A small breakfast shop in the street market, supporting the family and making money

Immediately, the way Village Chief Lan looked at Leng Yan changed.

"I never thought that Yan would be so lucky. It's worth it that your family sought medical treatment and medicine for her when she was young. This is all a blessing!"

What Village Chief Lan said was right. If an ordinary family discovered that their child was disabled or mentally retarded since childhood, especially a girl, it would be very disappointing.

Because of the taboo and lack of money for treatment, they will probably be abandoned, despised, or left to fend for themselves.

There are very few families like the Leng family, who love their children wholeheartedly, either by seeking medical treatment or praying to gods and Buddhas.

"Yes, yes, our girl Yan will be blessed in the future!"

Old Master Leng echoed from the side, with an expression of unstoppable relief on his face.

Old Master Leng and Village Chief Lan were friends who grew up together. After drinking some wine, they chatted about all sorts of things and had a great time.

When the moon reached its zenith, they dispersed with a lingering feeling.

As the person who had obtained first-hand information, when Village Chief Lan heard the rumors about the Leng family in the village the next day, he naturally stepped forward to refute and reprimand them.

Not only for other reasons, but also in the village he manages, if a bad reputation spreads, he will lose face as the village chief.

Those people were speechless after being scolded, and each of them was like a quail with its neck shrunk, and they dared not speak recklessly anymore.

The Leng family had no way of knowing this, so they drove their own ox cart towards Hulu Town early in the morning.

Aunt Liu was still a little dazed along the way. When Zhang Cuiniang came to her house yesterday and asked her to do some work, she was stunned.

She didn't know why she was asked to do the job. After Zhang Cuiniang pulled her aside and told her roughly what had happened during this period, she was stunned.

It felt like a dream, and she still hasn't recovered from it.

"Xu~"

Mr. Leng parked the ox cart at the back door of the food store, and Leng Yan said:

"Mom, take Aunt Liu and the others to the shop first. Grandpa and I will go to the carpenter's shop in front to get the lunch boxes that were ordered a few days ago."

"Oh, okay!"

After Zhang Cuiniang responded, she led Aunt Liu and others into the shop.

Leng Xun and the little twins didn't come today. They stayed at home to look after the house.

Seeing them enter the shop, Old Man Leng drove the ox cart forward.

A few days ago, Leng Yan ordered fifty wooden lunch boxes with lids. Their shapes were the same as the lunch boxes in his previous life. They were like wooden barrels and basins, and were painted with waterproof varnish so that they could be used to hold rice.

The wooden lunch box does not require many materials and is not difficult to make. The carpenter’s shop charges three cents for one.

Leng Yan thought it was expensive, and after haggling for a long time he finally gave him two cents a piece and ordered fifty.

After paying a hundred copper coins, the grandfather and grandson loaded the lunch box onto the ox cart and then drove the cart back to the shop.

Leng Huai and Leng Cang, who heard the noise in the shop, came out to help. They were surprised to see so many lunch boxes and said that they also wanted to use them to eat in the future.

Leng Yan looked at them with amusement, agreed with a smile, and said that he would make new ones for them tomorrow and these could be kept in the shop for the time being.

After all the lunch boxes were put in order, Leng Yan thought for a moment and asked someone to cut some oil paper to pad them inside, so that when diners took the packed food home, it would look clean and would be easy to clean.

After everything was done, Leng Yan went into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Zhang Cuiniang, Leng Su, and Aunt Liu had already chopped the stuffing and kneaded the dough. They were just waiting for Leng Yan to season and adjust the stuffing before they could start wrapping the dumplings.

Aunt Liu had eaten the dumplings sent by the Leng family before, and they had also eaten the Leng family's meals when they helped slaughter the pig.

At that time, she felt that the Leng family's dishes tasted good, even better than those sold outside.

Later, she asked out of curiosity and found out that it was Leng Yan’s craft.

It is also said that when Leng Yan was a child, a wandering Taoist priest and she had a connection. He not only calculated her fortune, but also left her a booklet by chance.

After Leng Yan recovered from his mental retardation, he was able to understand the contents of the booklet and learned a lot of useful things.

Therefore, when she saw the Leng family opened such a large food store, although she was surprised, she also felt it was reasonable.

Since Yan Yatou has this good skill, it is normal for her to do business, make money and improve her life.

Therefore, although she was envious and happy, she was not jealous. The two families were on good terms, and the Leng family's life had just gotten better, so didn't they think of their own family?

Aunt Liu smiled when she saw this and said, "Oh, Cui Niang, your shop is really well run. I'll go to the front and take a look. Let me take a good look at it."

She was shocked when she entered the shop just now. She thought that the shop rented by the Leng family would be a small shop.

But the backyard was not only bright, spacious and large, but the decoration inside the shop was also extremely good. She, a country girl, had never seen anything like this before.

Therefore, Leng Yan wanted to come over to season and prepare the fillings, which was considered a secret recipe, but she tactfully avoided him and went for a walk, which was the right thing to do.

Zhang Cuiniang at the side didn't react, but Leng Yan smiled knowingly, "Okay, then you can take a look around and get familiar with the environment."

Although the two families are on good terms, when it comes to interests, they have to strike a balance.

Leng Yan instinctively felt that she had chosen the right person and felt closer to Aunt Liu.

She thought that when the shop gradually got on track, Aunt Liu might be able to become her right-hand man.

Let’s do it one step at a time, Leng Yan thought as she and her mother prepared several fillings.

While she was doing it, she taught her mother in detail. After all the fillings were prepared, they could roll the skins and make dumplings.

Zhang Cuiniang and Leng Su have learned how to make dumplings in the past few days. Aunt Liu is also an expert at making dumplings. After a few times, they can make dumplings quite well.

They were making dumplings and eating cold coriander and then they were stacking vegetables.

The elm leaves on the mountain are old, so I can’t make elm seed steamed buns today, so I just steamed a few more baskets of steamed vegetable dragons.

Old Man Leng was watching the fire in the stove, while Leng Yan went to the stove in front to make some sauce-flavored pancakes. When they were almost done, diners started to arrive one after another.

Leng Huai and Leng Cang started to greet customers, collect money and serve meals. Soon the diners were given five vegetarian fried buns and a portion of soybean-flavored pancake. They were very busy.

These days, although other restaurants have imitated and tried to grab business, their taste can never compare to Leng's.

I have tried Leng’s fried dumplings before, but I went to another place to save money. The taste was not right, so I would never go there again after the first try.

After going around in circles, I finally returned to the Leng family. By comparison, there are quite a few repeat customers in the Leng family snack shop today.

"Oh, after trying so many, I still prefer Leng's pan-fried buns. Not only are the fillings delicious, but the fried bun skin is even more fragrant the more you chew it."

"Who says it's not? What are those in other places? The water is water and the buns are buns. It's not an exaggeration to say they are boiled buns. They don't look like pan-fried buns at all."

"Well, what you have is nothing. You know that shop two streets away? It was also selling Jiangxiang cakes yesterday.

I was curious and bought one to try.

Oh my god, what the hell are those? Unleavened pancakes, smeared with soybean paste, and they dare to call them soybean paste pancakes. I really wasted my three copper coins.

Such discussions continued to be heard, but Leng Yan listened calmly and did not say much.

Only after the morning market was over did the family have time to sit down and rest.