A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

Breakfast was still placed in the yard. Everyone washed their hands and started eating.

After finishing their meal, Zhang Yunyue and his second uncle Zhang Cheng's family began to prepare to go to town. Zhang's father and Zhang Xingyun were responsible for grinding mung bean milk at home, while Zhang's mother cleaned up the tables, chairs, and dishes.

Second uncle Zhang Cheng set off pushing a wheelbarrow. Zhu and Zhang Xinghao each carried a backpack. Zhang Yunyue also carried a backpack. They set out from the small path at the end of the village to the town.

Today, Zhang Yunyue carried the bamboo bowls that had been washed last night in her backpack, and she also brought a few bamboo baskets, which were specially for customers who were inconvenient to pack their food to take home.

Uncle Zhang Cheng: "Fortunately, there is a small road at the end of the village that leads to the town. Otherwise, if we pass by the village, we wouldn't know what to say to the villagers."

Zhu: "The villagers probably don't know about it for a few days. They will know it in a few days when my family buys more things. But it doesn't matter if they know. My business has nothing to do with them."

"Yeah, I was overthinking it."

On the way, Zhu thought of how Zhang Yunyue and the others had already set up their stall for a whole day yesterday, so she wanted to ask them what they were going to do.

Zhu: "Yueyue, let's decide how we will divide the work. We can start working right away when we get here."

Zhang Yunyue: "Second Aunt, there's not much work to do. When guests come, you will be responsible for cutting the mung bean jelly and assembling the cold noodles. I will be responsible for assembling the ingredients. Second brother will be responsible for collecting money. Second uncle will be responsible for clearing the table and washing the dishes. If anyone is late, Second brother can help. Just cooperate."

Zhu: "This is a good allocation. As long as we know what to do, there will be no chaos. Then we know how to do it."

Zhang Yunyue looked at his second uncle who was pushing a wheelbarrow that was even heavier than yesterday:

"Uncle, let me help you push it. This wheelbarrow is loaded with a lot of things today."

Uncle Zhang Cheng shook his head and continued pushing the wheelbarrow:

"It's okay, Yueyue. Uncle can push it. You don't need help. You can just walk by yourself."

"Okay, Uncle, if you get tired of pushing, you must stop and rest. It doesn't matter if we get to town later."

"I know, don't worry."

The group of four arrived at the West Street in the town at about the same time as yesterday. Second Uncle Zhang Cheng and the others didn't know where to set up the stall, so Zhang Yunyue walked in front to lead the other three.

Zhang Yunyue pointed to the stall next to the steamed bun stall in front, where several people were standing.

"Uncle, Aunt, the stall next to the buns in front is rented by our family."

The four of them walked up to the stall.

"Please let us move the car in."

"Boss, you're finally here. I've been waiting to buy your mung bean jelly."

"Yes, boss, I was waiting to buy it too. I was late when I heard the news yesterday. I just found out where your stall was, but when I got there, it was gone."

Several people in front of the stall made way for Zhang Yunyue and others to enter.

"Please wait a moment, customers. We will put the goods down and start selling them."

Second uncle Zhang Cheng took an empty bucket from the car and ran to the public well to fetch water, then ran back, quickly wiped the table where the stall was set up, and then went back to fetch water to wash the cucumbers, onions and coriander.

Zhu, Zhang Yunyue and Zhang Xinghao began to place the bamboo tubes filled with seasonings on the table.

After Zhang Cheng brought back the water, Zhu immediately started to cut some cucumbers, onions and cilantro. It is best to cut some of these three things and use them as needed. It is better to cut them now, otherwise they will wilt over time.

Zhang Yunyue continued to arrange the tables, while Zhang Cheng and Zhang Xinghao unfolded the tables and stools one by one and placed them behind the stall.

The people waiting saw the unfolded table and stools and said, "Boss, your table and stools are very convenient, and they can be folded."

"It's very convenient. You can just unfold it when you use it and don't need to fold it up. It doesn't take up much space."

Zhu chopped the cucumber, onion and cilantro. Zhang Yunyue also lifted a bowl of mung bean jelly and turned it upside down on the chopping board, then took the bowl away.

Zhu then began to cut and pack the mung bean jelly, placing bowls of it side by side on the table.

Zhang Yunyue: "Everyone, we have packed everything here, please line up and we will start selling one by one."

The young man first in line said, "Boss, I want a bowl of mung bean jelly with green onions, cilantro, and normal chili oil."

He counted out another 8 coins and handed them over. Zhang Xinghao took the money.

Zhang Yunyue quickly added the seasonings as requested by the young man, and then handed the bowl to him.

"Sir, the chopsticks are on the table at the back. Just carry them to the back and eat."

The young man took the bowl and walked to the back of the stall and sat down. He took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube and started eating.

"Boss, I want a bowl of the two-mix dish, with green onions, cilantro, and more chili oil." He handed 8 cents to Zhang Xinghao.

After listening to this, Zhang Yunyue took a bowl of mung bean jelly and cold noodles from the table, quickly added seasonings, and handed it to the other party.

Then he said the same words to the customers in front of the stall:

"Sir, the chopsticks are on the table at the back. Just carry them to the back and eat."

"Hello, I want two bowls of mung bean jelly, two bowls of mung bean jelly and cold noodles, both with green onions and coriander. I want less chili oil for the mung bean jelly and more chili oil for the cold noodles."

The woman holding the child spoke to Zhang Yunyue, and carried the basket forward, then counted out 24 cents and gave them to Zhang Xinghao.

"I'll pack it up and take it away. Just put the seasoning in it and pour it into the bowl in the basket."

The little girl looked up at the woman and said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

The woman holding the child lowered her head and said to her child, "Xing'er, how about we go home and have dinner with Dad and brother? Delicious food should be eaten by the whole family, right?"

The little girl took the woman's hand and shook it, "Mom, let's go home and eat with Dad and brother. We are a family."

The woman rubbed the little girl's head and looked at her tenderly.

"Madam, your four bowls of jelly and cold noodles are ready."

Zhang Yunyue handed the basket to the woman.

Today's business is more crowded than yesterday. I heard from several people that they heard that there is a shop called Zhang's Liangfen on West Street that sells

I also heard from my neighbors that there is a new stall on West Street that sells the unique mung bean jelly in town. The mung bean jelly tastes refreshing and chewy.

Both the elderly and children love to eat it. Everyone who ate it yesterday said that it is very appetizing when eaten with rice in this weather.

"Boss, I want a bowl of mung bean jelly."

Zhang Yunyue felt that the voice was familiar, and when she looked up, she found that it was the grocery store owner.

The grocery store owner saw Zhang Yunyue looking up at him and said, "It's you, little girl. Is this your business?"

Zhang Yunyue smiled and replied: "Yes, our store just opened yesterday, and today is the second day to set up the stall."

Grocery store owner: "I heard yesterday that there's a new restaurant on West Street, which is perfect for people with poor appetites in this weather. It's so hot this day that I also have a poor appetite, so I came here after hearing the news. I didn't expect to meet you."