Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Lao Liu clapped his hands, "Great, great, we can go to the city to see Big Sister!"

The seventh brother asked excitedly, "Since my eldest sister has settled down in the city, can we live happily there for a few days?"

The sixth and seventh children looked at Xiuying expectantly. Every time they went to the city, they always had fun, but the sun would set quickly and they had to return. Now that their eldest sister lived in the city, they wondered if this time they could have more fun and not have to rush back as soon as the sun went down.

Xiuying looked at her two clever little daughters with eyes full of love, and said slowly, "You two should go to the village school and study hard first. Let me tell you, the village school is not like home. There are many other children studying together. If anyone doesn't learn well in the school, it will be embarrassing. The whole village will know."

When Little Six and Little Seven heard this, their heads, which had been held high, drooped instantly, their faces filled with frustration. They knew their mother wouldn't so easily agree to let them go to the city and have fun.

Xiuying had already made careful plans for her daughters. When the village school was successfully built, her daughters went to the school in the morning and listened to the teacher's lectures with other children. In the afternoon, they returned home to learn self-defense skills such as bows and crossbows and daggers.

For some reason, Xiuying's eyelids have been twitching uncontrollably recently. She always feels as if something is about to happen. Out of motherly instinct, she increasingly feels that letting her daughters master more skills will always be beneficial.

Taohua and Awang settled down in a shop in the city. The shop was small, but it had everything it needed, with two floors and a small, beautiful backyard.

Although the small room upstairs was not big, it could just fit a small bed. After it was tidied up, it became her home.

In the courtyard, Taohua decided to build a wooden house for Awang to live in, so that the upper and lower floors could be separated. Dongmei and herself could live upstairs to avoid some arguments. Wang Dali and Awang finished building the wooden house in the backyard and then drove the carriage back to the village.

Awang stood in front of his cabin, his brow furrowed in regret. Why hadn't he, when he'd negotiated the deal, been more ruthless and offered a bit more for the larger shop across the street? He'd never lived in such a humble house before.

Taohua and Dongmei were in the small room upstairs. Dongmei deftly spread the quilt on the floor and said to Taohua, "Miss, you sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the floor. This is the etiquette for servants."

Seeing this, Taohua quickly reached out and picked up the quilt that Dongmei had placed on the floor. "You can sleep on the bed with me. There's no need to be so formal between us, master and servant."

Dongmei heard this and quickly reached out to grab Taohua's hand that was holding the quilt, waving her hands repeatedly: "Miss, this is absolutely not allowed! I am just a servant, how can I sleep on the same bed with you? This is against the rules."

Taohua put the quilt back on the bed, tilted her head, and looked at Dongmei with a smile: "Well, if you don't agree, I, your young lady, will have to sleep on the floor next to you. Tell me if you are willing?"

Dongmei looked at her young lady with embarrassment. She knew in her heart that since her young lady had said so much, it would be impolite of her to refuse.

Helplessly, she bowed respectfully to Taohua and said softly, "Thank you, Miss."

Taohua glanced around the hut, which was almost tidied up, and said, "It's almost done. Let's go tidy up the shop downstairs and try to open it tomorrow."

"Okay, miss. You just rest here and leave these things to me. Madam has specifically instructed me to take good care of you." Dongmei said as she prepared to walk towards the shop downstairs.

Taohua was not willing to sit idle, so she quickly followed and said, "Let's go together."

When they arrived downstairs, Awang was already wiping down the tables and chairs. The shop wasn't big, having previously been a bun shop, so all the necessary tools for making baba were readily available; they only needed to be cleaned thoroughly before use.

It didn't take long for them to clean the kitchen. Taohua then brought in the flour, sweet potato flour, and various ingredients for making baba from home and arranged them in the kitchen.

Awang asked softly, "Taohua, are we going to start making poop today?"

Taohua replied with a smile, "Well, I recently learned a few new ways to make baba, and I'm itching to give it a try. If they taste good, we'll make a few more varieties tomorrow so that customers have more choices."

Awang nodded happily, his smile growing even brighter, "Okay!"

Seeing this, Taohua began to arrange things in an orderly manner: "Okay, then cut the carrots into small pieces first, then grind them carefully. Remember to save the juice you squeeze out for later use."

Upon hearing this, Awang immediately sprang into action. While busy with his work, he looked up and asked, "You only want the juice. You don't want the crushed carrots?"

……

In the steamer, there are baba of various shapes, including cute little rabbits, majestic little tigers, adorable puppies, and playful and well-behaved kittens.

Awang's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Taohua, you're amazing! I've never seen the shapes of these poops before. They're so novel and interesting just by looking at them. I'm sure our customers will like them."

Dongmei couldn't help but applaud and said, "Miss, these poops are so cute! Just looking at them makes my mouth water. I feel like they must taste good."

Taohua had a confident smile on her face. She gently picked up a little tiger-shaped poop and handed it to Awang, saying, "Brother Awang, try it."

Then he quickly picked up a bunny-shaped poop and handed it to Dongmei, "Dongmei, try it too."

Awang carefully took the tiger-shaped poop, held it in his hands, and praised, "Taohua, you have such a skillful hand. This is like a work of art."

As he spoke, he took a bite, and instantly, a familiar taste spread in his mouth. He didn't expect that there were actually wild vegetables inside.

Before, I just casually mentioned to Taohua the suggestions Xiaoxiong gave me. Taohua didn’t say much at that time, but I didn’t expect that she actually kept it in mind.

Dongmei, after taking a bite of the bunny poop in her hand, excitedly exclaimed, "Wow, this one is stuffed with oil residue, it smells so good! Miss, how did you know that I like the ones stuffed with oil residue the most?"