My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens
Chapter 34: Day 2 is even more bleak
The younger sister's eyes widened: "What? Big sister, how could you do this? She is our niece, can you just throw her away like that?"
Si Muyan said, "Didn't you say that yesterday? Even if we find this child, he will be a burden to our second sister. It's better not to look for him."
"That's because I thought the child was dead, but he was still alive and well. How could I just throw him away?"
"What if you don't take it with you and don't throw it away? You only touch your upper lip to your lower lip. Opening your mouth is not your business. Doesn't it?" Si Muyan stood up and stuffed the child into her little sister's arms, "Go."
The younger sister felt very upset, and even though the others were worried and distressed, they did not dare to show it - originally, the eldest sister's temper improved after she was injured, and everyone was happy about it. Now they found that they still couldn't provoke her, otherwise she would get angry.
Xiaoxia in his arms, perhaps sensing that she was about to be abandoned, opened her mouth and burst into tears.
The frightened little sister hurriedly shook and coaxed him, and said anxiously: "I will take care of him. I promised my second sister that I will take care of him. Aunt Jin, please come and help me. What should I do..."
Si Muyan didn't care about what happened next. She had to go to bed quickly as she had to get up in the middle of the night.
In the early morning, the two sisters prepared and packed three buckets of porridge, woke up their younger brother, and saw Si Xingzhi coming out with a tired look on his face.
"Big sister, third sister, Xiao An, you are going out so early?"
The younger brother responded: "Yes, Dad, you are..."
You can tell without looking that the diapers have just been washed and hung out to dry.
He spent the whole night feeding, changing and washing diapers. It was really hard, and it was even harder when he thought about tending the fields after daybreak.
But when he saw the three children cooking porridge in the middle of the night and setting off in the early morning, Si Xingzhi perked up again.
The kids were working so hard, how could he complain? After all, he was the elder.
When I got to the morning market, it was still the same position as yesterday.
Si Muyan and the other two arrived relatively early. Aunt Luo and Aunt Tian had just arrived and their stall had not been set up yet.
"Hey, Yan girl, why are you here so early today?" Aunt Luo waved at them.
Si Muyan greeted with a smile: "Aunt Luo, Aunt Tian, you are here early too."
Auntie Tian started to yell unhappily, "No, what's wrong with you? You occupied our land yesterday, and now you're here again?"
"How can this be your place?" the younger sister retorted, "This is the open space at the entrance of the alley."
Auntie Tian was even more unhappy: "Go away, there is no room here. Go ask the supervisor. Where is there room here?"
Unlike Aunt Luo and Aunt Tian, who paid the stall fee, people like them who set up stalls secretly were strictly prohibited.
Of course, as long as it’s not too excessive, market regulators generally won’t intervene.
The city supervisors are the modern equivalent of urban management, managing traffic but prioritizing market management. If conflicts arise, the supervisors step in to mediate.
Si Muyan and the others ignored it. If they were to investigate and found out that they had not paid the stall fees, they would be the ones who would be in trouble.
So Si Muyan hurriedly pulled her younger sister to the back and said to Auntie Tian with an apologetic smile, "Auntie, it's our fault. It's mainly because... our family is so poor that we have no other choice, so we came up with this business. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to work so hard and walk an hour's distance to come here..."
Auntie Tian turned her face away and said, "That's your business. You didn't follow the rules. I don't know how much of my business was taken away yesterday because of you! Sister Luo helps you like this every day. Do I still want to do business?"
My younger sister was so angry. It was obvious that the noodles made by Auntie Tian were not tasty, but she blamed them for stealing her business?
Si Muyan heard the crux of the matter and quickly said, "No, Auntie Tian, let's start today and not bother Auntie Luo. Can we sell it ourselves?"
Aunt Tian looked at the three buckets of porridge. Most of the customers yesterday were brought by the steamed bun stall and just bought a bowl of porridge.
Without Sister Luo's help, these three children would definitely not be sold. If they didn't come at the time, she wouldn't have to be the bad guy.
Seeing her expression relax, Si Muyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Auntie Tian, Auntie Luo, it's really thanks to you guys, otherwise we wouldn't even have money to eat."
Aunt Tian said nothing more.
The younger brother grumbled to the younger sister, "Third sister, she's really going too far. We were all at a disadvantage yesterday, but she's acting like she's doing us a huge favor."
Without Aunt Luo's help, the porridge business was indeed slow. Although some customers from yesterday came to buy, most of them stopped buying when they learned that they couldn't buy buns today and could only buy porridge at a lower price.
There are still a few people who buy it, mostly white porridge.
After all, the porridge we cook at home is mainly made of whole grains, brown rice and wild vegetables. Occasionally, we go out to eat white porridge, which we actually think is quite good.
Some people also come to buy meat porridge. Since we are all out eating, why should we eat plain porridge that can be made at home?
However, some people asked about the century egg porridge but no one bought it.
Auntie Tian was in high spirits when she saw this. She couldn't help but say sarcastically, "I told you that you don't know how to run a business at all. You're actually selling porridge. How ridiculous! Just go around the streets and see who's selling porridge!"
None of the three responded.
The younger sister whispered to Si Muyan, "Big sister, don't make this Chaos Porridge anymore. You see, others just ask about it at most, and have no intention of trying it at all."
It costs one cent more than meat porridge, which doesn't sound cost-effective. Besides, not everyone likes to eat hun dun zi.
By the end of the morning market, the white porridge and meat porridge were sold out, but only two bowls of century egg porridge were sold.
Si Muyan was not thinking about which kind of porridge would sell well, but a more serious problem.
"Have you noticed that several people who came to ask for porridge were dissatisfied because our porridge was cold?"
The steamed bun shop on the left and the noodle stall on the right all use open flames. The steamed buns are placed in the steamer and are steaming hot when taken out. The noodles are still hot after being cooked and taste particularly good when held in the hands.
But their porridge was warm when it first arrived, then it became colder and colder, and was completely cold by the time the morning market was over.
The younger sister nodded: "But it's not convenient for us to bring firewood, and we don't have a pot."
The wooden barrel cannot be heated. If you want to eat hot food, you need a pot and a stove, or a cart that can make fire like Aunt Luo and Aunt Tian.
My younger sister said, "That car doesn't look cheap."
Si Muyan hesitated and thought carefully about what to do.
"Let's go and close the stall."
I made a bit of a loss today. There are only twelve bowls left out of the fourteen bowls of preserved egg porridge, and I sold them for a total of one hundred and sixty-two coins.
As the little sister counted the money, she felt distressed. She had already lost money for two days. Was she going to continue losing money?
At this moment, a woman came hurriedly over. Seeing Si Muyan and the other two, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Alas, porridge girl, it's a good thing you didn't leave. I was really worried that I would miss you."
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