Scholar's Sweetheart

At a quarter past noon, the sun was burning.

The people on the construction site were so dry that they were still working hard.

Aunt Xie looked at the workers and couldn't help sighing, "look, it's so tired. We'll change a piece of shady land when we get the sun at home. It's hard to bear the sun all the time."

"Fortunately, there's shade in the work of the head of the family. Otherwise, how can it be done?"

"Auntie, it's good to lean on the Qingjiang River. There's a river breeze from time to time." Song Xintong took a fan and fanned, "fortunately, my aunt was considerate and asked Uncle Xie to help build the grass shed."

"It won't take much time to build a shed." Aunt Xie said and looked at the open space beside her, "there are more stalls today."

After a pause, he asked the two women at the edge, "do you think those women are from our village?"

He Er Auntie looked, "isn't it, they also come to sell food?"

Aunt Xie hissed, "my eyes are red. Before that, I always said that Xintong's appearance is disgraceful. They also came here. It's so funny." Then he wiped the water on his hand. "I'll see what they sell."

Song Xintong also looked over there, but he didn't care much. He turned and looked at the twins sitting on the big stone, gnawing at the feet of stewed chicken. "Do you want to eat? Shall I scoop you two bowls of rice? "

The twins shook their heads. "Keep it for uncle Xie."

Because at noon on the construction site, people eat dry food such as steamed bread, and some people want to eat rice, so song Xintong cooked more than ten jin, limited daily supply, five Wen money can add three bowls of rice.

Song Xintong didn't force the twins to eat either. They would squeak when they were hungry. When they turned around and looked at the other side, they saw aunt Xie's face was very ugly and came back angrily.

"What's the matter, Auntie?" Song Xintong asked immediately.

Aunt Xie spat on the open space, "bah, a group of shameless things!"

"What's the matter?" Aunt he also asked, "how can I be so angry?"

"These people are shameless. We sell stewed vegetables, and they also serve spicy dishes. It's shameless!" Aunt Xie raised her voice, "is it from the same village? You say you can fix this, she can fix the other, and this shameless one is the same as Xintong. "

Aunt he frowned and looked at Song Xintong anxiously. "Xintong, what should I do now?"

In fact, song Xintong had expected that other people would eat the same food as her family, but he didn't expect that they would be from the village. However, if you think about business, it doesn't matter that everyone would cook the same food. In the end, you don't know who will win or lose.

Song Xintong took a look at them, "we can't let people not sell it."

"But they are all from the same village. It's shameless of them to do so." Aunt Xie said.

"It's OK. If they don't do it, someone will do it. Only when there is competition can there be pressure." Song Xintong comforted them, "I also want to see how good they are and how good their business will be."

Aunt Xie said quickly, "don't worry about Xintong. I have a look. They have very little meat and a large pot of dishes, and the taste is not so good. I'm afraid there are few to buy."

Song Xintong felt some beating eyelids, intuition today's business may be damaged, but she did not say, but opened the lid of the pot, "Auntie, time is almost up, let's start cooking."

"Well, well, I'll add the fire." Aunt Xie quickly put all the prepared firewood into it. The fire suddenly ran up and wrapped up the iron pot. After a while, the seasoning water began to bubble.

Song Xintong still cooked two pots as usual. He put a lot of water and meat into the pot. Half of the meat and half of the vegetables in a spoonful.

As soon as the two iron barrels were cooked, the gongs and drums began to sound.

Busy workers all put down their work, carrying hoes or plows and so on. Some old customers came directly to song Xintong's stall. Several people bought stewed vegetables in bowls and ran to the shady woods to eat.

"Delicious spicy food, a big bowl of meat and vegetables, only two Wen."

"Two Wen for a bowl. It's very cheap."

On hearing this, many workers quickly gathered around and looked at the hot dishes in the pot, which looked similar to the eight Wen stewed dishes over there. "Are you similar to the eight Wen stewed dishes over there?"

"It's almost the same, but there's less meat, so it's only for two Wen. It's very cheap. Have a try?" The woman is selling.

"Well, give me a bowl."

"It smells spicy. Give me a bowl, too."

"I want a bowl, too."

The workers who originally surrounded song Xintong went there one after another, thinking of eating a bowl of cheap food for two Wen.

After a while, there were a lot of people less money for the booth, only a few of the steward dressed up, "I went to have a look, but I still think it's a good deal."

"No, it's half of the meat here, and there's no soup. Half of the sea bowl over there is soup." Another worker thinks song Xintong's is better. Although it's more expensive, it's worth the money.

Aunt Xie and aunt he couldn't help laughing. They scooped more meat for them when they were cooking stewed vegetables. "Don't worry, we cook and sell now. The dishes are clean, and we won't shake off the meat on purpose."

"Ha ha ha..." the people who listened couldn't help laughing.

Song Xintong poured the seasoning oil into the big bowl, making a zizizi sound, and the fresh fragrance quickly dispersed.

"This last spoonful of oil is really delicious." I couldn't help sniffing.

"With sesame and peanuts, isn't it fragrant?" Aunt he handed the stewed vegetables sprinkled with Scallion to several people. "We'll sell them tomorrow evening, mainly for the next wine and vegetables. Then you can remember to take care of our business."

The steward asked, "what do you sell?"

"I'll know tomorrow. I'll do it and sell it. Come and see if you like it." Song Xintong said.

"Well, we'll see then." The steward turned and left.

"Xintong, why do you sell it now? It's a lot of trouble to fry that one. " Aunt he said.

"It's delicious now, but it doesn't taste good after a long time." Song Xintong explained, "I'll trouble the two aunts tomorrow, and I have to help them in the evening."

"Yes, I think business will be better at night. You see, there is a place for workers to rest. Those people work in other valleys or on the other side of the river during the day. They only come back at night. We can do more then?" The more aunt he thought about it, the more excited she was. She completely forgot that she was robbed of her business by the spicy food seller.

"I'd better have a look tomorrow." Song Xintong's heart is not at the bottom of his heart. Seeing that most of the materials are still left, his heart is a bit angry.

"Xintong is right. Don't think too much about it. What if those women come with you at that time?" Aunt Xie followed song Xintong's line of sight and said, "Xintong, there are so many left today. What should we do?"

"It's OK. Take it back and put it in the well. It will still work tomorrow." Song Xintong looked as if no one had come to buy stewed vegetables, so he slowly collected his belongings.