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

The train rumbled along and arrived in Qing County precisely at noon.

After being away for more than half a year, Gao Qinghe discovered that the county's train station had undergone tremendous changes.

The platform has not only expanded in size, but also has many more food stalls.

There are people coming and going, it’s very lively.

Many people returned from other places during the holiday, and their stomachs couldn't help but rumble as they smelled the delicious aromas wafting from the stalls.

When I went up to ask about the price, it was surprisingly affordable, and I couldn't resist the temptation to buy a hot meal.

Gao Qinghe ate early in the morning and only drank a few sips of water on the bus so as not to need to use the restroom.

The aroma of food wafted in from all directions, making Gao Qinghe secretly swallow her saliva.

Jiang Qiyue, held in her mother's arms, tugged at her mother's collar and said:
"Mom, I want to eat that!"

Gao Qinghe looked in the direction her daughter was pointing.

A stove and a big pot—that's a small stall selling tea eggs.

The shop owner was enthusiastically hawking his wares and calling out to passing travelers.

The tea eggs from the south were a novelty; Gao Qinghe had never seen them before in Qing County.

Jiang Qiyue had never seen one like it in the provincial capital. She thought it smelled delicious, and since she liked eggs, she chose the dark-colored one at first glance.

Gao Qinghe called out to Jiang Baohai and his mother, who were carrying things ahead of them.

"Old Jiang, Mom, wait a minute, I'll take Yueyue to buy some tea eggs so we can have something to eat first."

Jiang Baohai pointed to the pillar next to him, told his mother to watch the luggage there, and then followed with a smile.

"I'll go with you."

Qi Lianxin quickly instructed, "Don't buy too much, your second aunt is already preparing a meal at home and waiting for us!"

The couple verbally agreed.

But Qi Lianxin was not at ease.

The closer she got, the stronger the unique aroma of the tea eggs became. Jiang Qiyue had never eaten this before, and her eyes lit up with anticipation.

Urging Mom and Dad to buy it quickly.

Patting her tummy, she said, "I'm so hungry, I'm starving!"

Gao Qinghe covered her daughter's mouth and glared at her: "Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Qiyue gave her mother a guilty smile and shook her head to indicate that she wouldn't say anything.

The unique items attracted many tourists, and the small stall was surrounded by people.

Jiang Baohai finally managed to squeeze to the front, and while taking out his money, he said:

"Boss, please give me four tea eggs."

He looked up and handed over the money, then paused for a moment when he saw the shop owner reaching out to take it.

Ouyang Yan smiled and reached out to take the money from the customer, but when she looked up and saw a familiar face, her smile froze.

But she only froze for a second before, as usual, smiling as she took the money, took out an oil paper bag, carefully counted the tea eggs one by one, put them in, and handed them to the customer.

"Thank you for your patronage, it was delicious, I'll come again next time!"

Ouyang Yan smiled at Jiang Baohai and turned to continue serving tea eggs to the next customer.

Gao Qinghe stood outside the crowd, witnessing the whole thing, her surprised expression exactly the same as Jiang Baohai's as he walked out.

The couple looked at each other, opened their mouths, but before they could express their feelings, they were interrupted by their daughter's urgent voice.

"I want it, I want it, Mom, peel it."

Jiang Qiyue eagerly handed the tea egg to her mother, tilting her head back with wide eyes, waiting to eat.

Gao Qinghe's heart softened, and she shook her head at Jiang Baohai, having no choice but to satisfy her daughter's cravings first.

Qi Lianxin saw the family of three return with tea eggs and urged them to leave.

Unexpectedly, the couple stood still and didn't move.

Jiang Qiyue held the peeled tea egg and ate it in big bites, not wanting to move.

After finishing one, she pointed to her mouth and said, "Grandma, water."

Qi Lianxin opened the water bottle and handed it to her with heartache, seeing how hungry the child was.

After drinking water, Jiang Qiyue wanted to eat another one. Gao Qinghe stuffed her half-eaten one into her daughter's hand, and the little one didn't mind at all, taking a big bite.

Jiang Baohai fed his wife the apple he had just peeled but hadn't yet put in his mouth.

Gao Qinghe didn't stand on ceremony and finished the food in two or three bites, instantly making her hungry stomach feel much better.

"It's so delicious, I want to eat it again next time," Jiang Qiyue said happily.

One and a half eggs were enough to fill her little stomach.

Finding her parents standing still, she assumed they were waiting for her, so she took her father's hand in one hand and her mother's hand in the other, saying, "Let's go."

Huh?
Why aren't Mom and Dad moving? Why are they still watching the tea egg stall?
Are Mom and Dad still hungry?
The train station is only busy during the period when trains arrive.

After the train left, there was no one on the platform.

The vendors had memorized the schedules and calculated the time precisely, returning to replenish their goods at the appointed time.

Ouyang Yan sells tea eggs. The eggs are small, so she boils a large pot of them in advance every day and prepares a separate basket of raw eggs, which she can carry over with a shoulder pole.

I come at six o'clock every morning and leave as soon as I sell out.

Sometimes, when it's crowded, they can close up shop as early as 3 p.m.

Sometimes there are few customers, and you have to wait until the last train at 10 pm, which stops in Qingxian for ten minutes, to sell out.

At first, life was tough. She was all alone, and even when she wanted to go to the toilet, she couldn't find anyone to help her watch the stall.

One time, unable to hold it in any longer, I asked someone nearby to watch over it for a while.

As a result, he rushed to the toilet and came back in less than two minutes, only to find that the locked money box had been completely stolen by the pickpocket.

Fortunately, there were only loose change in the box; she always carried large bills with her, so the loss was minimal.

The most despicable people are those who take things without paying.

Sometimes there are too many people, and she can't keep an eye on everything by herself, so some people secretly steal things.

One or two tea eggs are not worth much money, and it won't do any good to find the patrolling police.

But as she watched the money in the box grow larger and larger, Ouyang Yan comforted herself, thinking that she was doing good deeds.

Her tea eggs are the only ones available at the train station.

During the Lunar New Year, her cousin, who had married and moved to the south, came back to teach her how to do it, as no one in the southwest knew how to do it.

Many people are envious of her business, and quite a few shameless people have come openly to ask her about it.

She refused to speak, so these people secretly sabotaged her in various ways.

There are even more shameless people who come to help her with smiles for the first two days, and on the third day they set up a stove next to hers and started selling tea eggs too.

Moreover, he sells it for a penny less than hers, and goes around telling customers that hers is a counterfeit, while his is the authentic flavor.

At that moment, Ouyang Yan found that she wasn't actually that angry; she even felt like laughing.

It's true that there's too much evil in human nature; she's developed an immunity to it.

However, when it comes to food, even if the recipe is the same, the taste will vary greatly depending on who handles it.

The guests' mouths will make the choice.

If she can't control malicious competition, can't she at least win over her customers' stomachs?

Time and an increasing number of repeat customers have proven that her tea eggs are the most authentic.

Piracy couldn't last five days before it slunk away.

Over time, Ouyang Yan also developed a thick skin and a sharp tongue.

Now she's considered a veteran at the train station, and newcomers have to treat her with respect.

After the lunch rush, there were still more than twenty tea eggs left in the pot, which made Ouyang Yan a little disappointed.

She thought that with so many people coming back today, she could sell out by noon and go home early to be with her mother and daughter.

Ouyang Yan took a deep breath, rubbed her shoulders, took out a rag to wipe the pot lid, and comforted herself, "Just hang in there, today has been pretty good."

A figure is approaching.

Ouyang Yan's business instincts told her that this person was probably after her tea eggs.

She looked up with delight and called out skillfully, "Fragrant tea eggs!"

Upon seeing the person approaching, his throat suddenly tightened. (End of Chapter)