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

"Sir, what do you want?"

The pork stall owner welcomed them warmly, and after the Leng family members glanced around the stall, Old Man Leng hesitated and spoke.

"Boss, how much is suet?"

"Oh, old man, you have a good eye. The lard in my house is very oily, and the lard residue is also fragrant and crispy..."

The pork stall owner boasted, "If you really want it, I'll give it to you at a lower price, only 20 cents a pound."

Fatty meat is priced like this these days, and it’s close to the Chinese New Year, so they asked for five pounds, which cost another hundred cents.

Before leaving, Leng Yan caught a glimpse of the pig bones nearby, thought for a moment and asked, "Boss, how much are these pig shanks?"

After buying lard, grandpa would definitely not buy pork again. Without seeing the pig offal, she could only aim at the pig bones.

The pork stall owner was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said, "These are not worth much. If you want them, just give me two copper coins each. You can choose the size you want."

"Five coppers and three sticks."

Leng Yan stretched out her palm to bargain, and the pork stall owner thought her little adult look was funny and agreed with a smile.

Seeing this, Leng Yan turned around and discussed, "Grandpa, how about we buy five copper coins and make some bone soup for Dad? Only then can he get better faster!"

Upon hearing this reason, Leng Cang beside him also begged. He wanted his father's leg to heal soon so that his mother would not cry secretly anymore.

"Okay, okay, let's buy it."

Old man Leng felt indescribably proud that his grandchildren were so sensible.

After deducting the eight copper coins for the round-trip fare, there was still eighty-seven copper coins left.

After that, they went to get some external medicine for Leng Xun, and only twenty-seven cents were left.

Leng Yan pestered her grandfather for ten cents, saying that she wanted to buy candy for her younger brothers and sisters at home, but in fact she went to the mall and bought ten boxes of clam oil at one yuan a box.

She discovered this when she was washing up in the morning. The weather here was cold and dry. Her skin felt tight after washing her face, which was considered good condition. In serious cases, her hands would crack and bleed.

Therefore, she urgently needed some cheap and easy-to-use clam oil to save her skin. Of course, this era also needed it, so she came up with an idea to make money.

Leng Su didn't go into the city just to relax today, she also wanted to go to the embroidery shop to sell some handkerchiefs she had embroidered.

From yesterday till now, Leng Su has been a little absent-minded. Even though Leng Yan has told her many stories about self-reliant women, she still needs to digest them slowly.

Therefore, Leng Yan, who was worried about her going to the embroidery shop alone, made an excuse to go with her, while Old Man Leng and Leng Cang were waiting at the city gate with their things on their backs.

There is a street called Qingshui Lane on East Street, which is full of embroidery shops, cloth shops, rouge and powder shops, etc. The aunt and nephew arrived there in a short while.

The embroidery shop that Leng Su often went to was called Yuxiufang, and next to it were several rouge shops.

Seeing this, Leng Yan grabbed Leng Su who was about to enter Yuxiufang and said.

"Aunt, I'm a little tired, so I won't follow you in. I'll sit on the steps at the door and wait for you to come out."

"But is there any discomfort?"

Leng Su came back to his senses. His niece had just recovered from her illness. It was all his fault for being careless and not noticing that his niece was unwell.

"No."

Leng Yan shook her head, "Little aunt, please go in. I'll be waiting for you at the door and won't run around."

Seeing that she was well-behaved and there was nothing unusual on her face, Leng Su felt relieved and quickly walked into the embroidery shop, ready to make a quick decision.

When Leng Yan saw her young aunt walk around a row of shelves and go inside, she immediately turned around and walked towards the rouge shop next door.

"Hey, what are you doing? You little girl, don't you see that this is a place you can enter?"

The waiter at the door of Ruyi Pavilion couldn't help but scold when he saw a little girl in tattered clothes coming up the stairs.

"If you want to beg for food, go to Dong'an Street in front. There are many restaurants and hotels there. You can bet there will be kind people who will give you food!"

Leng Yan, who was full of plans to make money, looked gloomy when she heard this. Although she was wearing a patched coarse cloth jacket, it was washed very clean and she didn't look like a beggar at all.

She suppressed her discomfort and put on a smile.

She understands that her current position is just like that of a door-to-door salesperson in her previous life.

It is normal for the salesman to be met with cold faces when he visits customers.

So she smiled sweetly and said, "Hello, big brother. I'm not here to ask for anything. I'm here to sell something."

Leng Yan is ten years old this year, but due to years of malnutrition, she looks only seven or eight years old.

She was small in stature and had a small face, and because it was cold, her round face and cheeks were frozen red.

Fortunately, she is not dark, and her whole little face looks like a red apple, which makes her particularly lovable and cute.

Seeing that she was not scared away by him, but smiled at him instead, the clerk couldn't help but glance into the shop.

"No matter whether you want it or sell it, you should leave quickly. My aunt is in the shop today and has specifically instructed that no unimportant people should be allowed in."

Leng Yan was unwilling to give up and wanted to try again. The waiter saw what she was thinking and tried to persuade her in a low voice.

"My aunt is very favored in the mansion, and she is very strict with others on weekdays. Don't ask for trouble."

The young man spoke politely, but his facial expression was direct and clear. He must have been bullied by this lady on a daily basis.

Just when Leng Yan was hesitating whether to face the challenge or look for another family, a rouge jar suddenly hit the door frame.

"Where did this wild girl come from? She is blocking the young lady's light. Why don't you chase her out now?"

The rouge jar was smashed to pieces, and a maid in a green jacket came over in response, shaking her handkerchief in annoyance.

She turned around and yelled at the waiter, "You are glaring at me to vent your anger. If you offend the young lady, I will peel off a layer of skin from you."

The young man was so frightened that he trembled and hurriedly drove Leng Yan away, telling her to leave quickly.

It is said that servants follow their masters. Seeing how unreasonable and domineering the maids are, we can see the character of their masters.

The question is whether to step forward and curse to vent your anger, or to keep a low profile.

Leng Yan thought about what she was going to do soon and that her aunt couldn't know about it, so she endured it.

Leng Yan was weak now and came alone, so she couldn't afford to offend him. As they were both workers, she was afraid that it would be difficult for her to work as a waiter, so she turned around and left.

Humph, there are weird things every year, and there are especially many this year, so just consider it as cutting losses in time.

Thinking of this, Leng Yan entered the next rouge shop, Fulin Pavilion, with full confidence.

As it approached noon, there were fewer people in Fulin Pavilion, and no one noticed Leng Yan when he entered.

Leng Yan stopped at the threshold, looked inside, and happened to meet the eyes of a woman behind the counter.

"Hello, Madam Boss, I have some good stuff to sell, are you interested?"

Leng Yan walked forward generously without seeming shy.

"Oh~"

The woman asked in surprise, "How do you know I'm the boss's wife? Your parents are here too, why are you the only one selling things?"

"It's because you, the boss lady, have such an attractive temperament that one can tell at a glance."

Leng Yan was generous with her praise, and her little mouth looked as sweet as if it was covered with honey.

The woman was amused by her, but she still showed the shrewdness of a businessman.

"Little girl, let me tell you this first. This is a rouge shop, not a pawnshop. We don't take anything."

Seeing that the woman did not resist but was very interested, Leng Yan did not keep her in suspense and directly took out the clam oil he had just bought from the mall from his sleeve.