The alarm went off, it was still dark outside, and the rain had stopped. The uncle's house on the opposite side had already made a fuss, and across a mountain col, the aunt's cursing could be faintly heard.

Heng Qiao opened his eyes in a daze, rubbed his eyes, got up in a hurry, and quickly put on his clothes. She didn't alarm her mother and little sister, and after washing up in a hurry, she quietly came to the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, the seventh uncle and seventh aunt also got up, and the two didn't say much, and were busy moving things out of the stall.

There is dry firewood in the countryside, and Uncle Seven will set up a pot on the temporary stove outside and light the firewood after a while.

Hengqiao enlarged the soaked japonica rice, black plum and rock sugar into the pot and covered with a lid.

After dawn, she unveiled the gauze of the steamer, and the steamed buns made last night fermented naturally, all of them were white and chubby, and Hengqiao hurriedly set up the steamer, and Aunt Seven helped to light the fire.

The steamed buns came out of the cage twenty minutes later, and the porridge was boiled at this time, and the pumpkin pie was also fried dozens of them. On the road, villagers who were about to go to work passed by one after another, and some people turned around on bicycles. Heng Qiao rolled up his sleeves, stood on the side of the stall and shouted: "Sell porridge!" Sell steamed buns! Sell pumpkin pie! ”

"Old Seven, the business is getting bigger and bigger!" A dozen people gathered around the small stalls.

"Haha, this is Qiao Meizi's business, she will move over there tomorrow, and my old house will be rented to them!" Uncle Seven replied happily.

"Yo, Qiao Mei can also pancakes! What kind of bread is this? ”

Aunt Qi replied enthusiastically: "This is pumpkin pie, Qiaomei's craftsmanship!" ”

Hengqiao pancakes and replied crisply: "Pumpkin pie with bean paste!" Two cents a piece! Soft and sweet, but these days diarrhea can not eat, diarrhea pro-eat steamed bread and plum rock sugar porridge, steamed bread three cents a large, thief big, black plum rock sugar porridge shengjin quenching thirst, astringent intestine antidiarrheal, is the best medicine after the initial recovery of dysentery, today is vegetarian porridge, three cents a bowl! ”

"Qiao Mei is generous!"

"It's still dry!"

"That's how to attract people, I used to be a stuffy fart!"

"Haha, look at what you said!"

"Qiaomei, here are four pumpkin pies and two steamed buns!"

"Hey!" Hengqiao used chopsticks to sandwich four cakes, rolled them in the white sugar, and then sandwiched two steamed buns and packed them in small bags.

The villagers talked and laughed, and the stalls became lively after a while. Today, many uncles and uncles are going to work, and they don't bring their own dishes and chopsticks, so Aunt Qi moved out all the dishes and chopsticks at home.

She helped collect the money and asked enthusiastically, "How does it taste?" ”

"Not bad, not bad! The pumpkin pie is fragrant and soft, with a lot of fillings and a good grasp of the heat! ”

"The black plum and japonica rice porridge is also delicious, it's the first time I've drunk it, it's sweet and sour, appetizing!"

There was a long queue in front of the stall, there were people who came to buy porridge, men who were ready to go to work, and women who got up early to buy odds and ends in the store, and saw fragrant pumpkin pie and white flour steamed buns, and by the way, they brought a few home for the children to eat.

It's summer vacation now, the children haven't started school, Hengqiao is thinking in his heart, when the children start school, there are more varieties here, and the business should be better.

"Aunt Seven, Qiao Mei is wearing Lu Yu's shirt, are you planning to accept Qiao Mei as your daughter-in-law?"

Grandma Liu San in the village has the most gossipy mouth, she just came over, and when she saw Hengqiao, she joked loudly, this concern made Hengqiao speechless.