Red apricots make spring

Chapter 70 Preparing to set up a stall
Gentle is an actionist, she does what she thinks, that night, after everyone had rested, she was under the lamp, holding a piece of paper and a very awkward brush, writing crookedly on the paper that only she can read You can understand simplified Chinese, write down the things you need to prepare for setting up a stall, and even make a simple budget for the expenses, so that you can get up early the next morning to buy things.

"Sister, go to bed early, you've been tired all day." Xiaohuan slept until midnight, seeing Wen Rou still thinking hard under the lamp, she couldn't help urging her.

"Alright, alright, here we come!" Rourou replied, but she kept writing in her hand, and even listed out the division of labor of everyone in detail.

In the morning, let Mama Wen go to the vegetable market to buy old ducks for soup, duck offal, vermicelli, tofu and a lot of duck blood, and she has to do housework when she comes back.Xiaohuan is responsible for cleaning the ingredients and frying fried tofu at home.Wen Gang, don't expect him to do too many things, it's better to let him concentrate on his studies. When he has free time, he can help Ms. Wen and Xiaohuan. As for Ye Yu, his work is heavier. To cook vegetables, you need to chop a lot of firewood, and you have to follow her out of the stall.

There is no way to do this. Rourou had inquired about it when she was looking for a rental house. The best time for business here is the night market after sunset. After a busy day, everyone is free and will come out to stroll around. They all eat two meals a day, and they will definitely get hungry when they go shopping, so they will inevitably eat some supper, so the profit of setting up a stall at night is almost double that of setting up a stall during the day, so she plans to set up a night stand, but a Female stream, if there is no man at night to set up a stall, let alone attract people's eyes, she will feel uneasy, and besides, she can't do it alone, there must be someone to wash the dishes and collect the money. This candidate, Fei Ye Yu is the only one!

Biting the tip of her brush, Wen Rou recalled the incident of being robbed by disaster victims on the road, and felt that it would be inappropriate to go out in women's clothing and an unmarried girl's attire when setting up a stall, and it would be dangerous, so it seems that she must disguise herself as a man.But ever since the old widow found out her true identity, she never dared to underestimate the wisdom of the ancients. She didn't even think that she was wearing a men's suit and a headscarf, and others really regarded her as a man, because of her figure and face The contours of her body are all very feminine and linear, and her voice can easily reveal her gender, and there are two obvious ear holes on her ears...

Oh, how difficult it is!

Gentle rubbed his temples with a headache, felt that his eyes were so sore that he could hardly open them, so he scribbled on the paper, wrote a set of men's clothes, put down the pen, blew out the lamp, and went to bed in the dark asleep.

When Rourou opened her eyes the next day, she saw that the window was full of red sun, and then reached out to check Xiaohuan who was sleeping next to her, but found nothing, knowing that she had already woken up, so she didn't dare to snooze any more, so she hurriedly dressed and got up , After folding the quilt, I went to the yard to fetch water and wash my face.

As soon as she lifted the curtain and stepped out of the room with the washbasin in her hand, all the people gathered in the hall immediately stopped talking and stared at her with wide eyes, especially Mother Wen, who looked terrified as if she had seen a ghost. Xiaohuan wasn't too surprised, just pursed her lips and smiled softly.

"Why do you look at me like this? Is there honey on my face?" Wen Wen was extremely surprised.

"Sister, what did you do last night? Why...hahaha..." Wen Gang tried to hold back his smile, but halfway through the sentence, he burst out laughing, holding his stomach and calling out Ouch.

Rou Rou touched his face, but didn't notice anything unusual, and then said to Ye Yu, who was standing aside with a distorted expression on his face, "Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

Ye Yu turned his head away and didn't answer, but his body was trembling slightly, and it seemed that he was holding back a smile and enduring it very hard.

In the end, Mother Wen gave her a bronze mirror and asked her to take a picture of it herself.Gentle and suspicious took it, thinking that this broken mirror can reflect a ghost?No matter how bright it was polished, the illuminated face was still yellow and blurry, as if it was in the late stage of hepatitis, but despite thinking this way, she still held up the bronze mirror, stood by the door, and faced the light to shine on her face, only to find black lines, His own face is comparable to that of a cat, with ink stains everywhere.

"This—" He lowered his head tenderly and embarrassingly, arguing in his heart, she can't be blamed for this, she never used ancient writing tools like brushes before, it's inevitable that her face will be stained with ink!But it's still a bit embarrassing to think about it, even Wen Gang, who can't read much, wouldn't make himself like this!
Seeing that she was embarrassed, Xiaohuan quickly helped her out and said: "My sister is very good! I wrote most of the words yesterday, I got up early and looked at them, but I didn't recognize any of them."

What she said was the truth, no matter how ugly Wen Rou's handwriting was, she couldn't tell the difference, she just felt that Wen Wen could do everything, even recognize characters, much better than Wen Gang.But hearing these words in Wenrou's ears, she felt that her face was getting redder, she put down the bronze mirror, and rushed out to fetch water to wash her face.

Not to mention Ruan Wen was ashamed and ran away, but to say that Wen's mother and the others were very surprised when they heard Xiaohuan's words.

"My sister knows how to read?" Wen Gang asked curiously: "She has never read a book, and she only buys some characters and pastes them for me on weekdays, so that I can practice them. Except for the nine-nine multiplication formula, she has not taught me anything. "

"That's right!" Mother Wen echoed, "Since she came out from the Zhao Mansion, she seems to be able to do everything. The food she made in the past is not as good as mine!"

Xiaohuan opened her mouth slightly after hearing these words, and she didn't say anything for a long time. How could she vaguely remember that her mother said that Wenrou learned to cook from the cook next door before entering the mansion?Then why did Mama Wen say that she was not very good at cooking?
Only Ye Yu stood aside silently after going out from Rourou, didn't speak, just frowned slightly, listening to everyone talking.

Rou Rou came in after taking a shower, and saw that everyone was still chattering, so she couldn't help lowering her voice, "Let's go out to eat something in the morning, and buy something when we come back."

"Sister, why are you talking so calmly?" Wen Gang didn't know what trick she was playing again.

"Oh, I want to practice speaking with a male voice." Wen Rou still suppressed her voice, but no matter how she pretended, she couldn't learn that very manly accent, she could only make her voice sound a little more neutral.

When Mother Wen heard this, the muscles on her face immediately twitched, and she said angrily: "Girls are not well-behaved, what are you doing with such tricks? It sounds...it sounds like a prostitute...ah! Bah! Bah bah!" She said, slapped herself on the mouth, and muttered, "Look what nonsense I'm talking about..."

"Sister, why do you want to speak like a man?" Seeing this situation, Xiaohuan couldn't help laughing.

"Getting ready to put on men's clothing and go out to the nightstand!" Rourou wrinkled her nose, wondering, "Doesn't it look like real clothing?"

Everyone looked at her and nodded again and again, and said in unison: "It's not like it!"

(End of this chapter)