Cannon fodder is really a fortune, setting up a stall to raise cubs makes a fortune

It was Xia Anan’s first time selling at a roadside stall and she really didn’t know what to prepare.

I went to the supermarket and bought an insulated box for food and some plastic bags, then set off with Xia Baobao with my head held high.

Because we don’t have money and can’t prepare so many tools, we just follow the simplest ones.

The sign was written on cardboard, and the price was tentatively set at five yuan a piece. A bowl of vegetarian noodles would cost thirty yuan, and she only charged five yuan a piece, and the noodles were so delicious, it was simply charity.

Xia Anan had already observed when she was reflecting on the roadside last night that now was the time to get off school and get off work.

We're all tired after a day's work, who has the obligation to cook?

Ordering takeout and eating out are so expensive. The base salary is only two thousand five hundred, and the money I earn every month is not even enough to cover my food.

Are you sure you don’t want to try this economical and delicious scallion pancake?

Unable to afford a folding table, Xia Anan moved a small stool from the house, placed the box of scallion pancakes on it, and stood up a cardboard with the prices written on it.

"Full, whether we can support ourselves in the future depends on whether anyone patronizes our business."

I have used all my belongings to prepare these things, and if I fail, I will just beg!

Xia Baobao drooled over the box of scallion pancakes, "Delicious! Mom is awesome!"

Xia Anan: “…”

I took out some paper to wipe the child's saliva, and before opening the store, I gave him one.

Xia Baobao immediately picked up the scallion pancake and started to eat it, his eyes curved with happiness.

Xia Anan had never seen a child with such a good appetite. Could it be that the stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets had turned into spirits?

After all, the news she had seen before was about children refusing to eat and having to be chased, coaxed and fed.

Soon, the flow of people on the road in front of the community gradually increased. Xia Anan perked up, thinking someone was coming.

"Scallion pancake! Scallion pancake! Five dollars a piece, buy some and try it!"

At Xia Anan's call, some people cast curious glances over, but they just took a casual look and quickly looked away.

Five minutes passed and no order was placed...

The smile on Xia Anan's face faded. Why was no one coming to buy her scallion pancake? Was it because her stall didn't look formal?

No!

"Hey? Xia Anan? Why are you here?" A small pink electric scooter stopped steadily in front of the stall.

"Selling things, you are..."

Xia Anan and the little boy in the back seat of the electric donkey met each other's eyes. Who is this? Do I know him? Does the original owner know him?

The woman took off her helmet, revealing her youthful face. "It's me. How can you not recognize me when I'm wearing my family's clothes?"

Song Ziqian parked her electric scooter nearby and walked over with the little boy. "I'm helping my sister pick up the kids. I didn't expect to run into you here. Do you live in this neighborhood too?"

"Yeah, that's quite a coincidence."

The girl squatted down in front of Xia Baobao, "Baby, do you still recognize your aunt? What are you eating? It smells so good, can you give me some?"

Of course Xia Baobao still remembers her, but she wants to eat her own cake...

He looked at Xia Anan for help, not knowing what to do.

Of course, Song Ziqian was just joking with him, but the cake was really fragrant.

"Aunt, I want to eat it too." The little boy said, pointing at the scallion pancakes in the box.

Song Ziqian was stunned, "Stop eating, let's go back and eat."

The little boy refused: "The food you cooked is not tasty!"

Song Ziqian: "......"

Xia Anan immediately took out a plastic bag and put two of them in her pocket. "Eat it. It's my treat!"

"Really? Then I won't be polite!"