After Su Yan put away the pork liver, she went to the aunt across the street and bought two kilograms of bean sticks. There were not many dishes that three people could make.
I guess the master wouldn't feel comfortable if there were too many.
The uncle next to me came over smelling the fragrance and asked, "What are you doing? It smells so good?"
"Pork liver." Su Yan replied with a smile.
The uncle came over to look at the pot and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, "You are such a good craftsman, when will you open the door to sell pimple soup?"
"In a few days." Su Yan was too busy by herself and had to wait for Goudan's mother to finish her work at home.
The uncle said "Oh" and stood aside for a while before leaving.
I don't know how long it took, but the door suddenly became dark. Su Yan knew it was her rough guy without raising her head, "Ms. sir, take out the bowls and chopsticks."
After saying that, he glanced at the door and saw that the master was not here, so he asked again: "Why is the master not here?"
"Change your clothes."
Qin An took out the bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet and put them on the table. Su Yan picked up a piece of pork liver with her chopsticks and gave him a taste, "How is it?"
"It's delicious." Qin An said after swallowing.
Su Yan put down her chopsticks and said, "In a few days, we will sell some stir-fried vegetables."
When she lives in the town, she doesn't have to rush home or close the shop. She can just sell some food in the shop when she has nothing to do.
Qin An didn't agree very much, shook his head and said: "No, just sell it in the morning."
"It's okay, don't worry, I won't sell you if you feel uncomfortable."
"no."
Seeing that he didn't agree, Su Yan didn't say anything. But she knew her family well. As long as she didn't agree, she wouldn't agree to anything.
Qin An had already planned to find a job. After dusk that day, he went around the town looking for work, and ended up delivering goods at a carpentry shop.
Delivery just after dusk.
At fifty cents a day, the wages are quite good.
The boss was afraid that he would not be able to handle things very well, so he said, "Give this to me for a look. We don't have a lot of work here, so we just need to be quick with our hands and feet."
Qin An nodded, "I'll tell my wife when I get home and she'll be here in half a quarter of an hour."
"Come on, hurry up, there are five or six families to send to today." The boss urged.
There are a lot of people getting married recently, so there are naturally a lot of people buying beds, cabinets, and big boxes.
Here, Su Yan made dumplings in the afternoon, and the soup in the pot was already boiling and steaming.
Normally, the rough man would have come back at this time. She stood at the door worriedly and watched. After a while, she saw the rough man running over.
"Daughter-in-law, I'm going to help at the carpentry shop. I'll be back later. You can eat first."
Upon hearing this, Su Yan quickly asked: "Are you looking for a job?"
"Well, I'll just help deliver the goods after dusk. It won't take long." Qin An took off his coat and put on the clothes he had put on the rack while working.
He warned again: "Close the door after you finish eating. I will call you when you get home."
"Daughter-in-law, I'm leaving."
"I'll cook some dumplings, you can eat them first." Su Yan thought that if he didn't eat this afternoon, he would definitely be hungry.
"We'll eat when we come back." The rough man was probably in a hurry and walked in a hurry, and soon he lost sight of anyone.
Su Yan had no choice but to turn off the fire in the stove and cover it with a wooden lid.
As soon as the sun set, she closed the shop door.
After that, I sat by the attic window, doing embroidery work, and watching to see if the man had returned.
It was getting dark outside, and no one could be seen on the street, except for the occasional sound of children yelling while sleeping.
After a quarter of an hour or two, steady footsteps were heard on the street. Su Yan stood up and turned aside the lantern hanging above her head. A tall and tall figure emerged from the darkness.
She subconsciously shouted in a low voice: "Mr.
The rough man stopped and raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Go downstairs slowly, don't be in a hurry."
I'm going to die. I may have influenza A. It's too uncomfortable. That's all for the time being. Everyone, please pay attention to your health and wear a mask.