The Second Sister of a Farmer's Family's Path to Imperial Destiny

Guo Ruo asked everyone to line up, while Guo Xin skillfully picked up a large spoon to scald the vermicelli, scooped out the soup, and poured it into the bowls in one go. His movements were skillful and beautiful. Looking at the crowded crowd in front of the stall, he thought that the sales strategy of this duck blood vermicelli soup was right.

The existing set of tables and chairs naturally could not accommodate everyone, so those who could not sit down stood by and ate on a cart with their bowls and chopsticks, or went home and found lunch boxes to take away.

"Girl, what is this red, soft thing of yours? It tastes so strange, I have never eaten it before."

Because he was so busy, Guo Ruo had no time to explain to the customers in front of the stall. He just focused on preparing and serving the dishes. Then a man in a blue cloth double-breasted buttoned cotton coat walked up to Guo Xin, who had a slightly more spacious room, and asked Guo Xin.

"That's my special duck blood. It's not an exaggeration to say it's the first one created in this dynasty." Guo Xin scooped up the last of the sweet potato noodles and soup in the pot, turned his head and explained with a smile.

The stall was crowded with people, even the vegetable seller was squeezed in. Looking at the little sweet potato vermicelli left in the wooden barrel, which was to be left for Uncle Yang, Ru Fangzhai, and the surrounding stall owners, he shouted to the stall: "Ladies and gentlemen, uncle and aunt, today's duck blood vermicelli soup is sold out. We will come back later, so let's go today."

"It's gone so soon?" A strong voice came from the head.

"Yes, today is my first day here, I didn't expect so many people."

Guo Xin didn't see clearly who asked the question, but in order to quickly clear the people in front of the stall, he explained carefully.

The owner of that voice was a man wearing a brocade robe with a green background and a Qinglan agarwood crown on his head. Behind him was a servant who looked like a scholar. Although the two of them were very low-key, it was hard not to see their noble demeanor.

The young servant looked helpless. He had followed the Sixth Master for many years. Once the Sixth Master left the capital, his behavior was just like that of a playboy. "Sixth Master, it's fine that you rode a fast horse to this remote town, but why don't you stay in Rufangzhai? What if something happens? What will Wen Yan do?"

"What are you afraid of? Don't you believe in the safety of our Great Xia Dynasty?"

Seeing that the man looked indifferent, the servant had no choice but to pay attention to the situation around him.

After finally clearing out a lot of people in front of the stalls, Guo Xin cooked a few bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup and served them to the stall owners in front, behind, and around him. Today was the first day so many people came, which inevitably affected the surrounding stalls. Even without asking for compensation or anything, giving them some food as a token of their appreciation was also a good idea.

"Auntie, this is for you. Drink some to warm yourself up." Guo Xin handed the vermicelli soup to the vegetable seller who was closest to him. She had just helped him disperse the crowd so that it was not so crowded.

"You're welcome, little girl. I won't be polite then." She had wanted to eat for a long time, but there were always so many people at the stall and she couldn't leave her stall or cut in line, so she hadn't spoken. Who would have thought that this young girl was so considerate? She felt a little cold in the wind and took a big sip of the soup.

As the soup with evodia rutaecarpa was added, it was not only delicious but also a little spicy, which was very warming. The aunt said again: "Little girl, your stall has made my stall popular today. Originally, not so many people bought my vegetables, but now, some people have been waiting for a long time, or when they were eating next to you, they thought my dishes were good and bought them. I am grateful to you~"

Guo Xin smiled generously and replied, "Then Aunt Zhu's business will become more and more prosperous in the future."

When the aunt's chubby face heard Guo Xin's words, she laughed so hard that her eyes disappeared.

Guo Xin and Guo Ruo made a few more bowls and gave them to the surrounding stall owners.

"Sister, you can have some noodles here. I'll take these two bowls to my uncle and Ru Fangzhai."

There really needed to be someone watching over the stall, and it would not be convenient to pull the cart to look for them, so Guo Ru nodded and sat down at the small table to eat noodles.

Guo Xin put the prepared vermicelli soup into a wooden barrel, went to see Uncle Yang, and then went to Rufangzhai.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the entire Rufangzhai seemed three or four points quieter than usual. I thought it was because of the wrong time. I looked behind the counter and found that Mo Feifei, who had been there all the time, was gone. I looked around but didn't see anyone. I walked a few steps inside and saw a woman coming towards me. She hurriedly walked straight into the private room as if she didn't see me.

"excuse me."

Guo Xin grabbed the woman, and when she looked up, she could see her face clearly. Wasn't this the cook who was crazy about the spicy rabbit head that day? She was in such a hurry, was she going to prepare some new delicious food? Thinking of this, she became more interested.

"Hey, Miss Guo?" The woman raised her head and looked at Guo Xin, obviously recognizing her.

"I'm here to bring some food to the shopkeeper. I set up a stall at the west market today, and I thought I'd save some of the good stuff for her."

When the woman heard about the food delivery, she stared at Guo Xin as if she had seen a savior: "Then you came at the right time!!"

That person is here again. Every time she comes, she complains that the food she cooks is not tasty and that the cooking time is not right. God knows, she is already one of the best cooks in the capital. At that time in the capital, so many people begged her to go to their homes to cook for banquets. Not only does this ancestor complain every day, she also asks her to go to Suining City to cook from time to time. Now, whenever she sees her ancestor, she becomes nervous, afraid of making mistakes.

"Ah?" Guo Xin didn't quite understand what "coincidental timing" meant. Was there a time limit for Mo Feifei's meal?

The woman didn't give Guo Xin time to react. She directly pulled her to the door of the private room and said, "The shopkeeper is busy in the private room. Please wait outside first. I'll go in and tell him, and then you can go in."

After knocking on the door three times, the woman entered the private room. Not long after, she came out again. Her demeanor was obviously different from before she went in. After she came out, she exuded a joyful aura all over her body.

"Miss, please go in. Besides the shopkeeper, there is also a distinguished guest inside." After saying that, he left in a hurry, leaving Guo Xin with a confused look on her face.

Although she was not quite sure about the situation, but judging from the change in the cook's expression, it must be related to the nobleman. She imitated the woman and knocked on the door three times.

"Come in!" a somewhat low voice came out.

man?

He was a little hesitant about whether to go in, but the woman just now did say that Mo Feifei was inside, so after hesitating for a long time, he finally went in.

"Guo Xin," Mo Feifei looked at her gently, "I heard you sent some food?"

Guo Xin hummed, then took out a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup from the wooden barrel and placed it carefully on the table.