Meng Yao got up at around two o'clock in the morning.
There was a fancy mechanical clock at home that would chime on the hour, and she heard the two o'clock chime.
Meng Yao felt energetic and did not feel sleepy. After getting up and washing up, he started working.
She plans to make three kinds of buns: beef vermicelli buns, leek and egg buns, and radish sauce meat buns.
The preparation work that should be done yesterday has been done, and it was wrapped and steamed very quickly.
By the time her steamed buns were finished, the people at home hadn't gotten up yet.
Meng Yao had to rush to the morning market and got up early.
After leaving some buns for her family and three more for herself, she moved the steamer to the tricycle.
Afraid of getting cold, I lit a fire in the newly purchased stove.
Throw the coals under the hot pot stove in advance, and it will easily ignite the fire. The fire will not be strong, but it will only serve to keep it warm.
She prepared everything and just opened the courtyard door to leave. Qi Wenye staggered out of the house with a sleepy face and a schoolbag on his back.
Under the moonlight, his little shadow is particularly obvious.
"Wait for me, I'll go with you!"
Meng Yao looked at him and shook his head, whispering: "No, you go back to sleep quickly, I'm leaving now!"
When Qi Wenye heard that Meng Yao was leaving, he was shaken, rubbed his face, and immediately started running with his schoolbag on his back.
"Just go, I won't delay things."
"Wait for me first, I'll wash my face!"
Meng Yao: "..." Is this what he said about not delaying things?
Qi Wenye finally felt refreshed after washing his face and chased Meng Yao out, remembering to carefully close the courtyard door.
As soon as he jumped to the tricycle and sat down, Meng Yao rode the tricycle with one hand and handed over a bun, "Eat it!"
As soon as the steamed buns were taken out, the aroma went straight to his nose, and Qi Wenye swallowed uncontrollably.
He said that she was doing something that was losing money, "You haven't sold the buns yet, so you should start a business that is losing money."
"Do you want to eat or not?"
"……eat."
Qi Wenye took the still hot buns and couldn't help but exhale.
As soon as the bun was in his hands, Qi Wenye felt something was different. It was particularly soft. He was afraid of crushing it if he applied even a little force.
He couldn't help but complain: "How come your steamed buns are as soft as cotton?"
But when the bun was in his mouth, he was speechless.
The bun skin melted in your mouth, and the filling was so delicious that he almost swallowed it with his tongue.
It's delicious, it's just...
"What you made is too small. I finished it in two bites!"
Meng Yao: "..." His mouth is too big.
She has made it bigger, with thin skin and more filling, so it tastes small.
After Qi Wenye finished eating, he couldn't help but smack his lips, savoring the aroma of the steamed buns.
He didn't know what would happen if someone else ate the steamed buns made by Meng Yao. The more he ate, the more he wanted to eat them. It was so delicious, so he shouldn't pay for it, right?
Qi Wenye was still worried about losing money due to this small worry!
Meng Yao rode a tricycle and asked him in a low voice, "You got up so early, won't you doze off in class?"
Qi Wenye is a bachelor, "Let's talk about it after we doze off."
"Then I can't let you follow me. It will really delay your studies. Mom is going to scold me!"
Qi Wenye couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Mom woke me up and asked me to help you, otherwise you would think there is something wrong with me for getting up so early!"
"Besides, I have learned all the knowledge in the textbook. Even if I am sleepy and disobedient, I will not fall behind in my studies. I will take your heart into my heart."
In this regard, Meng Yao only has one sentence: "My mother is still good to me!"
She was afraid of waking up the neighbors, so she kept her voice low, but the clanking sound of the tricycle also disturbed many neighbors who were light sleepers.
There was a dog owner, and the dogs were already barking alertly. One dog barked, another dog barked, and Meng Yao's barking made her feel uncomfortable.
If Qi Wenye hadn't accompanied her, she would have been so frightened that she turned around and went back.
Town, West Street.
When Meng Yao arrived, the morning market street was already brightly lit.
In the 1990s when electricity was not very developed, it was already good to be able to brighten up a street.
Meng Yao and the others walked in darkness all the way from the village without a single street light. If it hadn't been for the bright moonlight all the way, they might have been blinded.