The next day, Xia Qianqian used a cart to push pots, oil and other items to set up a stall in the town.
Sweet potatoes in the countryside are harvested in autumn. By winter, their skin has become wrinkled and they may seem stale, but sweet potatoes in this state are the sweetest.
Xia Qianqian came to the market and considered where to set up a stall. Xia Yu said, "Sister, didn't Master Gu ask us to set up a stall in front of his restaurant?"
"I..." Xia Qianqian didn't really want to go, but she also kind of wanted to go.
Gu Changsheng actually proposed to her yesterday, which scared her to death. But what scared her even more was Gu Changsheng's "idiot" reaction after she refused.
If she beats him back to his original form, Mrs. Gu will eat him, right
Is he a smart man or a fool now
"Big sister, the restaurant has customers, so the food will sell better. Let's go over there!" Xia Yu took the initiative to push the cart to move. He was too small and it was very difficult to push the cart.
Xia Qianqian quickly took over the handlebars: "Let me do it!"
The restaurant has a good location, right next to the market, and has a large flow of people. Xia Qianqian looked up at the hotel's sign "Jingxia" and wondered to herself: "Why is there such a strange name? It's hard to pronounce."
"Indeed." Xia Yu repeated it twice in his mind, but still found it difficult to pronounce. The Third Young Master should also study.
"Miss Xia, you're here?" Qingtong came out to help set up the stall.
Xia Qianqian didn't see Gu Changsheng, so she asked anxiously, "Where's your young master?"
"Let's settle the bill at the restaurant." Qing Tong said, and soon helped Xia Qianqian set up the stall.
Xia Yu asked in surprise: "The Third Young Master can read?"
"Our young master can read and write, and he can write well. Even the eldest young master who passed the imperial examination admires him!" Qing Tong said proudly.
Xia Yu asked in confusion: "Why is the name of the restaurant so difficult to pronounce?"
“I don’t know, maybe this is a kind of profound culture!”
Xia Qianqian: “…”
Her stall is very simple, with a kiln clay stove, a pot, and a bunch of bamboo sticks. The sweet potatoes have been cooked and mashed at home, and then kneaded into a smooth dough with glutinous rice flour. All she needs to do is roll them into small balls and fry them in a pan.
In the cold wind, the sweet smell of the sweet potato balls drifted far away, and soon someone stopped and asked: "Little girl, what are you frying?"
"Sweet potato balls, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, sweet and delicious. Would you like a string?" Xia Qianqian asked with a smile.
"How much?"
"Two cents a string, five in a string."
"It's a bit expensive. It's just sweet potatoes!"
The first customer left in disgust. Xia Qianqian asked Qing Tong: "Did I sell it too expensive?"
"Not expensive. Sweet potatoes are cheap, but glutinous rice, flour and oil are expensive. If it were in my restaurant, it would cost at least five cents." Qing Tong said.
The fried meatballs cannot be kept for too long or they will become soft and deformed, so Xia Qianqian asked Xia Yu to stand on the road to wait for the car, first to satisfy his craving and second to attract customers.
Xia Qianqian was frying meatballs while shouting, "Meatballs for sale! Freshly-cooked sweet potato meatballs, sweet and delicious, come and buy some..."
Gu Changsheng was sitting in the accounting office checking the accounts. When he heard Xia Qianqian's shout, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
She came after all.
"Master, it seems like someone has set up a stall in front of our door. I'm going to chase her away right now," said the shopkeeper.
"No, let her set up." Gu Changsheng waved his hand, "She is our partner, and there will be more diners tonight."
The shopkeeper was surprised and asked, "Really?"
"certainly."
Gu Changsheng's stomach growled twice and Qingtong pushed the door in at the right time.
"Master, these are the meatballs Miss Xia sent me."
(End of this chapter)