How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

Wang Yong hadn't come back yet, and Dong Xiaohuan wanted the children to eat, but was refused.

Xia Tian took his younger brothers around the house looking for work to do. Seeing that the clothes under the eaves had not been washed, he called Zhang Zhou to carry them to the river to wash them.

"Hey, come back, I'll wash it after dinner. I don't need you." Dong Xiaohuan hurried to stop them. She had been busy all morning and hadn't had time to wash clothes. She didn't expect to be seen by these kids. "This is near the river. It's too dangerous for you kids."

Xia Chu pulled her and said, "It's okay, Mom. Big brother is here."

Guan Xu was sweeping the floor with a broom when he heard this and said, "Brother can do anything."

Dong Xiaohuan found it funny and rubbed Guan Xu's head, "Yes, yes, your brother can do anything."

They had finished speaking, and Dong Xiaohuan could only let them go.

Fortunately, Wang Yong returned soon. Facing the additional children, he rubbed their heads one by one, told them to eat well, ate quickly, took the water bag filled with herbal tea from his wife, and left again.

After dinner, Dong Xiaohuan was about to wash the dishes when Xia Chu stopped her. Xia Chu washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen before she and her brothers declined the dinner invitation and continued to sell flowers.

Wang Yong never mentioned the matter of the pearl, and Xia Chu didn't dare to ask, so she could only wait quietly.

"Aren't you going out to play?" Dong Xiaohuan paused, seeing the little one sitting on the doorstep, chin propped up, and sat down beside her, amused. She was tiny in every way, adorable. This pose, while contemplative for adults, was simply adorable for her.

"Mom," Xia Chu leaned against her, tilted his head and smiled at her. "I'm so busy every day, I'm not used to having some free time."

Dong Xiaohuan hugged her small body and asked, "Is it boring without anyone to play with you?"

Not really. Xia Chu was just thinking about doing something to make money. Their current home faces the city river, and the main street is just a row of houses in front of them. With such a great location, it feels like money will slip away if they don't do something. She pointed to the side of the house. To the right of their house is Shi Niangzi's house, and to the left is a road leading to Anping Bridge, which is also bustling with people on weekdays. "Mom, can we set up a stall here?"

"Set up a stall? You want to sell flowers? It's not impossible. Someone set up a stall here before, but they were selling food. Your father couldn't stand the noise and smoke from being next to the house, and the floor was dirty, so he chased them away."

Xia Chu's eyes lit up, "Then we promise to clean up the floor and sell some snacks, okay?"

At such a young age, all she thinks about is making money. First she sold flowers, and now she wants to set up a stall. Most likely, she was hungry from wandering around before, and she is afraid. Dong Xiaohuan touched her face with pity, "You won't starve at home. If you want something, just tell your mother. Setting up a stall to sell food is not that easy. You are in the period of growing up, so you can't get tired."

Xia Chu shook her head, "Mom, don't you want to make more money?"

Dong Xiaohuan thought, "You have so many strange ideas." But she didn't laugh at her. Instead, she patiently told her, "You can't make money just by wanting to. I see that the people running the small stalls on the street change every now and then. I guess business isn't going well, and money isn't easy to make. I'm afraid it's better for you to sell flowers everywhere. You can make a little money there too."

"It must be bad!" Xia Chu said solemnly. Since ancient times, food has been the most important thing for people, and the snack business has always been a good business. As long as it tastes good, people will buy it. "There are a lot of people coming and going here, and it's right next to our house. First of all, we have the advantage of location and people. If we set up a stall here, there will definitely be many people willing to try it. And the most important thing when selling food is that it tastes good and is clean. My mother's cooking skills are so good, she can make money just by making pancakes."

Dong Xiaohuan was so pleased with her praise that her resistance was reduced. "Everyone knows how to make pancakes. Why would I spend money to buy them outside?"

"There are always people who don't have good cooking skills, or who are in a hurry and don't have food." Xia Chu disagreed: "But not everyone has good cooking skills like mother."

Dong Xiaohuan thought that as long as the food was delicious and filled her stomach, there was no need to be so particular. But she couldn't bear to discourage her child, "Do you want your mother to open a pancake stall so badly?"

Xia Chu hugged her arm and acted coquettishly, "Let's give it a try. Mom can make money on her own, and then no one will say that you're spending Dad's money."

"All your father's money is with me," Dong Xiaohuan said this with some pride, but thinking of what Shi Niangzi said this morning, she felt that it was not a lie to say that she had no qualms at all. If he could really make money on his own, and not for anything else, Brother Yong would always be able to save some money. Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and said, "Then let's give it a try!"

Xia Chu achieved her goal, and her smile grew even sweeter. She helped make money, and her brothers wouldn't be disliked if they came to eat occasionally.

"What kind of pancake should we make?" Dong Xiaohuan asked.

Of course, "Jianbing Guozi!"

"I know pancakes, but what kind of fruit? Pancakes with fruit in them? Would that be delicious?"

"It's not that fruit, it's fried dough."

It was hard to explain, so Xia Chu simply asked Dong Xiaohuan to try it.

Knead some dough, don't let it rise, roll it out into a dough sheet, cut it into a rectangle, and cut it in the middle. Fry it in a pan until it's golden brown. This is the crispy dough. I ate a piece in early summer and it was crispy and delicious!

Next, we prepared the batter. The Wang family had a small mill. Millet, mung beans, and soybeans were ground into a mixed grain flour. Adding corn would have been even better, but that wasn't available at the time.

Add a little salt to half a basin of water, then pour in the grain flour and flour and mix into a batter. Set aside for later use.

The most important sauce, ocean sauce, and oyster sauce are not available.

I remember how to make sweet noodle sauce at the beginning of summer. It seemed to be just flour, soy sauce, sugar, salt and water, and boil it until it becomes thick.

Dong Xiaohuan wondered where all these ideas came from in her little head, but since she had agreed, she was willing to spoil her child. She did exactly what Xia Chu wanted, "Is this the sweet noodle sauce?"

Xia Chu picked up a little with chopsticks, and it was this taste, "Mom, try it."

Dong Xiaohuan simply dipped her finger in it and tasted something strange, something she had never tasted before, but it wasn't bad.

"Is there any bean paste?" Xia Chu asked.

"Yes, but not much. I dried it last summer." Dong Xiaohuan brought a small jar and watched Xia Chu take another bowl and add the two sauces little by little, constantly tasting the flavors. "Mom, please help me taste it."

"Not bad, but a little salty."

"It should be a little saltier. This is for spreading on the crust." Xia Chu felt that the taste was not satisfactory, but the ingredients were insufficient, so she could only do it this way for now. "Mom, let's make pancakes."

Although there was no griddle, Dong Xiaohuan had been cooking for many years, so making a pancake was no problem for her.

After the pancake is formed, beat an egg and spread it on it. After the egg solidifies, turn it over, spread the sauce on it, and put some crisps on it. There is no lettuce, so let's leave it like this for now.

After wrapping the first pancake, cut it in half, giving half to each mother.

Dong Xiaohuan took a bite. The soft and fragrant crust, the moderately salty sauce, and the crispy fruit gave it a rich taste. "Hmm, it's quite delicious."

Xia Chu nodded, "Well, it would be better if there was lettuce."

"I'll buy it tomorrow." Dong Xiaohuan took another bite. This thing is really delicious. Who knows if anyone will be willing to buy it.