange a room for them, and if there was an empty one in the attic upstairs, they would let them live there, and in the afternoon, they went to buy a bunk bed, a small folding bed, some bedding, and a desk.

Looking at the newly furnished room, it belonged to them in the future, everyone had their own bed, and the three children were so happy that they laughed and laughed in a heap.

Zhao Yulan and Tang Chun smiled at the door and looked at the three daughters who were smiling unrestrainedly.

Zhao Yulan said: "Look, this is what a child should look like."

In that depressing home before, how could the children have laughed like this.

"I'm sorry, Yulan, in that family, not only the children, you haven't really laughed like now, it's me who is incompetent, now it's okay, as long as you are happy, I will support you in whatever you want." Tang Chun said sincerely.

Early the next morning, the door opened and firecrackers were set off, and the store was officially opened.

At this time, the busy farming season has passed, and people who have been busy at home for more than a month are dressed neatly and dragged their families out to catch the market. That's why this market day is particularly lively.

Now that the production has been contracted to households for more than a year, the state does not restrict buying and selling, and most people can eat and have a little money in their hands, which is much better than before anyway. It's not too unacceptable to finally go to the street and buy a bowl of cold rice noodles for a dime or a bowl of boiled rice noodles for a dime and a half cent.

Zhao Xiaoling's snack bar is the only privately opened small shop, so the business is full, not only is it full, but the two tables outside the store are also full, and there are some waiting in line to buy.

Many passers-by saw that the rice noodle shop here was so lively, and they couldn't help but stop to watch and inquire, and heard that the rice noodles were delicious, better than those in the public canteen, and they were eager to try it, and wanted to try a bowl. So the more lively it is, the more people it attracts. The queues went out into the streets.

This situation is like not wanting money.

Zhao Xiaoling had already estimated that there might be a boom in business, but it was beyond her expectations that it would be so hot.

Grandma, aunt, uncle, and three younger sisters all went into battle, and they were all so busy that they couldn't wait to spare another pair of hands.

Five baskets of rice noodles sold out quickly.

Seeing that it was still early, Zhao Xiaoling asked her uncle to use a cart to go to the public canteen and pull five baskets of rice noodles.