Hearing a few regular customers say that the cooking biscuits of the "Cooking Cake Xi Shi" are bad, if there is no soup and water, it will be difficult to swallow, Su Qingluan is curious to go to the opposite side, and wants to buy a cooking cake to taste.

Seeing that it was Su Qingluan, the lady was busy pushing and shoving and didn't want money: "Hey, I can buy three of my cakes in Erwen, and I just drank that big bowl of soup for nothing, and you didn't ask for money!" ”

Su Qingluan refused: "You have what you say, then how can you count your kindness of helping my family catch that pickpocket?" Speaking of which, my family only gave you a bowl of soup, which is really unusual. ”

Xi Niangzi is a person who "is strong when she is strong", when she encounters an ordinary land hooligan, or a very unreasonable trickster, she can immediately scold the past without repeating it, if others become more serious, she can stage a full martial arts.

But when she met an honest and reasonable person like the Su family, she was at a loss and didn't know what to do, Su Qingluan said this, but she snorted: "Eh, it's not a big deal, it's just a help." ”

Su Qingluan insisted on giving her the money: "Everyone is in a small business, who is easy?" ”

Xi Niangzi sighed: "Little lady, if you don't miss the price of this penny or two, you should take two steps to the flax cooking cake on the street, the cooking cake made by that family is soft and fragrant, and it is much better than my dry one." ”

The thin old man selling melons next to him shook his head: "You said that you are a woman, and other families can't wait to trick a few more people to come and buy it, why do you still push the guests out?" ”

Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Mrs. Xi is a real person, besides, if she ruins her reputation, who will patronize the business in the future?" What's more, Mrs. Xi also understands that if she can come to her house to buy cooking cakes, she doesn't pay attention to the taste and texture.

Su Qingluan took a bite of the oiled paper and chewed it in his mouth.

This cookcake is indeed drier than others, but it is more chewy, and it is obvious that the dough is not in place. But this taste is ......

When Su Qingluan was eating the cooking cakes at Xi Niangzi's house, the old man selling melons next to him was still muttering: "This cooking cake is a little dry, otherwise you should go drink some water and loosen it, little baby." ”

Xi Niangzi hurriedly turned around and wanted to bring Su Qingluan a bowl of water, Su Qingluan hurriedly stalked her neck, and swallowed the cooking cake in her mouth, choking her throat a little painfully.

But she didn't care about this trivial matter, and hurriedly said to Mrs. Xi: "Why don't you change the way you cook cakes?" As she spoke, she muttered a few words in Su Niangzi's ear.

"Can that thing be brushed on a cookcake?" Xi Niangzi was skeptical.

"It's fine when it's hot." Su Qingluan was very sure. With that, she turned around and went back to her stall.

"Big girl, what are you going to do? Come and help take the bowl to the back and wash it. Yang and her husband were busy spinning tops, and they were relieved to see that their eldest daughter had finally returned.

Su Qingluan took a stack of bowls and blinked mysteriously: "Send the money." With that, he hummed a little tune that didn't make a melody, and walked towards the well behind him.

said that on the other side of the road, the old man selling melons next to him was a little curious about what Su Qingluan said to Xi Niangzi, but Xi Niangzi did not answer. She was carefully recalling Su Qingluan's words to her.

Generally speaking, for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, most people don't pay too much attention to it. But Xi Niangzi intuitively felt that Su Qingluan's words couldn't frame her, so she decided to try it according to Su Qingluan's words.

A few days later.

Yang served the soup to the guests who handed over the numbered wooden signs next to him, and stabbed her husband who was collecting the accounts next to him: "I said that I am in charge, you look at the business of the Xi Shi family on the opposite side, I look much better than before." ”

Su Guangfu didn't think about it so much, pulled the copper plate in his hand, counted the logarithms, and put it in the box below: "Didn't you say before that our family's water soup and the cooking cakes opposite sell more?" ”

Yang was busy with his hands, but his eyes were staring at the other side, and after a while, he shook his head: "I don't look like it, it seems to be more." ”

Some guests heard Yang and her husband muttering, and came over with a smile and quipped, "What? Seeing that other people's cooking cakes are selling well, want to change careers? ”

Yang smiled: "Where do you want to change careers?" Just curious. If a family wants to change careers when it becomes popular, then I don't have to do anything else all day long, just change careers. ”

When everyone around them heard this, they were all happy—and that was true. There are many vendors in the small county town, and the flow of people is intertwined, and there are business booms every day, and there are yellow stalls that can't be done every day.

All living beings rise and fall, and there are no people in the town who are always lively, but the town is always so lively.

At this time, someone happened to be in the front row, holding the cooking cake bought from the lady on the opposite side, so Yang asked the person what was going on.

"I don't know how." The man was also wearing very shabby clothes, and there was a patch in the crook of his arm, which seemed to know that life was in distress. The young man pinched the oil paper in his hand, "Mrs. Xi's family should have changed the way of cooking cakes a few days ago, although it is still dry, but I don't know why, but the more you chew, the more you taste it!" ”

As he spoke, the young man raised the cake in his hand—there were six of them!

You must know that before, he used to buy two cooking cakes every time, and then came to the Su family's stall to buy a small bowl of soup, and five cents was a meal.

But today, the young man smiled and said, "The cooking cake is also very tough when it is cold, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes, so I bought a few more and went back to eat it!" ”

Su Qingluan, who was stacking wooden bowls on the side, smiled incomprehensibly when he heard this. Others don't think there's anything, but Yang and Su Guangfu knew the smile of their eldest daughter at a glance, and they knew that there must be their own daughter's "handiwork" when the business on the other side was getting better.

And on this day, when the Su family closed the stall, Mrs. Xi brought two roast chickens and a pot of wine, saying that she would put down everything for the Su family, and said that "a little thank you gift is nothing", which confirmed the speculation of Su Guangfu and his family.

"The little lady of the Su family, the brothers and eldest sister of the Su family," Mrs. Xi looked at Su Guangfu and the Yang family, and finally fell on Su Qingluan, patting her chest hard, "If there is anything I can help in the future, I will definitely die!" ”

Su Guangfu and the Yang family understood that although Xi Niangzi's words were ostensibly for their whole family, it was Su Qingluan who wanted to thank them in the end.

Although they are Su Qingluan's parents, Su Qingluan's style of acting makes it difficult for them to treat her as a child, but as an adult with equal status.

Therefore, even as elders, Su Guangfu and the Yang family did not rely on their "seniority" to speak rashly, but waited for Su Qingluan to step forward.