Leisure time of raising children

Chapter 132 Wontons
"Oh, big sister. How do you sell this dish?" Before Lin Wanjiao could answer, her voice was interrupted by a middle-aged woman's voice.

Lin Wanjiao hurriedly stood up and held down Wang Xiulan who was about to get up.

"Mother, you sit here and rest. It's just an order, let me do it."

Said and walked forward, "Sister-in-law, what kind of food do you want?"

"Your dish is not bad, it's so fresh, and it looks good too. How much is this hot pepper?" The sister-in-law asked casually while boasting.

Seeing this sister-in-law's appearance, Lin Wanjiao knew that this sister-in-law was a good bargainer.

Lin Wanjiao looked at all the dishes on the vegetable stand.It doesn't seem like much in total.

Simply wrap it all up and sell it to the eldest sister at a lower price.

Seeing that my back basket was full when I came here, but now it has become empty.Look at the bulging money bag with copper coins on the table.

Lin Wanjiao felt a deep sense of accomplishment.

Those who sat on the side were waiting for Wang Xiulan to rest.

Lin Wanjiao then supported Wang Xiulan to walk back.

As I was leaving, I passed a wonton stand.

Piping hot soup with thin wontons.

It made Wang Xiulan, who had been selling for almost half the morning, swallow her saliva.

But she glanced at the old girl who was holding her arm and didn't speak.

This bowl of wonton with meat can cost a lot of money.

After working so hard, I finally made some money, so it's better to save some money.

But Lin Wanjiao who was standing beside her didn't care so much.

I clearly heard my mother watching the swallowing of wontons.

Lin Wanjiao knew that Wang Xiulan was hungry.

But Wang Xiulan still didn't say a word and wanted to go on.Immediately, he understood what was going on in his mind.

I just want to save some money and keep it for myself and my family.

But to be honest, Lin Wanjiao didn't have so many worries.

A bowl of wontons doesn't cost much.

I sold vegetables this morning, and I sold a lot anyway.

Lin Wanjiao simply dragged her mother to the wonton stand.

After pushing Wang Xiulan to the table.

Ask the old woman who sells wontons, "Grandma, how much is a bowl of wontons?"

"Six yuan for a small bowl of wonton, and ten yuan for a large bowl. Sister, which kind do you want?" Before the old lady could speak, the man who was serving the dish came up and said.

Lin Wanjiao thought for a while, and then looked at the large and small bowls on the table.

I feel that maybe the small bowl is not enough for Wang Xiulan to fit between her teeth.

Simply ordered a large bowl of wontons.

As soon as she got to the seat, she was stopped by Wang Xiulan, "Jiaojiao, why do you just order one bowl? Just give me some, what's the matter if you don't eat?"

"Little brother, have another bowl."

As soon as the words came out, Lin Wanjiao interrupted, "Mother, it's not that I don't want to eat, it's that I've eaten too much in the morning. Now my stomach is still a little bulging, and I really can't eat anymore."

After comforting Wang Xiulan, Lin Wanjiao yelled at Wonton again.

"Brother, I want a bowl here, and one bowl is enough."

"Hey, okay, I got it, sister." The man responded.

Soon, a bowl of steaming wontons came up.

Lin Wanjiao quickly pushed the wonton in front of Wang Xiulan. "Mom, eat quickly, the wontons should be eaten while they are hot, otherwise they won't taste good when they get cold."

But Wang Xiulan got up, asked her brother for a small bowl, and came back.

Then divide a bowl of wontons in half and pour them into bowls.

Then Wang Xiulan pushed the bowl in front of Lin Wanjiao contentedly
"Mom, what are you doing?" Lin Wanjiao said,
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(End of this chapter)