A Farm Girl Traveling Through Time: Raising a Stunning Husband

As soon as the boy got it, the older man who was eating heartily over there finally found a chance to talk.

"Hey, little brother, your tofu buns are really delicious," he said and took another bite.

Shen Wu smiled helplessly: "Please eat slowly. Although the tofu is small, it is soft and smooth. Be careful not to choke. If you choke, you can try the soup from the stall next to you."

This was the first time she mentioned the vendor next to her. In the past, she was so focused on her own stall that she never paid attention to what was around her, but she recognized this thing. Although there was a stall selling soup noodles next to it, it was a perfect thirst-quencher when eaten with buns.

The elder brother waved his hand and took another bite of the last half: "It doesn't matter."

The boy imitated and took a bite of the greasy tofu bun. The feeling was even more interesting than the first time he tasted the tofu. He had come out to buy snacks for his little brother, but he didn't expect the bun to attract his attention.

"Give me two more tofu buns." He quickly swallowed a bun and took out money to buy two more.

Shen Wu wrapped the buns and sent them away. She didn't expect that the tofu buns would be so popular.

As soon as the two people left, a sparse crowd of people poured into the morning market street again. Some of them were old customers who had been eating there for many years and liked to try a bite at the old stalls.

Although Shen Wu's two stalls have only been open for a short time, the buns here are affordable and tasty, and are indeed the choice of the coolies.

Those who think the food is too expensive always come in pairs, and each of them only buys one. Anyway, the buns are big enough, and if they also buy a bowl of pancake soup, half is enough for each person.

"Oh, what's the filling here?" Shen Wu had just sat down when he saw an old lady coming over, and he hurried over to greet her.

"This is tofu," Shen Wu replied with a smile.

"Tofu? How much for it, young man?" The lady was dressed quite simply and her clothes were old, but her face looked very young. There were wrinkles on her face, but her skin was tight and her eyes were bright. Although her outstretched hand had wrinkles on it, it was not as wrinkled as those of the other ladies in the village.

Although Shen Wu was puzzled for a moment, as it was such a strange combination to see such people in one person, he convinced himself the next moment, thinking that perhaps because the other person had a little more money, he just suffered less.

"Since you are a new customer, let me give you a detailed introduction. Today we have tofu shepherd's purse and pure tofu fillings, each only costs seven cents."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman's face showed some surprise: "Liu Wen, I'm afraid you are trying to rob me."

Shen Wu shook her head and tried her best to deal with it, but she felt a little flustered. What was coming finally came! She knew this day would come!

"You're joking. The pancakes at the morning market cost six cents each, but my buns cost only seven cents and they're not expensive at all."

The old woman's eyes were full of disbelief: "How can it not be expensive? That pancake stall has been around for more than ten years, and their pancakes are the best."

"You don't know," Shen Wu said as he picked up a bun from above and showed it to the onlookers and the old woman.

She broke open a tofu bun in front of everyone, and saw that the bun, which was as big as a human hand, was filled with small yellow and white pieces. Because it was broken open by external force, a tempting aroma wafted out from inside.

Those who were close by naturally smelled the fragrance and some swallowed their saliva.

Shen Wu shook the bun again. Due to the human power shaking, the tender pieces inside trembled and shook, which made the people around him salivate and wanted to buy one to taste what it tasted like.

The old woman wanted to say something again, but was pushed aside by people outside the crowd and squeezed in: "Those who are not buying, please make way. I have to hurry to work."

The person who squeezed in was a middle-aged man with a familiar face. Unfortunately, Shen Wu had a slight problem with people and had no idea who he was.

"Little brother, give me a shepherd's purse and a tofu."

Shen Wu naturally heard what he said before, and hurriedly put the tofu bag on the unused oil paper aside, then took out a new one and wrapped the two big buns as best as possible.

In ancient times, oil paper bags were considered large, but the buns she made were so shiny that two buns could be wrapped in it with only a small portion of the oil paper overlapping.

The middle-aged man hurriedly stuffed a bun into his mouth, pushed the crowd away and ran away.

While the old woman was about to say something, another group of people came, including men and women.

"Young shopkeeper, I heard that you have buns with new fillings. Come and try some." The first one was a middle-aged woman who was carrying a bamboo basket.

When Shen Wu heard her say this, he knew that this was a new guest: "Our buns are seven cents each. Now we have two kinds of fillings: shepherd's purse and tofu and pure tofu. What would you like?"

"Seven coins?" The old lady hesitated a little, but she still made a move after thinking of what she had seen before: "Give me a tofu one."

Gu Zhou took the copper coin while Shen Wu also wrapped a bun. In fact, one bun could be held in one hand, but her bun was much bigger than usual, and it was a little difficult to hold while it was still hot without oil paper.

The old lady took the buns and stood aside to check with her friends. Shen Wu didn't pay attention to anything else and focused on wrapping the buns.

It turned out that the people who followed the old lady were not from the same group. Some men were obviously regular customers. They took out 14 copper coins and handed them over and announced what they wanted: "Shepherd's purse as usual, and a new filling."

The people watching behind were not stupid. They saw that the new fillings in the backpack were bigger than before and they all wanted to add some tofu.

Seeing that no one responded, the old woman was shaking with anger, and said to the crowd who were eager to buy buns: "How can you do business without caring about others?"

It seemed like he was targeting the crowd, but in fact he was targeting the two kids selling buns.

Several people who came to buy buns took the buns and looked over. Some old uncles obviously recognized this person. They looked at her in surprise, then glanced at the two kids selling buns, and knew that today would be a difficult day.

Shen Wu was wrapping buns with his head down when he heard someone whisper: "Young boss, this is the one selling steamed buns, porridge and soup at the morning market. It rained a few days ago and they didn't come, so they imitated your buns, but the sales were not good. It seems they are here to cause trouble today."

The person who spoke was an old customer who had come early to buy. Although Shen Wu didn't quite remember him, his face looked very familiar.

She smiled and said to the person who came: "Thank you uncle for your kind reminder. I will just pretend that she doesn't exist."

"What are you thanking me for? The boss's buns are affordable and delicious, so I'll just say a few words."

After Shen Wu knew the situation, she stopped paying any attention to it. It was difficult for her to do too much with her current status. If she got angry after being confronted, she was afraid that she would be hated by him in the future.

"Come and take a look! Big buns with delicious fillings! Don't miss them if you pass by!" Shen Wu was wrapping buns while shouting loudly, as if he was completely ignoring anyone.

The old woman was so angry that her head was boiling. These two little kids didn't take her seriously! They were yelling so loudly.

The pair of narrow eyes rolled around and he began to shout loudly about the bad things about the bun stall.