The large and small bags are placed in a small hall, and these are all sold in, and it takes a long time to clean up.
Grandpa Yang said simply: "I think we have to spare a day to arrange the goods, or we will officially open the next day."
Eleven knows that there are no grocery stores in the ten miles and eight villages, that is to say, their family will be the only one, but at present, only the people in this village know that they are going to open a store, and the people in the other villages know about it. There are very few, and if you want to start a business, it is definitely not enough to rely on people in this village, and people in other villages must also know the news. Then Eleven thought about it and asked, "Are there any people in our village who are familiar with people from other villages and can speak well?"
Grandpa Yang was puzzled, "Why do you ask this?"
"I mean, we must be popular on the day we open. It's not enough for people from our village to join us. It's better if people from other villages also know the news. I think we can give money and find someone who can speak well. Go to other villages and talk to us, so that everyone will come."
"This is not bad. It would be good if people from other villages would also come to do business. I didn't even think of it." Grandpa Yang thought this idea was too good, and he really thought of a person, "Huang Ergou in our village, every day is ten miles and eight villages are in chaos. Chuan, he can talk to anyone, his mouth is like a big loudspeaker, it's right to look for him."
Such a person is indeed right, give him some money, he is sure to be very happy. Grandpa Yang immediately took the money to find this Huang Ergou. Not to mention, this person is really not small. When the business opened, many people came here, many of them were from other villages, and many people There was also a basket in it, and at first glance, it was here to buy something.
Yang Shifeng tied the firecracker to a long bamboo pole, ignited the firecracker as soon as it arrived, and it started to crackle instantly, making it very lively.
When the firecrackers were exhausted, Grandpa Yang came out with a dustpan of candy, and said to a large group of people at the door: "Folks, everyone knows that our nests in eight villages are in this mountain nest, and it is not easy to go out. It's easy. Buying something is suffering. Everyone must be annoying, right? Now, my family has opened this grocery store, and it sells some things that everyone usually needs. You can come and buy it just by walking around a little, and you can rest assured. The price will definitely not be more expensive than the one in the town, everyone just buy it with confidence."
There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone was talking about it.
Grandpa Yang said again: "Today is the first day of our shop's opening. To celebrate the opening, we have a discount today. As long as you buy more than 30 cents in my shop, we will give you a pack of salt for free today!" This The idea of discounts is also thought of by Eleven. The purpose is to promote popularity and add goodwill to everyone, so they will often come to buy them in the future.
Everyone was very happy when they heard the news. Originally, they thought that it would be a rare good thing to open a grocery store in the village and not have to travel thousands of miles to the town to buy things in the future. Sending a pack of salt can also be worth two or three cents, which is not a small amount.
Everyone applauded, and the happy children followed, clapping their hands and screaming.
Grandpa Yang was also very happy watching the lively scene, he reached out and grabbed a handful of candy and sprinkled it out, "I'll give you some candy today to make you feel happy!"
"Owow—" There was a loud cry from the crowd. Candy is a good thing. Can you get excited if you can grab it for free? Everyone bent down and started to grab it. One was faster than the other. He hurriedly hid in his pocket.
When the sugar was all over, and the scene returned to normal again, Grandpa Yang opened the courtyard door to welcome everyone into the house. Suddenly, the spacious room seemed crowded.
Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang both stood at the counter and began to sell things to those who came in.
"Give me two catties of white noodles."
"I want a pot of soy sauce and a pot of wine."
"Bring me a knife and two candles."
"I want... ... "
There were too many people buying things. Everyone was crowding in front of the counter and talking about what they wanted to buy. Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang couldn’t hear the other person when they heard the words of this person, so they finished getting the things for this person. It's too late to give it to that person, two people's four hands are not enough at all.
Seeing this on November 11, he patted the counter hard, and the voice was so loud that it caught everyone's mind, "Today there are too many people, it's easy to make mistakes when you crowd like this, and the speed is slow, everyone line up, line up in two lines, one by one. Come on, it will definitely be a lot faster.”
Everyone knows Eleven and knows that this is a famous genius doctor. Many of them have also found Eleven to save their lives. Naturally, they are very convinced by her words. In the future, if you get sick, you won't be able to get a divine doctor for treatment, so as soon as Eleven's speech fell, everyone consciously lined up and said one by one what they wanted to buy.
This is indeed much more efficient, not only fast, but also error-free and clear, Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
However, there were still too many people. It was almost noon, and there were still many people waiting in line to buy things. Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang didn't even want to rest for a while.
Eleven touched his hungry, grumbling stomach, and guessed that Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang would only be hungrier than her at this time. Probably out of strength.
Eleven thought about it and felt that she could go to the kitchen to make something to eat, since she wasn't that busy anyway.
She did what she said. Eleven rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen. Although she had never cooked in two lifetimes, she had never eaten pork and had never seen a pig run? I've been here for so long, and I've watched Yang Shifeng cook countless times. If you follow Yang Shifeng's way, you should be able to make it, right
Eleven first scooped two scoops of rice from the rice box and put it into the pot as Yang Shifeng usually cooks. After washing it with water, put it into the pot. How much, I want to ask Yang Shifeng, but seeing that he is busy and not easy to be disturbed, I simply added a little more, anyway, it is almost the same.
Sitting under the stove, Eleven followed Yang Shifeng's usual steps, first lit a handful of grass with a fire stick, and then stuffed the firewood into it. The stove was successfully ignited, and the corners of Eleven's mouth turned up. A little satisfaction, it turns out that cooking is not that difficult.
The firewood can be burned for a long time, so I let the fire burn on eleven, and went to the vegetable garden in the backyard to pick a handful of cabbage and two eggplants. I plan to make fried cabbage and another fried eggplant at noon. These two are the easiest. It's easy to do. In the end, I didn't even enter the kitchen with the vegetables, when I saw thick smoke coming out of it. I was surprised at the eleventh, and I couldn't even care about the vegetables. I hurried in and I was choked immediately. Eyes can barely see.
Eleven coughed twice, hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and ran in. He ran to the stove to see that the fire inside was gone, and all turned into thick smoke that was emitting desperately. Eleven was really afraid of burning the kitchen. Now, I took the initiative and took a basin of water and poured it into it. After the sound of "Zizzi", the thick smoke inside gradually stopped coming out.
"Cough cough cough..." Eleven couldn't help coughing again, his eyes were so fascinated that he couldn't open his eyes, and tears flowed from his eyes. The smoke in the kitchen hadn't dissipated, and no matter how long he waited, he would definitely choke to death. Eleven couldn't care about the rice in the pot, so he hurried out, and as soon as he reached the door of the kitchen, he fell into a broad embrace.
"Eleven, how are you!" Yang Shifeng's voice was trembling. He picked up Eleven and ran out. He didn't put him down until he ran into the vegetable garden, but he hugged her tightly and didn't let go. His eyes roamed her body worriedly, for fear that she might be injured, "Is there any injury?"
Eleven felt that he was afraid, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'm not hurt, but the kitchen is full of smoke and I was choked." Speaking of this, Eleven felt a little embarrassed and touched it. Touching his nose, he whispered, "I almost set the kitchen on fire just now."
Hey, she rarely wanted to cook a meal, but she didn't expect it to be like this. She saw that Yang Shifeng's usual cooking was very simple. He was cooking vegetables and washing vegetables at the same time. Very, she thought it was easy, who knew that she just cooked rice and it would be like this.
What did she do wrong
Yang Shifeng didn't care if he didn't catch fire. After confirming that Eleven was not injured, the heart in his chest fell to the ground. God knows that he was scared to death when he saw her in the kitchen just now, and his back is still covered in cold sweat. .
If she has something to do, then he... Yang Shifeng closed his eyes tightly, and asked, "How did you get to the kitchen so well?"
Eleven was embarrassed to look at Yang Shifeng, and his eyes shifted to other places before answering: "I see that you are so busy, thinking that I am fine, so I will cook some rice, I am cooking rice, I don't know why there is no fire in the stove, everything changes. smoked."
Yang Shifeng knew the reason as soon as he heard it. It must be because there was too much firewood, there was no space, and the fire couldn't burn, and it all turned into smoke. But Yang Shifeng didn't plan to explain this matter to her, he didn't want her to cook again, it was too dangerous.
"Cooking is difficult, some people just can't do it well, it's easy to burn down the kitchen, and people will be in danger, so you don't cook in the future, I'll do it, I'm used to it, if you're hungry, you can call me, okay?"
Eleven actually still had some lingering fears in her heart, not because she was in danger, but because she really burned the Yang family's kitchen, so how could she have the face to face Grandpa Yang. After this time, Eleven also realized that cooking is not as easy as she thought. Maybe as Yang Shifeng said, she is the one who is destined to cook poorly. It seems that she should not try this in the future.
Eleven touched his nose and said decisively: "I won't do it next time, you should come."
Yang Shifeng nodded, reached out and wiped the tears on Eleven's cheeks, looking at her current appearance, I really didn't know whether to cry or laugh. At this time, eleven, his face was black and gray, his hair was messy, and there were traces of tears on his face, no different from beggars on the street. But this made Yang Shifeng's fear dilute a lot.
Yang Shifeng took Eleven and took her to her room, pressed her to a chair, went into the bathroom, took a basin, poured a basin of water, and wiped her face with a towel. Eleven looked at the black and ashes on the towel, and could already imagine how crazy she was now, but she didn't move, she just raised her face and asked him to wipe it, anyway, it was her own, what was she afraid of.
"Is it still busy outside? Can Grandpa Yang be busy alone?"
"There's no one left. Everyone went home for dinner. Grandpa can handle it. Are you hungry?"
Eleven nodded honestly, "I'm hungry."
Yang Shifeng carefully wiped off the ashes on Eleven's face, trimmed her hair again, took the towel and basin into the bathroom, and said after coming out: "I'll cook right away, don't go, rest in the room. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
At eleven o'clock, he nodded, mainly because he remembered what the kitchen looked like now, and he didn't have the guts to go see it with him.
The smoke in the kitchen has almost dissipated, and the line of sight can be seen clearly. Yang Shifeng walked to the stove and saw that it was full of firewood. It would be strange if it could burn. Shaking his head, he used a fire stick to take out all the firewood inside, and then opened the pot containing the rice. Suddenly, a burnt smell came out. The bottom layer of the rice in the pot was already mushy, but the top was still raw rice. There is no way to save the pot rice.
Yang Shifeng took the spatula and poured out the rice in the pot. At this time, Grandpa Yang came in and saw the kitchen. He was shocked: "I said why there was such a big movement just now, what did Eleven do?"
"She wanted to cook something, but she put too much firewood."
"Then she wasn't hurt, did she?"
"It's okay, I just choked on the smoke."
Grandpa Yang was relieved, but it was a little distressing to see so much white rice wasted like this, but he also knew that Eleven would not do this. I haven't done this before, and it's inevitable that it's the first time, you can teach her more in the future, and you'll be able to do it a few more times."
Yang Shifeng put the rice in the pot again, and sat under the stove to make a fire, "You don't need to teach her this, I can do it myself."
Grandpa Yang frowned and said, "Could it be that you will cook for the rest of your life in the future? How can a woman not cook? Even your second uncle is such a coward, and your second aunt cooks in his family, how can a man live his whole life? stay in the kitchen."
Grandpa Yang's thinking is the same as everyone else's. He thinks that housework, including cooking, should be done by women. It is only natural for a man to be a man outside and a woman to be in charge. If a man has a wife and stays in the kitchen all his life, he will be laughed at. Before, there was no way for Yang Shifeng to cook for so many years. If he married his wife in the future, where would he be able to cook by himself
Before Eleven didn't like Yang Shifeng, Grandpa Yang was only a guest on Eleven, and he never let Eleven do a thing, but now the situation is different, Eleven obviously wants to stay, and it is difficult for the two to get married in the future. And let a big man do the cooking? No one has this kind of thing.
Grandpa Yang was really afraid that his grandson would be the same as his second uncle, so he said earnestly: "Shi Feng, you are a big man, what would it be like if you still walk around the stove when you have a wife? You are not afraid of the villagers. I'm laughing at you! Let me tell you, you can't be as cowardly as your second uncle."
Yang Shifeng got the firewood ready, and turned to chopping vegetables, saying as he chopping: "Master, who said that cooking would be laughed at? There's no rule that men can't cook. She doesn't know how to cook on 11th, and she almost died today. If you're hurt, don't tell her about letting her cook, what if you get hurt?"
Grandpa Yang said "hey" and shook his head when he saw his eldest grandson's hurting energy, "Your father, I have lived so much, and I have never seen any man who is afraid that a woman will be hurt by cooking and won't let him do it. It's not yet your daughter-in-law, so you dote on it like this, and you'll get it in the future? Look at your second aunt, it's because your second uncle doesn't care. "
Yang Shifeng said lightly: "Master, don't compare Eleven to Second Aunt, Eleven is not like that, she is very sensible."
Very sensible? Grandpa Yang can see it. This is to say that he is reluctant to let people talk about it. It hurts his daughter-in-law. But on second thought, the girl on Eleven is different from ordinary village women. That girl is very capable, really I can't imagine that she is like an ordinary woman. It was her grandson's luck that she was willing to come back here. If this girl was not happy and left, then her eldest grandson would probably have no life.
That's all, anyway, the young couple will live by themselves in the future. They can live as they like. The most important thing is that the two of them are happy. He is so old, and he still cares about this.
Grandpa Yang is a kind-hearted old man. After he figured it out, he would no longer worry about whether his grandson should be ashamed or not, and instead pointed at him and said, "It hurts so much in front of my face, and I don't want to die in my heart, right? How come she looks like a gourd with a saw mouth in front of that girl? Say it if you like it!"
Yang Shifeng's eyes flashed, and he kept his head down and did not speak.