At the beginning of the year of famine, the lucky girl of the farm family used cheats to support the

Li Shuangrong: "Alas! Why... We really are short-handed. If you don't come, we will have to hire someone. Not only may we not be able to find someone, but they may not even work hard for us!"

Fubao: "Yes, Uncle Liu, you can stay. Besides, our dessert shop is open now. It's very busy today. I wanted to ask if Auntie can come and help."

The eyes of Liu Er's wife suddenly brightened up from the previous dimness: "I can do it! I can definitely help. I can serve as a waiter and cook!"

Rong'er didn't know why her mother suddenly became so happy, and she hugged her legs and laughed.

When Liu Er's wife looked down and saw her daughter, she hesitated again: "Rong'er, can you take her to the store? I promise she won't touch anything."

Zhou Qiaoping: "It's okay. I can herd a sheep alone or a flock of sheep. Just leave Rong'er with me."

Liu Er's wife quickly declined: "No, no, Rong'er looks well-behaved, but she's actually very tiring!"

Zhou Qiaoping said with a smile: "Look at the boys in this room. I raised them all. How can she be more naughty than them? Well, just leave them here. I love girls."

After saying that, she called out, "Rong'er, come here, grandma."

Ronger walked over obediently, held her hand and smiled: "Grandma."

Zhou Qiaoping: "Yisheng and Yiqiu have to go to school every day, so it's just me and the old man at home. Rong'er can accompany us."

Liu Er's wife: "Thank you, auntie, thank you."

After saying that, Fu Bao looked at the time and saw that it was already late, and said, "Then let's go to bed quickly, because we still have to go to the shop to work tomorrow."

Liu Er's wife: "Okay!"

Li Shuangrong: "Liu Er, remember to quit that job tomorrow."

Liu Er smiled and said, "Needless to say, I am not someone's worker. I am just a temporary replacement. It is up to me whether to go or not."

After saying that, he walked out quickly.

When Fubao looked up, he met his father's gratified eyes.

Li Shuangrong: "Dad will buy you some snacks tomorrow!"

Fubao smiled and said, "Dad is the best!"

The next morning, Li Shuangrong drove a bullock cart and took Liu Er to the village to plant melons. Liu Er's wife packed up early, dressed Rong Er and sent her to Zhou Qiaoping, thanked her for a long time, and went to the shop with Fubao and the others.

This was her first time out, and she was confused all the way. When she arrived at the door of the shop, Fubao said, "Auntie, come down, we're here!"

Liu Er's wife came to her senses and asked, "Is this your shop?"

She thought it was a small stall selling water in an alley or on the street, but she didn't expect the shop to be so big, like a restaurant in Pingyang Town.

She followed Fu Bao closely and couldn't help but exclaim: "This shop is so impressive! It's even prettier than the biggest restaurant in our town."

Fubao smiled and said, "They are all rented by others for business purposes."

He introduced her to the shop's rules and signs, and then took her into the kitchen: "We have to quickly prepare the ingredients. When customers come, we just need to pour the sugar water on them. Otherwise, we will be too busy."

As she spoke, Zhang Ercui brought buckets of dumplings and sugar water to the table.

Fu Bao was surprised and asked, "Aunt, you've already done it?"

Zhang Ercui had dark circles under her eyes and yawned, "It's not a lot of work, and there are so many people. I can finish it myself."

Chongming came over to help move the things and said, "You don't know, my mother was so excited when she found out she could earn this much in a day that she couldn't sleep all night. She got up in the middle of the night to do it."

Zhang Ercui said angrily, "Stop talking! I'm not sleepy!"

Fubao said quickly, "Yes, my aunt must have done this work out of boredom. She's not excited at all."

Zhang Ercui: "Okay, okay, go open the door. Get ready to make money!"

Fu Bao looked at her eyes and saw that they were bright when she talked about making money. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's start now!"

Liu Er's wife was looking at the words on the signs and was worried: "What should I do? I can't read."

Fubao: "You can follow my brother for a day and recognize the table numbers. I will teach you the characters later."

After Liu Er's wife followed Chongming, Fubao looked at the sign and fell into deep thought. At that time, few people could read, especially women and children. The hanging sign was actually a mystery to them, just a decoration.

How can we make everyone understand the name of their sweet soup?

Half an hour later, Fu Bao looked at a scholar selling calligraphy and paintings on the opposite side and waved, "Young Master! Young Master!"

The scholar had no business and was copying a book. Fu Bao was so engrossed in his study that he didn't even hear him when he called him three or four times.

Finally, Fubao avoided the oxcarts and horse carriages coming and going and reached the street: "Young Master!"

The scholar then raised his head, looked at her and said, "Little girl, writing a letter costs ten cents, and reading a letter costs three cents..."

Fubao quickly shook his head: "No, no."

The scholar was a little confused. He thought that this little girl couldn't be here to buy calligraphy and paintings.

Fubao quickly stated his purpose: "I would like you to help me draw a few pictures."

The scholar put down the brush in his hand, gently placed the book beside him, and then said, "Do you want a landscape or a portrait? You can take a look at my previous paintings first."

Fu Bao looked at his previous paintings, and was quite satisfied with the colors, so he said, "Neither, I want to paint food."

The scholar smiled and said, "I have never painted this before. But you can give it a try."

Fubao: "Why don't you close your stall and come to my shop to paint. It's not easy to bring out the sugar water."

The scholar hesitated: "My business is not good. If I close the shop again, I will have nothing to sell except a few paintings today."

Fu Bao hurriedly said, "I will pay you as much money as you delay, don't worry."

The scholar packed his things after a while, and after packing everything, there was only enough space for a backpack.

Fubao took him directly to the second floor and asked Liu Er's wife to bring up a bowl of each kind of sweet soup.

The brush, ink, paper and inkstone are all ready. Fubao: "Please draw ten of each, and try to make the colors as close as possible."

The scholar looked at the pens, inks and paints that he could not afford normally and could not let them go. He said happily, "Don't worry."

Three hours later, seven paintings were neatly hung under the signature sweet soup. They were so lifelike that they made people salivate with excitement.

Scholar: "Young Master, I will go back today and will finish the paintings in the next nine days."

Fubao held up the painting which was almost as tall as himself and praised: "Your painting is really good!"

The scholar paused and said, "Thank you for the compliment. As long as it is useful, that's good."

Fu Bao gave him five taels of silver: "This is your reward. I'll give you another five taels after you finish the painting. Keep it."

The scholar looked at the silver in her hand and said hesitantly, "It doesn't need to be so much, three taels in total will be fine."

Fubao: "Your painting is very useful and helps a lot. Please accept it, otherwise I will be embarrassed to ask you for help in the future."

The scholar took the silver, thanked him and left. Fubao looked at the guests coming and going below from the second floor, tilted his head and thought, it's time.