Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Song Xiao ate the noodles in his bowl with relish. âSister! I think our Momâs braised meat is also delicious. If thereâs really no other way, letâs serve this as a dish.â
Song Ping nodded. âI think itâs fine! My wifeâs culinary skills are top-notch! In the past, when she supplied state-run restaurants, they all said that it was delicious. Thereâs no problem selling it in town!â
Song Yao nodded in agreement. âThatâs possible, but there arenât many people in the shop now. We wonât be able to earn much money even if we work from morning to night. I want to spend money to hire a few more people to help me. Moreover, the private room on the first floor is too small. We can consider moving the table outside the courtyard to
â eat.
âWill this work?â Song Ping questioned.
Let the guests eat outside? Wouldnât that be disrespectful?
âWhy not? Isnât it so comfortable to eat in the breeze?â
Song Xiao picked up a piece of meat for Song Ping. âBesides, isnât this our house not big enough? If you feel uncomfortable, weâll buy another courtyard when my sister has money! One will be used to open a shop, and the other will be used to live in!â
Song Yao smiled. She had this thought in her heart. She looked at her brother affirmatively and continued, âWe can also open a small restaurant in the county, the provincial capital, and even the capital when we have the money. At that time, we wonât just open a small restaurant and a small shop. We have to open a guesthouse!â
Thinking about how the guest house in Sang Qiu City cost more than 20 yuan a night, and this was just an ordinary room, Song Yao felt that this was also a profitable industry.
âOkay! Then wonât we become the envy of everyone?â Song Xiao listened with relish. He looked forward to that day even more than Song Yao.
Song Ping frowned and wanted to say something else, but he did not know much. He could only say, âItâs good to have ideas. I donât know anything about you young people. Do whatever you want. Even if the sky falls, your Mom and I will hold it up.â
In the evening, the family of four sat in their new house and watched television for the first time.
Song Ping had only seen this thing at the village chiefâs house in the past, but it was still a small black-and-white television!
The television that Song Yao bought was a big color television. Just one television cost hundreds of yuan!
She did not dare to tell her family the price of the television. She only said that the television was only a few dozen yuan and told them to watch it without worry.
At night, Song Yao accompanied her family to watch two episodes of the series before going downstairs and calling Song Xiao out alone.
âXiao, do you still want to eat meat buns?â
At the mention of this, Song Xiao immediately perked up. âSister, did you eat anything good when you entered the city this time?â
Song Yao smiled helplessly. âWeâre going to do something. What good food can we eat? But if you want to eat meat buns, I can make them for you.â
âReally?!
Song Xiao was so excited that his eyes lit up. Then, he thought of something and said, âForget it. Itâs quite hard for you to work all day. You still have to coax the child at night.â
Song Yao went straight to the kitchen. âIâm already used to it. Donât you think it was hard for us to buy goods in the county and drag them to the village to sell goods?â
Song Xiao replied without thinking, âItâs quite hard.â
To be honest, sometimes he missed the old days. He was tired, but there was nothing back then. Unlike now, when he moved into the town and slept on a soft bed, he always felt that it was not as comfortable as the old bed.
Song Yao had already entered the kitchen and started to knead the noodles. Song Xiao also helped. âSister, can I give the business of collecting chestnuts to Aunt Su?â
Song Yao thought for a moment and replied, âThen letâs do it this way. Let Aunt Su collect the chestnuts for us. Weâll give her 10 yuan for 50 kilograms, and 100 yuan for 500 kilograms. She just has to send the checked chestnuts over.â
âOkay!â Song Xiao agreed with a smile. It wasnât that it was tiring to take in chestnuts, but he couldnât bear to see his sister work so hard alone at home.
âSis, can I help in the kitchen tomorrow?â
Song Yao brushed a layer of oil on the dough and placed it in the oil pan to fry. Then, she cut the stir-fried minced meat into pieces. âIâve arranged another job for you.â
âWhy?â Song Xiao sounded a little disappointed.
Song Yao smiled. âXiao, I know you feel sorry for me, but donât worry. Iâve already found someone to help.â
Song Xiao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. âSince Iâve already found a good person, what should I be busy with?â
Song Yao cut open the flatbread and placed the minced meat inside before handing it to Song Xiao. âHelp me set up the stall.â
Song Xiao took a bite of the hot meat bun. It was delicious! It was really too delicious!
âWhat are you selling?â Song Xiao asked. He remembered that his sister had long stopped selling vegetables.
Song Yao said calmly, âI remember that youâre quite eloquent?â