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

The diners who came today could already smell the fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

Seeing that new dishes were served, everyone ordered a combination of them. As expected, they were amazed after taking a bite.

"They are fresh, fragrant and delicious. The taste of these dishes is not inferior to that of big restaurants. The most important thing is that they are cheap."

"Who says it's not true? Take this dish of pork ribs and steamed yam for example. The taste and appearance of this dish are something that ordinary restaurants can't make."

"Yes, look at this white jade-like, emerald-like, tender and juicy home-cooked chive, it can be cooked so deliciously and goes well with rice."

Hearing the diners in the restaurant praising the food while eating, and quite a few of them taking it away, everyone who was busy was very happy.

Nowadays, the customers in the shop are no longer limited to workers or business travelers at the dock.

Even the residents nearby, if they don’t want to cook for breakfast or lunch, will pack some food from Leng Ji and take it home.

Therefore, in front of Leng Ji Snack Shop, there are not only diners queuing up to eat, but also nearby residents holding lunch boxes or bowls and plates.

Lengji has become as bustling and prosperous as a canteen.

Fortunately, their dishes are prepared in advance. Although there are many people queuing, the food is served quickly. Even though they are so busy, they are still able to accommodate them.

After the lunch market was over and the last batch of customers had left, the group was able to take a break and rest.

Although they were tired, they were also happy as the competition from other food shops did not affect the business in their shop.

The business in the shop is good and I can make money, who wouldn't be happy?

After resting and tidying up the shop, Mr. Leng took them to the market on an ox cart to buy things for the Qingming Festival.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Liu also bought some. As Qingming Festival was approaching, it would be better to buy some early so as to avoid being in a hurry when the time comes.

Paper money, incense, and candles are indispensable for sacrifice. This year, conditions are better, so apple cakes are placed in odd numbers rather than even numbers. A total of five items are prepared.

When they had bought almost everything, the group got on the ox cart and prepared to return to the village.

Leng Yan saw an old lady selling chicken eggs and duck eggs on the street and wanted to buy some to pickle and eat with porridge or as snacks, which were both delicious.

The chickens, ducks and geese raised at home were still young and had not yet reached the age of laying eggs. When Zhang Cuiniang heard her say this, she nodded in agreement.

However, Aunt Liu, who was standing nearby, heard this and said that she had saved a lot of eggs from her chickens and ducks, and that they could be bought from her and she would give them a lower price.

After Leng Yan asked about the quantity, he felt it was not enough, so he bought some from the market first, and then bought the rest from Aunt Liu.

Chicken eggs cost one cent each, buy ten and get one free; duck eggs cost two cents each, buy twenty and get one free.

There were more than thirty chicken eggs and more than twenty duck eggs in the old woman's basket, and Leng Yan took them all.

Seeing that the old woman was old and had a hard time, Leng Yan calculated and paid her eighty cents.

After counting, the old woman handed back a few copper coins tremblingly.

"Little girl, you paid too much, so I can't charge you more. I'll give what I should give and collect what I should collect. I'm honest in doing business."

Seeing this, Leng Yan said nothing more. Thinking that eggs were indispensable in the daily cooking of the shop, he spoke.

"Old lady, if you have more eggs to sell in the future, you can send them to Lengji Snack Shop on Tianshui Street. We will take as many as you want. It will be faster than you selling them at the stall."

The old woman was quite moved when she heard this.

"Thank you, girl. Thank you, girl."

Her family was in financial difficulty. Besides making a living from the fields, they also relied on the eggs laid by the chickens and ducks they raised at home, which they could exchange for some money to supplement the family income.

But eggs are not easy to sell. Sometimes we can't sell many in a day, and people who want to take advantage of us will ask us to bargain, be picky, or give a few more.

It was rare to meet big customers like Leng Yan, who were not picky, did not ask for extra gifts when buying more, and even introduced long-term business to her. How could she not be deeply moved?

Seeing this, Leng Yan waved his hand and explained the location of the shop in detail before getting on the ox cart with the eggs.

Now that the chicken and duck eggs have been bought, they need to be pickled, and wine and water are also essential.

When he heard that they wanted to buy some wine, Grandpa Leng was so happy that his teeth were showing. As the wine at home was almost finished, he asked his eldest granddaughter to buy some more.

Leng Yan knew that her grandfather didn't have many hobbies and just liked to have a drink when he had nothing to do, so she nodded in agreement.

There were many types of alcoholic beverages in this era, and their prices varied. Turbid wine was the cheapest and had a turbid taste and thick residue.

Rice wine has a sweet and mellow taste, while yellow wine has a mellow and fresh taste.

Tu Su wine is mellow and refreshing at first, with a refreshing medicinal aroma that is very strong, soft and easy to drink, pure and clear.

Leng Yan uses sorghum wine. In that era, winemaking technology was not well developed, and a liquor with an alcohol content of more than 20 degrees was considered pretty good.

In the past, the family was poor and Mr. Leng drank a lot of liquor. Now that he has earned some money, Leng Yan makes him some Tu Su wine, which is softer and more comfortable to drink.

Grandpa Leng was very happy that his eldest granddaughter respected him.

Finally, Leng Yan thought of the cooking wine she had used to remove the fishy smell from meat dishes recently. She bought it from the mall and poured it into the seasoning jar.

She thought that in the future, she would slowly delegate the cooking work to others, but this was not a long-term solution.

So she bought some rice wine, firstly to use it in cooking, and secondly to take it home and try to make some cooking wine.

All these drinks together weighed more than ten pounds, and the total cost was about one or two or three cents.

After loading the things onto the ox cart, the group returned to the village.

After arriving home, Leng Yan followed her mother and went to Aunt Liu's house to collect chicken and duck eggs.

Aunt Liu has children at home, so she eats most of the eggs herself, and only about thirty or forty are left. She eats fewer duck eggs, so there are as many as seventy or eighty left.

Aunt Liu wanted to half buy it and half give it to them as a gift, considering that the Leng family had helped them a lot.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Cuiniang and her daughter insisted on paying according to the market price, otherwise they would not want it.

Aunt Liu had no choice but to nod in agreement. Finally, she called her eldest son Zhan Jiang and her eldest daughter Zhan Ying to help the mother and daughter send the chicken and duck eggs back home.

In fact, these things are nothing to the strong Leng Yan.

However, the big man Zhan Jiang felt that Leng Yan was about the same size as his own younger sister, and too delicate and petite, so he was reluctant to let her do heavy work.

Even though he knew that Leng Yan was strong enough to hunt a wild boar, he still subconsciously treated her as a little sister.

"Sister Yan, you don't need to help. My brother and I can carry it."

Zhan Ying was carrying the eggs and following her mother's instructions, she and her eldest brother personally delivered the things to the Leng family, without letting Leng Yan and the others help.

Zhang Cuiniang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and kept praising the two children for being honest.

After returning home, she thought about the cakes she had bought today and was about to give them two pieces, but when she turned around, the two siblings had disappeared.