Seeing that Hemai was so excited, Rokuro couldn't help but nod and praise her idea, "It's indeed okay to make some articles on the cloth banner." As long as you can attract some customers in the early stage, it will not be a problem for business to boom in the later stage. ”

The craftsmanship of the wheat is laid out here, and one person comes to their stall to eat early, and it reaches the ears of the second person, and then it spreads ten, and ten and hundred......

He Mai didn't dare to imagine how prosperous his business would be, but seeing that Rokuro was so supportive, he was moved in his heart, and he was busy handling the pretense of the cloth.

The previous banner was made in Qinghe Town, but this time the incident was in a hurry and there was no time to rush there. It just so happened that there were still some scraps of cloth at home, so He Mai went to Qin's place and pulled mountain grass to help, and this day was busy.

Qin's and Shancao's dexterity were responsible for sewing it according to the pattern of the flower cloth cut by Hemai, and the progress was also very fast.

The three of them hurried to work, and finally made the guide cloth when it was completely dark.

The long cloth move, the three big characters of "porridge and bun shop" in black letters on the bottom of the flower with arrows, is exactly what Hemai had envisioned before, if it is horizontal on the wall near the stall tomorrow, it will be very conspicuous.

He Mai looked at this trick and was very satisfied.

"Shancao, thank you for your hard work." She smiled and thanked the mountain grass, "I'll go to my house for dinner in a while." ”

Shancao waved his hand absently, "Thank you!" It's not a busy thing when the sesame seeds are bigger! I don't need to have dinner, I know that you have to get up before dawn tomorrow, how can I still bother you? When you've earned money, it's not too late to invite me to eat well! ”

After a few words with He Mai, Shancao hurried back for dinner.

Qin's instructed He Mai a few words, telling her to be careful when she went to the stall tomorrow, if she didn't have any business, don't be sad, where is there a good start to business?

He Mai responded one by one, telling the Qin family not to worry about her, and to take care of her body.

At present, although Hemai has to go back and forth to Qinglu Village every day, the location is not far away, and the time to go out is too early, and it is not yet noon to come back every day.

When she returned home, He Mai saw that Rokuro at home was already helping her prepare the things she needed for the next day.

Rice, HONG beans, peanuts, which need to be soaked and cleaned, have been laid in wooden basins, while cabbage, radishes, etc. have also been washed and peeled, and even the bamboo rat meat has been chopped into meat filling, only seasoning.

And the steamer on the stove has already heated up a simple but delicious dinner.

Seeing what these Rokuro had prepared, Hemai was extremely moved.

Rokuro is the man behind her, silent and majestic, always helping Hemai at the right time, no matter what she is doing, Rokuro will always find a way to lighten her burden.

These silent but warm things, Rokuro has done many times. But in Hemai's eyes, this time Liulang moved her the most.

The matter of opening a porridge stall was proposed by her first, which is obviously a hard job that is not sure whether it can make money, but it must be hard work.

In the past, Rokuro didn't agree to her because he was afraid that she would work too hard.

After agreeing to set up a porridge stall, Liulang did the most: asking people to inquire, making porridge buckets and rack cars, and buying utensils with her.

She has experienced life and death with him, and has also experienced the smell of fireworks, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in ordinary days, he is one of the few men she knows, and he is also the man she has made up her mind to accompany for the rest of her life.

She has long decided that Rokuro is her reliance, and it will also be the warmth of her life.

"You're back, and you've got the banner?" Rokuro came out of the back room and saw Hemai come back, with a smile on his face.

The sleeves on his arms were slightly rolled up, revealing his strong arms, and he was holding a pair of dishes and chopsticks, looking relaxed and warm.

"It's done." He Mai replied softly, but grabbed Rokuro's arm and refused to let him go.

"Are you hungry? I'm going to serve dinner," Rokuro thought Hemai was playing with him, and reached out and scratched her nose, "You can go to bed early after eating early." After a while, you will boil the porridge, and I will help you watch the fire. ”

"No, you go to sleep, I'll just watch." He Mai hugged Liulang lingeringly, resting his chin on his neck, "The porridge stall is what I want to run myself, why do you want to do everything now?" It seems like I'm useless. ”

"What nonsense," Rokuro smiled, "I can't help you with much, I can't do these things like making steamed buns, boiling porridge, adjusting the heat, where can I help you with everything?" ”

He tapped Hemai's head, "You little girl, you have such kung fu and cranky thoughts, why don't you go to the room and sit and rest." Okay, go back to the house and sit down, I'll go serve dinner. ”

He Mai obediently agreed, went into the back room, and watched Liulang bring the same food, and thoughtfully picked up the food in her bowl and poured hot water.

Rokuro was so attentive that He Mai couldn't help but think distractedly, how good it would be if such days could last forever?

Even if you don't want to be rich and rich, such a long time and plain warmth are enough to make people cherish a lifetime.

……

……

A few hours later, when Hemai was sleepy-eyed and preparing to cook hot porridge, Lin Hemiao also quietly got up from the bed in Lijiazhuang, Yong'an Town, dozens of miles away.

She glanced at Li Zheng, who was sleeping like a dead pig in the bed with a snoring sound like thunder, and her eyes were as indifferent as ice.

Dressed on the ground, she was dressed in a crescent white nightgown outlined by gold threads, and her whole person was extremely graceful and beautiful.

Out of the door, in front of the mahogany grain gold table in the small hall, the maid served tea, and whispered something in her ear, and then a short man was introduced.

Lin Hemiao glanced at the short man's somewhat tense body, frowned, hooked his fingers, and motioned for him to step forward.

The short man looked very worried, and after hesitating, he slowly stood beside Lin Hemiao.

"Anyway, what you found out." Lin Hemiao's red lips opened lightly and said lightly.

"That's it, early yesterday morning, Lin Hemai and Yang Liulang went to the Qinglu Village Market, as if they wanted to go out to set up breakfast, but they heard that they didn't say hello to the street division, and they came back again because the procedures were not complete......"

The short man chattered and said, no matter how big or small, he was a little dry and swallowed his saliva, and then said: "That's it, there's nothing else." ”

Lin Hemiao shook the tea in the cup slightly, and asked coldly, "What about the woman who came to the Yang family before?" ”

"It's been sent away." The man replied.

"Have they ever been to the pharmacy in the town these days? Have you ever bought those medicinal herbs" Lin Hemiao's voice was low and greasy, like a bird's cry in the forest on weekdays.

"No, when you say that you want to buy medicinal herbs, they haven't even been to the door of the pharmacy, and besides, Lin Hemai doesn't look like a ...... Someone who has something wrong with his head and wants to take those medicines. The short man replied, thought for a moment, and hurriedly said, "But the Lang Zhong in the village now has a very close relationship with them, do you want to ......?"

"All staring!" Lin Hemiao coldly ordered, "Send a few people to keep an eye on Lin Hemai's porridge shop, and when appropriate, you can give some 'care'!" ”

"Yes!"