The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

Meng Lan hurried to check it out.

After the supermarket system was upgraded to gold membership, new business areas were unlocked.

They are the cooked food area and the fast food area.

The cooked food area includes sausages, roast chicken, roast duck, etc.

The fast food area sells some semi-finished ingredients, such as grilled cold noodles, hand-pulled pancakes, and spicy salad.

Meng Lan was delighted when she saw them, because these were all her favorite foods.

Meng Lan has been eating extremely healthy meals every day since she came here for such a long time. She hasn't eaten "junk food" for a long time.

When Meng Lan thought of the delicious grilled cold noodles, spicy mixed noodles, and starch sausages, her saliva was almost flowing at this late hour.

She really can't eat anything healthy now.

Well, she's not a particularly healthy person anyway, so what's wrong with eating something unhealthy? Is that a problem?

Meng Lan first picked out a few of her favorite foods and bought some of each.

After temporarily storing the items in the supermarket's storage space, Meng Lan fell asleep contentedly.

The next morning, Meng Lan got up early excitedly.

Normally she can't get up very early in the morning, because her daughters, daughters-in-law and granddaughters take turns to open the door of the supermarket.

Although everyone in the village was doing good business, her raw materials were also selling well and her income was rising steadily.

During the day, some villagers would come to the supermarket and buy some things.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Who would complain about having too much money?

After all, she has entered a book now, and her family really depends on this to make money for their livelihood, so she has to pay some attention to it.

It wasn't like in modern times, it didn't matter whether her small supermarket was open or not. After all, she couldn't collect the rent every month, and money was just a string of numbers to her.

It was rare to see Meng Lan get up so early. Everyone in the family was surprised, but no one said anything.

After a while, the supermarket delivery guy came over in a horse-drawn carriage.

The three He Chuanzong brothers hurried out and took all the things off the carriage.

The eldest brother He Chuanzong was at the front. When he saw the basins of pork cut into small pieces on the carriage, he frowned in confusion.

Because usually the pork was delivered directly in large chunks, this was the first time he had seen pork cut into small pieces in such a long time.

But despite his doubts, He Chuanzong did not say anything. He just focused on his work.

The second son, He Chuanjia, followed behind He Chuanzong. He Chuanzong was carrying a basin of pork cut into small pieces into the house, and He Chuanjia saw it immediately.

He Chuanjia and his elder brother have the same temperament and are the type of people who do more and talk less, so he didn't say anything.

He Tianci couldn't keep the words in his heart.

As soon as he saw that the pork was cut into small pieces, he immediately asked Song Chaochao in surprise.

"Brother Song, how come all the meat is cut today?"

Song Chaochao already had that cold, icy face, but after hearing what He Tianci said, he replied expressionlessly.

"There are two more helpers at home. They have nothing to do and they insist on cutting. I can't stop them."

Song Chaochao spoke in a voice neither too loud nor too soft, and his words also fell into Meng Lan's ears.

As soon as she heard what Song Chaochao said, she knew who he was talking about. It was definitely the sisters Qin'er and Jian'er.

Meng Lan didn't know if it was her illusion, but she actually heard a hint of resentment in Song Chaochao's tone.

She couldn't help but look at Song Chaochao a few more times.

It is still that expressionless face that is common to everyone, the one that disappears in the crowd at a glance and that people can't remember at all after seeing it.

Can robots have emotions?

Meng Lan couldn't help but complain in her heart.

At first, she thought that Song Chaochao might be a robot produced by the system, or he might be an unlucky taskmaster bound by the system.

But after such a period of contact, Meng Lan prefers the former.

After all, people all have seven emotions and six desires.

Which real person would be like Song Chaochao?

But Meng Lan naturally wouldn't say these words.

Meng Lan glanced at Song Chaochao, and after answering He Tianci's questions, Song Chaochao also walked towards Meng Lan.

Song Chaochao looked at Meng Lan and walked straight towards her.

Within a few breaths, Song Chaochao stood in front of Meng Lan.

"Aunt Meng, I got some new stuff and brought it to you. Come and take a look."

As Song Chaochao spoke, he pointed to a small basin on the carriage.

Inside were a few starch sausages that had been peeled of their outer packaging and skewered, as well as a few sheets of cold noodle dough and a small jar of dipping sauce.

Although Meng Lan wanted to eat everything, she was not that anxious.

So I asked the supermarket to deliver two items today.

"Okay, what are these? They look pretty good." Meng Lan pretended that it was the first time she saw grilled cold noodles and starch sausage, and asked even though she knew the answer.

There seemed to be a crack in Song Chaochao's icy face at last.

She looked as if she was saying that she had never seen such superb acting skills before, and she really can act.

However, Song Chaochao seemed to have been programmed by someone and answered Meng Lan's questions obediently.

"This sausage is made of flour and noodles. I call it flour and noodles sausage. Although it is not made of meat, it is more fragrant than meat after being fried."

Meng Lan nodded, looking like she was listening to Song Chaochao's speech, but in fact she was agreeing with what Song Chaochao said.

That’s right, starch sausage is really delicious. Anyone who has eaten it knows that everyone will be addicted to it. After eating one, you will want to eat another.

Although the world in the book is set in ancient times, it is a hodgepodge and does not refer to any specific dynasty.

Therefore, there is also starch here, and the locals call starch "flour noodles".

The sausage made of starch is called starch sausage, and the sausage made of flour is of course called flour sausage.

Then, Song Chaochao introduced grilled cold noodles.

"This thing is also noodles, but it's different from what we usually eat..."

Song Chaochao explained to Meng Lan again the method of making grilled cold noodles, which made these two things clear to her.

Meng Lan looked at the small bowl of delicious food with satisfaction.

Suddenly she remembered that there didn't seem to be a flatter pot at home, which made her feel troubled for a moment.

She quickly sent a message to Song Chaochao through the supermarket system using her mind.

[Meng Lan: Oops, I forgot that I need a frying pan to make cold noodles, and the supermarket doesn’t seem to have any pans.]

Meng Lan looked at Song Chaochao's body which stiffened slightly, and then there was a reply message in the supermarket system.

[Dear Gold Member, the supermarket has received your feedback and is currently being processed by a specialist]

[Song Chaochao: Find someone to make a pot for you, I'll help you lift it]

Meng Lan had just seen the message from Song Chaochao when she heard Song Chaochao's voice in her ears.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that it's best to use a flat pan to make this grilled cold noodles."

After saying this, all the things in the carriage were taken down. Song Chaochao turned around without hesitation, got on the carriage, and ran away.

Meng Lan "held" the last words he threw down, just like "holding" an imperial edict.

He quickly asked his three sons to go out and find a pot.