The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 32 Selling Pancakes
An angry shout came from inside the car.

Fang Xiaoyu, who was squatting on the side of the street eating noodles, turned her head.

Then I saw my boss push open the car door and jump out, completely enraged.

The custom-made suit trousers made of high-end fabric were stained with soup.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiaoyu felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

He had already told the boss not to eat soupy food in the car, but the boss wouldn't listen.

Now look what happened! Not only did we have to wash the car, but we also wasted such a nice pair of suit pants.

Gao Qinghe was unaware of any of this; she was in a hurry to get on the bus.

The clock on the top of the station building struck eleven, but the bus did not immediately depart.

Instead, we waited another ten minutes or so until the ticket inspector confirmed that everyone was on board before the bus slowly drove out of the station.

Gao Qingmiao looked out the window and saw that the red Xiali parked on the street had already driven away.

My gaze fell on the older woman sitting by the window, who was watching the food vendors on the street chase away stray dogs that had sneaked into their shops to steal food.

Gao Qingmiao sighed regretfully, but she didn't know why she was sighing.

Anyway, he now knows that in her sister's eyes, even a stray dog ​​is more interesting than a red Xia Li.

Gao Qinghe took out a fried pancake from her schoolbag and threw it off the bus when the vicious stray dog ​​that had been chased away ran to the side of the bus.

Gao Qingmiao wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Wild dogs are quick to react, and their hunger makes them spot food immediately.

Suddenly, it leaped up and caught the fried pancake that was falling from mid-air.

As soon as the food reached its mouth, the dog's fierce eyes lit up, and it let out a happy "humph".

The dog's shiny tail swished excitedly, its eyes quickly scanning Gao Qinghe on the bus. Then, it sped up on all fours, grabbed the fried pancake, and dashed into the narrow alleyway, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The vendor, who had chased after them with a stick, could only stand in front of the narrow alley, barely wide enough for one person, and angrily began to curse.

He threatened to beat the beast to death if he dared to come again!

As the bus drove away, the vendors' curses were quickly drowned out by other noises.

Gao Qinghe licked the remaining oil off her fingers. This fried dough was made with plenty of ingredients, using lard she rendered herself, and it was fragrant but not greasy.

I just finished a bowl of rice noodles, and now my appetite is whetted again.

"half each?"

Gao Qinghe took out a pancake and looked at her younger brother with a smile. One was too much; they couldn't finish it.

Gao Qingmiao couldn't help but swallow hard. "Okay."

So the siblings shared a fried pancake, which contained minced pork and wild vegetables. One bite and the aroma lingered on their lips and teeth.

It made all the other passengers in the car hungry.

These days are nothing like later times, when there's more human touch and less sense of boundaries.

Across the aisle from the siblings, a young couple sitting in the same row couldn't help but ask:
"These are homemade pancakes, right?"

The woman spoke first.

The man seemed rather honest, and because Gao Qinghe was so strikingly beautiful, he felt embarrassed to look at her.

Gao Qinghe smiled and nodded, "Yes, my grandma got up early this morning to make food for us to take on the road."

As he spoke, he turned the filling in his hand towards her to show her, and took a deep, satisfied breath.

"Look, it's full of meat and wild vegetables, it smells so good, nothing you can buy outside tastes like this."

The woman couldn't help but swallow.

The man whispered something in her ear, and seemingly encouraged, the woman tentatively asked:

"Your pancake smells so delicious, can I have half of it to try? I have some homemade smoked dried fish, I can trade with you."

Gao Qingmiao waved her hand and said no, she would give her one to eat.

Gao Qinghe gently pushed away the hand that reached out to take the cake.

She laughed and said, "I don't want dried fish, but if you really want some, I can sell you two."

As they spoke, they picked up all the biscuits from their bag, indicating that they didn't have many left and were reluctant to part with them. The young couple probably hadn't expected anyone to refuse so directly.

The two of them visibly froze for a moment, looking unsure of what to do and somewhat annoyed.

I thought to myself, how could she possibly charge me for just half a pancake!
However, to Gao Qingmiao's surprise, the two passengers sitting in front of her turned around in delight and asked:
"Girl, how much is one? Give me two, they'll be perfect for lunch."

The people in the back row also stood up, saying, "If there are any extras, I'll take one too."

Gao Qingmiao was surprised and quickly looked at her older sister, asking how much money would be appropriate.
Gao Qinghe quickly calculated in her mind and said to the three of them, "Fifty cents each, and this pancake is full of meat."

The young couple clicked their tongues in unison. What kind of expensive stuff is this? They have the nerve to charge 50 cents?

A pound of pork costs only two yuan!

The passengers in the back row silently sat back down.

The two people in the front row were a little reluctant to part with their money, but they were still craving it.

The two were companions, and the older one took out a dollar and bought two.

Gao Qinghe tore off two pieces of the packaging paper, wrapped the fried cake in it, and handed it to the two of them.

He said very sincerely, "You'll know once you try this pancake; it's definitely worth the 50 cents."

The two of them didn't doubt this statement, because when they held the meat pie in their hands and sniffed it, the rich aroma of meat and the unique bitterness of wild vegetables wafted in, making them very hungry.

The fried pancakes had a crispy exterior and a tender interior, but after sitting in the oven all morning, the crust had softened considerably.

But when you take a bite, your mouth is full of chewy meat chunks, and you won't care whether the outer skin is crispy or soft. You just feel that it's delicious and satisfying!
The two buried themselves in their food, finishing the large, palm-sized fried meat-filled pancakes in one go, and couldn't help but let out a satisfied burp.

This is packed with ingredients; you can tell at a glance it's made for family, they're really generous with the ingredients.

Passengers sitting further away didn't seem to mind.

Those who are close by are the real torment.

The young couple, who were unhappy about having to pay, couldn't resist after a while and took out 50 cents to buy one.

Gao Qinghe smiled slightly, signaling Gao Qingmiao to take the money, and then tore off a piece of oil paper, wrapped the cake, and handed it over.

The woman immediately felt the weight of the pancake in her hand and thought to herself that the 50 cents was well spent.

Full of anticipation, she brought the pancake to her mouth; she was determined to taste what it was like today!

"Wow, this is delicious!"

The woman happily held the pancake to her husband's lips, saying, "Take a bite; it's even better than the one we bought at the station this morning."

The man took a bite, nodded repeatedly, then took another bite, leaving the rest for his wife.

The woman ate happily and didn't refuse. She finished eating in no time and smiled embarrassedly at Gao Qinghe.

The passengers in the back stood up again, "Girl, can you sell me another one? You guys are making me so hungry."

Several people nearby also asked, wanting some too.

Gao Qingmiao never expected that her grandmother's fried pancakes would be so popular. Looking at the five pancakes left in the bag, she held up one finger.

I'll sell one more at most, otherwise I won't even have dinner.

Gao Qinghe was just trying it out; she never expected to actually make money selling pancakes.

Judging from this situation, it seems that Grandma's fried pancakes are quite popular.

We can have Grandma try making the pancakes at home and bring them to the county to sell.

In the end, Gao Qinghe sold three, keeping only two for herself and her siblings for dinner.

With three yuan in the account, Gao Qinghe gave one yuan to her younger brother, who immediately beamed with joy, saying that if he wasn't full, he could have canned food and oranges instead.

Gao Qinghe chuckled, "You're good at math. Canned goods and oranges could buy more than a dozen cakes."

Gao Qingmiao retorted confidently, "Who told you to sell all the cakes?"

Gao Qinghe shrugged, not arguing with him.

The fried pancakes will go bad before tomorrow, and two people can't finish them all. Selling them will allow us to buy other things to eat.

She only reminded Gao Qingmiao to remember to keep the green orange peel, as it was her magic weapon against motion sickness.

(End of this chapter)