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

"No, Sister Yan, how can you...cut vegetables and season them so skillfully?"

Leng Su was extremely surprised, and Leng Yan then realized that he had been so engrossed in thinking about the spicy cabbage that he had subconsciously finished the work.

After all, as a chef in her previous life, she could prepare all kinds of dumpling fillings with her eyes closed.

Fortunately, she had taken precautions in advance, and Leng Su reacted immediately.

"Is this what you said about what you saw and heard, and what you suddenly did?"

"Yes, that's it!"

Leng Yan firmly admitted it and added: "I found that I can do a lot of things now. I can do things that I couldn't do before."

Leng Su's eyes lit up, "What about embroidery? If you are good at it, you can make a lot of money!"

Leng Yan: ...

"Soy sauce is expensive and we don't have any at home."

Zhang Cuiniang next to her couldn't help laughing, "You are still Yan Jie'er. No matter how you change, your needlework is still the same as before."

After hearing what her sister-in-law said, Leng Su also reacted.

In the past, Leng Yan was quiet and strong, but not a noisy person.

If you don't provoke her, she can sit in the same place for an entire afternoon, being exceptionally quiet and well-behaved.

At that time, she discussed with Zhang Cuiniang about trying to teach Leng Yan how to embroider, since it is a skill after all.

At that time, the two sisters racked their brains every day to think of ways to teach her embroidery. They didn't want to just learn how to hold the embroidery needle, so they learned it for three days.

But picking up a hatchet and chopping wood with great vigor and power was something that could be learned just by watching it once. In the end, the aunt and sister-in-law had no choice but to give up the idea.

With all the cause and effect, Leng Yan happened to encounter this situation by accident, which made her feel more at ease.

She only put salt and pepper in the dumpling filling, and she was afraid that it would not taste good enough, so she secretly bought a box of thirteen spices from the mall for a few copper coins.

After quietly adding an appropriate amount, she secretly threw it back into the mall warehouse.

She was able to discover the mall warehouse only after she sold the clam oil and earned three taels of silver.

She was worried that if the money was lost or discovered, she might get into trouble.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she had this thought, the system reminded her that there was a warehouse similar to a wallet in the mall, which could hold money and things. It was not very big, but it was definitely enough and very convenient.

She thought this design was very humane at the time, and now she feels the same way.

"Mmm, it smells so good!"

Sure enough, the taste is different when thirteen spices are added. It's a pity that soy sauce has color and will be discovered, otherwise the taste will be better.

However, the imperfection of this time can make us look forward to the next time better.

Leng Yan comforted herself and after preparing the dumpling filling, Zhang Cuiniang also kneaded the dough, pinched it into small pieces and started rolling out the skins.

The dumpling skin is made of a mixture of white flour and black flour, and is brown in color.

It is not easy to eat dumplings these days, and it is even more of a luxury during non-festival periods.

Zhang Cuiniang was reluctant to use more white flour, so she added some black flour.

But even so, the family is still very happy.

Especially when the dumplings are put into the pot, everyone in the family would stare at the pot.

After being poured with cold water several times, the dumplings started to float up one by one.

Zhang Cuiniang then picked up a bowl, filled two large bowls with dumplings, and called Leng Huai and Leng Cang over.

"His uncle, Brother Cang, send it to Aunt Liu's house next door."

Thinking of the two stews of fish that they had to eat in a row, Leng Huai and Leng Cang, the uncle and nephew, responded, took the big bowls steadily, and went to deliver the dumplings.

Zhang Cuiniang was like this, she would break a copper coin into two halves to spend. But if others treated her three points well, she would return six points.

"Come on, aunt, take this bowl to our father first!"

There were not many dumplings, so eating only about 50% to 60% full was enough. However, there was a lot of soup, so everyone drank bowl after bowl of soup until they were full.

After all, these days we only eat two meals a day, and it’s not easy to eat half full.

It was still early after dinner, and the boys went back to the west room to watch Leng Xun and Old Man Leng weaving baskets while savoring the delicious dumplings they had just eaten.

A kerosene lamp was lit in the east room. Zhang Cuiniang was mending clothes while Leng Su was sitting in front of the embroidery frame embroidering.

Leng Su was casually flipping through the cloth and embroidery thread that she had just brought back from the embroidery shop today. She looked at the cotton wrapped next to it and remembered what she had said during the day about doing something to warm the ears of Leng Yan and his siblings.

It was cold now, so she did it right away. She called a few children over, took a rough measurement of the size, and then started working.

After Zhang Cuiniang finished mending her clothes, she also joined in.

Leng Yan watched with great interest at first, but after a while, her eyes started to droop.

When he finally fell asleep holding Leng Henuan in his arms, he seemed to hear the faint noises of her mother and her aunt pushing and yelling.

"I can't take this money, you keep it as your dowry!"

Zhang Cuiniang turned around and continued to busy herself with needlework.

"Second sister-in-law, why can't we have it now?"

Leng Su joked, "Are you afraid that I won't be able to get married and don't want to support me as an old maid?"

"What nonsense!"

Zhang Cui Niang glared at her unhappily and said, "When I married you, you and your third brother were only a month old. It's not an exaggeration to say that you two were my daughters and sons who were raised by me.

You are saying this to pierce my heart."

"Since you raised us, you should accept this money. I can't even compare to you in one ten-thousandth of the hard work you have put into this family.

If you don't even accept this little money, how can I live with shame in the future?"

Leng Su came forward and acted coquettishly with her, making Zhang Cuiniang have no choice but to accept it.

Seeing that she had a lot more copper coins in her hand than before, Zhang Cuiniang felt very unhappy.

In fact, the money that Leng Su earned from embroidery was divided into three parts.

She kept one share as her dowry, gave one share to Zhang Cuiniang to supplement the household expenses, and the other share was used to support Sun Caiwen's studies.

Zhang Cuiniang didn't want to accept Leng Su's money, and she was hurt by Han's words yesterday.

Leng Su lost her mother when she was young, and her family was poor and could not afford a high dowry. Instead, Leng Su had to subsidize her, which Zhang Cuiniang felt was too much to bear.

Leng Su seemed to think of the past, and her heart felt as if it was stabbed by a knife.

The person who once treated her sincerely, the person she thought she would spend the rest of her life with, turned out to be the one who hurt her the most.

Although Leng Yan’s words of advice yesterday were very encouraging.

But the cold feeling was still like a thorn in her throat, no matter how she tried to open up.

She was only a thirteen-year-old child, bound by the ancient feudal ethics. She was determined to survive the blow of the broken engagement and to seek death.

She pretended to be nonchalant, just because she didn't want to worry her family, so she just digested it silently.

Zhang Cuiniang saw that something was wrong with her and tried to persuade her a few more times before changing the subject and continuing with her work.

The next morning, when Leng Yan opened her eyes, she saw a gray and white rabbit fur earmuffs placed next to her pillow.