A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

After daybreak, while everyone in the village went to the river to fetch water, word spread that Liu Yan and Liu Xiong were going to set up a stall in the county.

Upon hearing this, Liu Chunhua immediately went home and told Grandma Nie and Nie Erzhuang.

Upon hearing this, Nie Erzhuang felt a surge of anger. "What's that woman up to now, going to the county town to embarrass herself!"

Grandma Nie asked suspiciously, "Do they really have that ability?"

Grandma Nie and Nie Erzhuang both looked unwell.

For some reason, Grandma Nie has been feeling an itch on her back lately. It's not so bad during the day, but at night the itching keeps her from sleeping. As time goes on, her complexion looks even more sallow, and the corners of her triangular eyes droop even more.

Nie Erzhuang was physically strong, and his reaction was much milder than that of Old Mrs. Nie. However, he couldn't help but scratch himself when he slept at night.

Nie Erzhuang has been depressed since his divorce.

Old Mrs. Nie said she would find Widow Lin for him, but she didn't take any action. In order to make up for the 500 coins that were confiscated by the government, he worked two jobs every day and was so exhausted that he didn't have the energy to go and have fun with Widow Lin.

He was exhausted during the day, but when he got home at night, no one brought him a basin of water to wash his feet. Sometimes, when he came home late, there was no hot food for him, and he could only eat a few mouthfuls of cold rice.

At this moment, he deeply felt the importance of having a wife, and secretly regretted listening to Old Madam Nie's words and divorcing Liu Yan. If Liu Yan were still alive, he would have hot meals, someone to bathe him and warm his bed, and someone to give him massages.

Although Liu Yan was divorced, Old Mrs. Nie felt from the bottom of her heart that Liu Yan should still listen to Nie Erzhuang and her. She rolled her eyes.

Grandma Nie: "Erzhuang, go to the county and find out where they set up their stalls, what they sell, and how their business is."

Before Nie Erzhuang could answer, Nie Wenting volunteered, "If Second Uncle appears nearby, he'll be easily spotted. Why don't I go and see what they're up to?"

Grandma Nie thought it made sense and nodded in agreement. Nie Wenting quickly went to the village entrance, got on the oxcart, and went to the county town.

Fulin County has two markets, east and west, where you can find chicken, duck, fish, meat, vegetables, fruits, fabrics, and clothing. The market is bustling with activity. In the center of the county town, there is also a cross street lined with all kinds of shops, offering a dazzling array of goods.

The two cities open at dawn and close at dusk, making them the most frequented places for the people of Fulin County and its subordinate villages. Every day, they are bustling with people and noise.

When Nie Qianqian arrived at the West Market with Liu Yan and Liu Xiong, it was not yet dawn, but the sky was already bright. The vendors were already busily setting up their stalls, their movements skillful and fast, without any hesitation. They didn't pay much attention to the arrival of Nie Qianqian and her companions, instead busying themselves with their own affairs, fearing that if they were any later, the first wave of people coming to the early market would arrive.

In such a busy atmosphere, Liu Yan and Liu Xiong's hearts started racing. Liu Xiong moved quickly, unloading four square tables and benches from the oxcart. He set up a bamboo pole at the entrance of their stall, hanging a cloth banner with the four large characters "Liu's Little Restaurant" on it. Below the banner was a board that read: Braised pork offal 15 coins a serving, pickled cabbage and sliced ​​pork soup 10 coins a serving, and spicy hot pot 10 coins a serving.

Liu Yan set up a makeshift stove, lit a fire, and put the braised pork and pickled cabbage and sliced ​​pork soup that she had prepared the night before into two separate pots. She started heating them up, cooked the broth for the spicy hot pot, and set the cleaned ingredients aside.

As Liu Yan heated the food, the aroma gradually filled the air, with the unique meaty fragrance of braised meat mixed with the spicy aroma of mala tang.

People from the surrounding stalls were the first to smell the aroma and looked at the new stall with curiosity.

Old Wang, the butcher, had been working in the West Market for nearly ten years. He was a veteran merchant there, a size larger than Liu Xiong, with a face full of fat and a small scar on his right cheek. He was straightforward and rough around the edges. He couldn't resist coming over first and asked in a deep voice, "Hey, little sister, what are you selling? It smells so good!"

Old Wang was asking Liu Yan. Liu Yan rarely spoke to strangers outside the village, so she immediately became nervous and mustered her courage to reply, "Braised pork offal, pickled cabbage soup, and spicy hot pot."

Old Wang frowned. "What are all these? I've never heard of any of them before. They smell pretty good, but I wonder if they'll taste good, and how much they cost?"

Liu Yan: "Braised pork offal costs 15 coins, while pickled cabbage soup and spicy hot pot cost 10 coins."

Old Wang: "What? So expensive? With that money, come to me, Old Wang, and buy me a few ounces of pork!"

He shook his head, swaying back to his stall with his flabby body. "It smells pretty good, but who would spend money to buy food they've never even heard of?"

Aunt Zhang sells tofu, right across from Liu's restaurant. Although she's old, she's still pretty. She's been selling tofu here since she was young and was once known as the "Tofu Beauty." She craned her neck to see what was going on and called out loudly across the alley, "Newcomer, nobody's heard of this stuff. Will anyone buy it? Why don't you lower the price? Maybe someone will be willing to spend money to try it!"

Little Li, who sells eggs, grinned and teased, "Liu's Restaurant? Never heard of it. There's a Wang's Restaurant in the West Market that's been open for over ten years, selling stir-fries. Does it have anything to do with you?"

Liu Xiong touched the banner on the bamboo pole with his hand, saying, "You child, one of you is surnamed Liu and the other is surnamed Wang, how could you possibly be from the same family?"

Little Li grinned mischievously, "Oh dear, uncles and aunts, those big guys don't recognize the Li family, hahaha."

The other nearby stalls smelled the aroma, but no one bought a serving. Seeing that Liu Xiong and Liu Yan were obviously strangers in business, they couldn't help but shake their heads.

The competition for food stalls in the West Market is fierce. This stall used to be a porridge stall, but it closed down after only a few months due to a lack of customers.

This place doesn't sell the kinds of food that everyone likes or usually eats. I wonder how long it will stay open.

Liu Yan and Liu Xiong couldn't manage a smile as they listened to the pessimistic comments from the surrounding vendors. Liu Yan felt a weight pressing on her heart; selling food was far more difficult than she had imagined.

As she was thinking, Nie Qianqian put her hands on Liu Yan's cheeks and forced a smile.

Nie Qianqian said in a light tone, "Mother, everything is difficult at the beginning. The food we sell is unique. No one has ever eaten it before, so it will naturally be more difficult at the beginning. We need to take the initiative to attract customers. You can't have a long face. You have to greet people with a smile when you sell food, otherwise customers will come to your door."

Liu Xiong forced a smile, inwardly blaming himself. But it was only the beginning, and he couldn't give up. "Qianqian is right. We must greet people with a smile. Once we meet people, I will put all my enthusiasm into attracting customers. We're sure we'll be able to bring in some."

What could be more difficult than carrying heavy loads on the dock in the dead of winter? He couldn't let this little difficulty scare him away.

Liu Yan encouraged herself in her heart, grinning, "Don't worry, Mom won't give up easily."

When the hour of Mao (5-7 AM) arrived, the West Market opened. The early-arriving people had already gathered at the entrance, and as soon as the market opened, they all poured in.

In an instant, the market was packed with people, the noise was deafening, and the temperature suddenly rose!

Old Wang, who had been expressionless with a stern face, suddenly brandished a large cleaver. The cleaver flipped twice in the air before slamming it onto the cutting board. He shouted loudly, as if he had a megaphone, "Selling pork! Pork just slaughtered this morning!"

Aunt Zhang, who had been looking quite relaxed, suddenly perked up and began singing in a very high-pitched voice, "Selling tofu!"

Young and energetic, the egg seller, Li, kept shouting, "Eggs! Eggs! Fresh eggs!"

"Steamed buns! Steamed buns! Freshly steamed buns!"

"These vegetables are from our own garden, just pulled from the ground. Here, take an extra bunch!"

As the market opened and customers arrived, the vendors, like werewolves seeing the moon, instantly transformed, shouting loudly in unison.

Liu Yan and Liu Xiongben both held their breath, but were startled by the way everyone suddenly transformed and shouted in unison, and they swallowed their breath back.

Liu Xiong's initial enthusiasm was instantly drowned out by the overwhelming hawking cries from all around, leaving him only able to dryly repeat, "Braised pork offal, pickled cabbage soup, spicy hot pot!"

The two stood at the stall entrance, somewhat at a loss, watching the customers swimming around like fish, unable to attract a single one.