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

Lu Qingyuan thought about how Xia Anan usually did the first thing to do when he brought Xia Baobao back was to wash his hands and face. So was it because he had just returned that he washed his face?

He bent down according to the little guy's strength, and the wet towel was pressed against his face.

Xia Baobao didn't have much strength, and he didn't wring out all the water on the towel, so his clothes were wet.

But Lu Qingyuan was just touched. What a good boy, he actually knows how to take care of others.

After Xia Baobao helped him wipe it a few times, he was really out of strength. Usually, his mother let him wipe it, so couldn't his father wipe it himself?

"it is good."

His little arms were really weak, so he took off the towel and patted Lu Qingyuan's face.

Mom always applies perfume on me, but I can’t touch the perfume randomly. It would have the same effect if I just pat Dad’s face, right?

Lu Qingyuan was deeply moved, but he remained calm on the surface.

He took the green towel, wrung out the water, wiped the water stains on his face, and took a deep breath...

Why does it taste weird?

Is this the milky scent that children have?

He looked at Xia Baobao. Does this little thing also have a milky scent? This was also his first time raising a child, so he had no idea.

Lu Qingyuan thought about searching Baidu before going to bed at night, so he took the little guy down from the chair: "Xia Baobao, I'm going upstairs to change clothes. Do you want to wait for me here or go upstairs?"

Xia Baobao pointed at the puzzle on the ground, his meaning was very clear.

"I'll be down soon." After saying that, Lu Qingyuan went upstairs.

Xia Baobao looked at the green towel in his hand and asked, "Why did Dad take away the towel he used to wipe his feet?" Dad couldn't wipe his face by himself, so he didn't have his own towel.

Lu Qingyuan took the towel upstairs and put it in the bathroom. The bright color obviously didn't match the decoration style of the room, but who could blame the little guy for giving it to him...

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Xia Anan didn't know yet that Xia Baobao's towel had been snatched away. The stall was very busy at the moment. She even wondered why the flow of people was greater than before.

"Boss, I want three scallion pancakes without anything added." After paying the money, Ma Bin successfully got the scallion pancakes and went to find his girlfriend.

My girlfriend also bought some cold dishes, and we found a seat to sit down in the mall.

"There were so many ingredients in this salad that I couldn't control myself and took a little of everything. I ordered it slightly spicy."

The girl rubbed her chopsticks nervously. She didn’t get to try the cold noodles last time, but she didn’t expect that they would have cold dishes when the business reopened.

Ma Bin rolled up the pancake for her and said, "Try it. It's really delicious. This is what we had for lunch today."

"Let me try."

The girl must believe Xia Anan, after all, it is not her first time to eat scallion pancakes.

When you take a bite, you will find that the outer skin of the scallion pancake is crispy and the cold dishes inside are also crunchy. Various different dishes are mixed together, with the fragrance of scallion pancake and the sour and spicy taste of the cold dishes.

The girl no longer cares about her image. "Before, I thought it would be a bit greasy if I kept eating scallion pancakes. Now I think I was wrong. I can eat this for a month. We don't even have to go to the restaurant tonight."

This one pancake with vegetables is definitely enough.

With the addition of cold dishes, scallion pancakes, which had become boring, are once again popular among customers.

As long as she can make money, Xia Anan will definitely be happy.

Selling something is selling. As long as you make money, it is a good business.

"Boss, one more serving."

"Okay, do you want some chopped green onions, coriander, and chili peppers?" Xia Anan looked up and saw two people in front of her holding cell phones, as if they were recording a video.

She smiled politely and asked, "Are you recording a video?"

The man's eyes flashed with panic, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Yes, yes, my family has never eaten your scallion pancakes or anything like that. I'll take a video to show them."

"Yeah." Xia Anan nodded. It would be strange if she really believed it.

Others share their photos openly, but these two people are obviously sneaky. They are either looking for trouble or trying to steal the secret recipe.

However, seeing that the two of them were pretending to be casual but were actually paying attention to the movements of her hands, her guess was almost correct.

Xia Anan didn't mind having the two of them record the video. She made the dough for the scallion pancakes at home, and she also mixed the proportions of the multi-grain pancakes herself countless times. In the end, she found the best choice with a good texture and a fragrant taste.

If the two of them could really learn it so easily, the streets would be full of pancake vendors now.

At the same time, the live broadcast room also saw this scene.

-【Why are these two people sneaking around? 】

-【That's right, it feels so sneaky hahahaha, it looks like he did something wrong.】

- [Don’t say that about us. We have to go through the sewers when we go out. It takes a lot of courage to take out our cell phones.]

- [Why don’t you say anything when there are so many girls taking photos? Are you bullying us boys who smell like milk? ]

- [Are you disgusting, the guy above? ]

- [Don’t play abstraction, otherwise people will think you are really abstract…]

The man watched Xia Anan brushing the sauce. It was a small white bucket with no label on it, so he couldn't tell what brand it was.

"Boss, what's this sauce?"

Xia Anan seemed not to be able to see through his little plan, and even gave him a little more: "This is a secret recipe, I made it myself, just eat it! It's absolutely delicious!"

The man took the cake and didn't give up. He stood in front of the stall and said, "Can't you tell me? I want to make it for my family when I get home."

He looked sincere at the moment and really looked like a good man.

But the man's little plan was doomed to fail, as no one at the scene would tolerate him.

"If you really want your family to try it, just buy two more. It's not expensive."

"That's right. The boss said it's a secret recipe. Why are you still asking? Are you trying to blackmail me?"

"Can you please leave first after you finish shopping? Don't block us here. We are all waiting."

The people in the queue asked him to give up his seat.

They just can't stand people like this, who say they want their family to try it, but end up buying just one portion.

Judging from the way he’s dressed, he doesn’t look like he’s poor, so why is he so stingy?

The man felt embarrassed by what everyone said, and his face turned red. "What are you talking about? Don't I have to taste it first before buying more?"

"Then try it first, and don't disturb the boss from making the cakes. We are all waiting here."

The man was not convinced, but the man who confronted him was tall and strong, so he dared not say anything and could only leave in shame.

Xia Anan suppressed her laughter and spoke to ease the situation: "Don't be angry, everyone. We are all here to buy cakes. There are so many of us, so there are some minor discomforts. I will try to be quick, so don't be angry."

The big, strong man just now said, "We are fine, but we can't let anyone cause trouble at your stall."

"Yes, if you want to buy cakes, don't make trouble." The rest of the people followed suit.

Xia Anan was deeply touched. Fortunately, she had such considerate customers. These people were her greatest confidence.