Escape from famine: Daddy stands up, Dali girl lies down

After washing up, everyone changed into the clothes that were kept at the bottom of the closet.

Her hair was combed into a sleek bun, and her dark red face was filled with a radiance that had not been seen in many days.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone smiled at each other and went out into the street together.

The clean and tidy clothes without a single patch made everyone hold their heads high and no longer avoid looking at them.

Lin Shu was wearing a blue fine cotton dress, a small cloth hat on her head, and a small blue cloth bag across her body.

The bluestone streets are spacious and clean, with shops lining both sides of the street.

A small street shop at the entrance of the alley was steaming hot. Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the forehead of the man cooking noodles. He kept pulling the towel draped over his shoulders to wipe his sweat.

A woman in a headscarf was busy clearing the table, and the wooden basin in the corner was piled with bowls and chopsticks.

A little girl about ten years old and a boy about five years old were busy washing dishes.

...

"Gu~lu~"

Lin Erzhuang's throat rolled as he touched his empty stomach.

The dark face was a little red, but fortunately the black color covered everything.

When Lin Shu heard her father's stomach protesting, she took the initiative to point at the noodle shop.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

"Let's go eat noodles."

When Lin Erzhuang heard that his daughter was hungry, his face turned pale and he took the lead to walk into the noodle shop.

"Let's go look somewhere else." Uncle Wu shook his head.

Deep down, he was really not interested in this kind of small noodle shop.

I haven't had any oil in my stomach for a long time, so I have to have some meat for my first meal in the city!

"Okay, see you at the inn." Lin Erzhuang said cheerfully.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?"

The woman put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands, and settled the person down with a smile.

"We have white noodles, mixed noodles, and wontons. What would you like to eat, sir?"

"Eight bowls of white noodles and eight bowls of wontons."

Lin Erzhuang glanced at the man cooking noodles and smiled.

"Eight more bowls of noodle soup and two side dishes."

"Okay! Sir, please wait a moment."

The woman immediately smiled and shouted loudly.

"Boss, eight bowls of white noodles, eight bowls of wontons, eight bowls of noodle soup, and two side dishes."

Most of the food sold in the morning is mixed noodles at five cents a bowl.

She sold less than ten bowls of white noodles, and she was worried about what to do with the big bowl of white noodles.

In very hot weather, the dough will become sour before noon.

"Dad, I want fried eggs." Lin Shu pointed at the noodle stall.

"Suck~Slurp~"

When the twins heard about fried eggs, they couldn't help slobbering, and even Lin Erzhuang swallowed his saliva secretly.

"My good grandson is still filial." Old Man Wu agreed.

"Okay, then give me eight more fried eggs." Lin Erzhuang said cheerfully.

Mrs. Wu touched her chest in pain, her body shaking.

He opened his mouth, pinched the purse in his arms, but ultimately said nothing.

"Okay, come right away."

The man cooking the noodles yelled, his tone full of joy.

After a while, noodle soup and side dishes were served.

The sour and crispy pickles, topped with red dogwood, were very refreshing and immediately became the favorite of the eight people.

Lin Shu smacked her lips and thought to herself, what if it was poured with special red oil?

That's what we call fragrance!

Thinking that the vegetables in the space garden were ripe, she also took the time to make some pickles.

This is a great side dish for porridge or noodles. In the past, people bought packaged side dishes for convenience.

Now I can only do it myself and have enough food and clothing.

...

Before I even finished my bowl of noodle soup, the side dishes had been completely eaten.

Even the oil in the plate was poured into the noodle soup by the twins.

"Zizi~"

The aroma of eggs frying in oil makes passers-by stop and sniff.

"Smells, it smells so good!"

Some people were so tempted by the aroma that they couldn't walk and went straight to the noodle shop to have a quick meal.

Seeing a whole family sitting together and enjoying a feast will whet the appetite of diners.

Sprinkle a few green chopped green onions on the white noodles and add a fried egg, which will add green and yellow to the white.

It immediately brings out the original aroma of noodles and eggs.

A bowl of noodles and wontons was just enough to fill a gap for Lin Shu.

For others, they are already 80% full.

When it came time to pay the bill, Mrs. Wu could no longer smile.

Two hundred and sixteen coins.

When Mrs. Wu saw Lin Erzhuang counting copper coins, the corners of her mouth almost drooped to her chin.

"Hehe~"

Lin Shu covered her mouth and laughed secretly. Mrs. Wu’s stingy look could be used as an emoticon.

"Still laughing! I just spent over 200 coins. How much food can I buy with that?"

As soon as we left the noodle shop, Mrs. Wu started to complain.

“You can buy two multi-grain buns on the street and eat them anyway.

Why do you have to go to a restaurant and eat white flour and eggs? Isn't that a waste of money? "

"What's the matter? Are you not satisfied with just giving your father a meal?" Wu Yidao glared.

"Dad, I'm not dissatisfied, I just want the children to save some money.

We don’t have any way to make money, so if we spend a penny, we lose one…”

Lin Shu got a headache when she heard Wu's mumbling, and she pulled Lin Erzhuang and walked forward without looking back.

"Dad, you and Layue go for a walk."

After saying that, the father and daughter ran away quickly. They couldn't even have a peaceful meal.

Mrs. Wu was talking happily for a long time before she realized that the two troublemakers had left, so she immediately shut up.

“In the twelfth lunar month, when you go out, eat what you can and wear what you can wear.

Why do you worry so much? No one would be happy to hear you behave like this today." Wu Yidao said earnestly.

He originally wanted to go for a walk with his lovely grandchildren, but now he has nothing.

What's the point of shopping with a daughter who doesn't want to buy anything?

The problem was, he didn't have a penny in his pocket.

Even if I want to buy it, I can't afford it, so I can only watch.

...

Wanlong Bank.

Lin Shu climbed over the high threshold with her short legs.

Lin Erzhuang followed behind and smiled silently, because he knew that his daughter came here to exchange money.

He really wanted to see how a six-year-old girl exchanged silver with the bank.

Lin Shu took a serious look inside the store and saw the counter which was two heads taller than her.

A row of wooden fences stands on the counter, dividing the store into two areas.

The shopkeeper, who was sitting inside the fence, lowered his head to look at people through the gap in the fence, but only saw a head passing by.

"You, come and hug me, young master."

Lin Shu put one hand on her waist and tilted her head to point at the tall, strong and dark Lin Erzhuang.

"Yes, young master."

Lin Erzhuang suppressed the smile on his face, walked forward respectfully and carried the person to the window.

Lin Shu suddenly appeared and made eye contact with the shopkeeper.

She rummaged around in her small bag and finally pulled out two gold bills.

"Pa" he slapped it on the counter with a crisp sound.

"Shopkeeper, please give me five hundred taels of small gold ingots."

The shopkeeper looked at Lin Shu without blinking, with a fearless look on his face, and gave her five hundred taels of gold notes.

He is really generous. I don't know whose young master he is, but he sneaked out with his servants to exchange for some private money.

The shopkeeper carefully checked the gold note and saw that it was a national gold note issued by Wanlong Money House, so he said respectfully.

"Wait a moment, young master!"

When Lin Erzhuang left with a bag of small gold ingots on his back, Lin Shu, who was sitting on his shoulder, waved her hand.

"Buy wooden horses, cakes, pearl flowers, candies, candied haws, sugar paintings..."

"Yes, I will listen to the young master."

The voices of the two men became quieter and quieter, and the shopkeeper's face, which had remained motionless for a century, twitched violently.

“Someone’s prodigal son must have run away secretly.

Alas, what a loser! "