Mu Yao said goodbye to Gu Dongqing's brothers and sisters at the city gate, agreed on the time to go back in the afternoon, and went to North Street.

He didn't say anything from beginning to end, but he gave people a sense of calm and reliability.

Gu Dongqing explained: "Mu Yao will bring the prey he has caught every once in a while and sell it on North Street to subsidize his family. ”

Gu Nansang bowed: "It is not easy for him to live alone. ”

The two of them still went to the location of West Street yesterday, paid two cents, set up the stall, and soon someone came forward to ask.

With yesterday's prosperity and reputation, today's business is much smoother. But although Gu Nansang has made a splash and said that the hot sauce is an ancestral recipe, because of the special geographical location of Anping City, many people are still not used to the taste of the hot sauce, so the radish cake sells well, and there is still a lot of hot sauce left.

"Brother, you watch first, I'm nearby, just come when you go."

Gu Dongqing took care of the stall in an orderly manner, and after getting along for a while, he also knew that his sister was a measured person, so he didn't ask much, nodded, and handed her a few spare copper plates.

Gu Nansang took it, went out to the alley on the side, and walked to a bridge in the city.

This place does not belong to the center of the city, and there are few pedestrians, but because it is the main seller of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, all the people passing by are readers. Spring is still early, the sun is not warm, they are already a paper fan, from time to time unfolded, revealing the ink treasure on the fan, looking quite elegant.

There is a tent set up on the side of the bridge, which is a shop selling noodles, and the wind blows the flag, and on the flag with a red cloth bottom, there is a face word written on it.

Gu Nansang's eyes lit up, and he walked over.

The noodle shop is run by two husband and wife, looking in their early forties, there are few customers in the shop, only one or two in the corner.

"Guest, what do you use?" The proprietress stepped forward to greet her cordially, although she could see that Gu Nansang was dressed shabbyly, the smile in her eyes did not change.

Gu Nansang asked her what she had, and ordered a bowl of the cheapest Yangchun noodles.

In the Yangchun noodles in the small shop, the soup is naturally not a broth, at most the seasoning is washed with boiling water, and the white and tender noodles are served.

However, the proprietress looked at the little girl's small body, and deliberately added two green vegetable leaves.

Gu Nansang looked at the noodles in the bowl, but didn't move the chopsticks, just took out two pennies and put them on the table, and said, "Boss, I invite you to eat noodles today." ”

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You little girl, early in the morning, how can you make fun of me?" ”

Having said that, she had an excellent temperament, and she didn't look annoyed, but sat down curiously, pushed the noodle bowl in the direction of Gu Nansang, and said with a smile: "Eat it quickly, it's not delicious when it's cold." ”

Gu Nansang also smiled, and then she put a small jar of chili sauce that she had been carrying in her arms on the table, opened it, picked a corner with chopsticks, put it in the noodle soup, and stirred it gently.

The originally clear noodle soup was suddenly covered with a layer of red oil, and there were sesame seeds and chili pepper particles floating there, which looked very appetizing.

"You taste?" Gu Nansang said and pushed the bowl back.

The proprietress was suspicious, did not move, and wondered: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"This is my ancestral secret hot sauce." Gu Nansang said: "It's very fragrant, you can know it when you take a bite." ”

The proprietress was surprised: "Little girl, how can this chili pepper be eaten in the noodles?" ”

"Can you try it?" Gu Nansang said sincerely.

She is young, white and tender and good-looking, without the rustic atmosphere of a peasant child, with a pair of clear big eyes sincere and serious, and she has no disgust to see the upright proprietress without any disgust.

The proprietress paused, finally picked up the chopsticks, picked a wisp, and tasted a small bite.

Gu Nansang looked at her expectantly.

The proprietress had an eye lit up, she turned back, went to the stove and took a small spoon, and soon came back and took a bite of the noodle soup.

"Lao Liu, come quickly!" She hurriedly shouted to her husband, who was napping by the stove.

Lao Liu heard his wife's call, walked over, and tasted noodles according to his words.

When he learned what had happened, he looked at Gu Nansang and said, "Little girl, I know that you are young and it is not easy to do business for your family. Although we are a small business, it is not easy to do it, but we can't buy your hot sauce. ”

Gu Nansang smiled and said, "Uncle Liu, I know what you mean. People here are not used to eating spicy, but in Youzhou, eating spicy food is a common thing. I don't want you to buy it, if you can trust me, I'll give you this jar of chili, and if you have a spicy meal, you can put some in it. ”

"This ......" Lao Liu hesitated.

The proprietress was straightforward and fast-talked, and answered: "I look good, even if no one eats it, I like it, I buy it, and I can't let you give it away for nothing." ”

Gu Nansang didn't expect that she actually liked this taste, and her heart was relieved at the moment, and she shook a mouthful of white teeth and said: "No need Aunt Liu, since you like it, it can be regarded as our fate, and I will give you this hot sauce." ”

"In addition, I have some small proposals, although I don't know if they can bring benefits to the two of you, but I also want to be cheeky and ask for a lottery." Gu Nansang said, taking out a note from his sleeve.

It's a couplet.

The upper link is, the body and mind are the same, and the lower link is, the five flavors of life are complete, horizontal, and comprehensive.

Lao Liu's expression became more solemn: "Little girl, is your family a scholar?" ”

Gu Nansang was waiting for this sentence, she smiled shyly, and said a little shyly: "My father is Xiucai, a teacher in the village." ”

As soon as these words came out, the old couple suddenly looked at her differently.

Shinong industry and commerce, now in the country of Tianqi, the status of scholars is extremely lofty.

As soon as they heard that Gu Nansang's father was famous, and the handwriting on this couplet was really good, the two believed most of them.

At the moment, I didn't bother with the problem of hot sauce anymore, accepted the couplet, thanked her for the hot sauce again, and the two sent her away with a smile.

Gu Nansang was actually not very sure before she came, she had also observed the shops of these two couples a few times, and she could see that the location here was not good, and the scholars were vassals and elegant, and they rarely ate at this kind of roadside stall, and they all went to restaurants that advertised famous poems and paintings. Liu Ji's noodle shop business was not very good, and it was not until today that Gu Nansang decided to make a move.

Although he borrowed the false name of his deceased father, at this time and then, Gu Nansang was confident in his hot sauce.

What she wanted to promote was never a turnip pie.

Although it tastes good, it has a high chance of being copied, and over time, it will make people feel greasy, no different from ordinary street snacks. At the beginning, the original intention was just to get through the embarrassing situation of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

This method can be done for a while, but it will not work for a long time, you can only make a living, and you want to have no worries about food and clothing, and it is still very early.

Gu Nansang returned to West Street and helped Gu Dongqing sell the remaining radish cakes.

She carried the basket on her back, and there were two radish cakes left by Gu Dongqing, one for Mu Yao and one for the late bell.

Yesterday, I bought the degree, and the brother and sister didn't stay any longer, and seeing that the sky was about the same, they went to the city gate to wait for Mu Yao.

But he saw Mu Yao leading the horse, standing outside the city gate with his head down, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Mu Yao sold out so quickly?" Gu Dongqing was slightly surprised.

Gu Nansang glanced at it, and suddenly pulled his brother's sleeve.

On the cart, two hares, one pheasant, were still lying bloodied.

Gu Dongqing also saw it, and immediately restrained his expression and approached quickly.

"Mu Yao, this ......"

"Nothing." Mu Yao said in a low voice: "It's not for sale today, let's go." ”

Gu Nansang knew after a little thought that someone was deliberately embarrassed.

The people who wander around the North Street are reckless men, and the raw poultry there sells very happily, and the traders like to go there to buy it. Although Mu Yao is tall, he is immature after all, and he is not good at words, those old fritters only play him as a half-grown child, refuse to offer high prices, and blindly squeeze him.

If Mu Yao compromises, the neighboring hunters will have another opinion, accusing him of lowering the market price, and there is even a faint threat in his words.

Throughout the ages, the twists and turns between peers are generally similar.

"Brother Mu Yao, how much do you sell for this chicken?"

Mu Yao raised his eyes and looked at Gu Nansang, and said, "Fifteen for chickens and twenty for rabbits." ”

It's already cheap indeed.

Gu Nansang looked at Gu Dongqing.

Gu Dongqing understood, took out the money bag from his arms, ordered fifteen wen, and said, "Mu Yao, let's buy a chicken." ”

Although Mu Yao was silent, he was not wooden, knowing that this was the intention of the two brothers and sisters to help him, he shook his head and refused: "No need, I'll come back tomorrow." ”

"Brother Mu Yao, I haven't eaten chicken for a long time, and I want to taste it." Gu Nansang pushed the money over and said with a smile: "Don't shirk it." ”

Gu Dongqing also looked encouraging.

Seeing the truth in adversity, Mu Yao saw them like this, his heart was hot, and he no longer shirked at the moment, took over the ten copper plates, cherished them in his arms, and said that he was not willing to accept the rest.

Gu Dongqing had no choice but to give up.

After getting off the car at the entrance of the village, Gu Dongqing took out the radish cake tied with lotus leaves in the back basket again, and said, "Mu Yao, this is made by Nansang himself, you can take it to pad your stomach." ”

"That's it, I can't ride in your car for nothing today." Gu Nansang jumped down neatly from the car and stood behind Gu Dongqing with a smile.

Mu Yao accepted it in the end, looking at his distant back, the brother and sister looked at each other, and they both felt sorry.

As usual, Gu Dongqing went home, and Gu Nansang took another package of radish cakes to Houshan Zhongshengwan's house.

Unfortunately, today, Dr. Zhong, who has not seen the head and tail of the dragon, is still not at home.

Gu Nansang sighed, brought a small basket at the door, pulled the grass and put it inside, put in the radish cake, covered it with a small dustpan, and turned to leave.

When I returned home, I saw that the window and door of the west wing room were wide open, Gu Dongqing was writing on the table in front of the bed, and Zhou Qingxiao was standing on one side, bending down from time to time, pointing on the paper.

Gu Nansang's eyes narrowed slightly.

I've lost my memory, but I haven't forgotten my knowledge?

It happened that Zhou Qingxiao raised his eyes and saw her.

The man instantly raised a smile, like a night of pear blossoms blooming, the spring breeze blowing on his face, blowing a pool of blue waves, washing thousands of willow leaves and silk, light and clean, white snow in spring, dazzling.

It's a pity that Gu Nansang is blind and blind, and he doesn't appreciate the charm at all.

"Cousin, come out and help me pluck chicken feathers!"

"......" Zhou Qingxiao's eyes twitched.