The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

Several regular customers who had bought groceries but were still hesitant to leave stared at him intently when he spoke up, asking, "How's it going, bro?"

"Wow! This snail is completely different from what I imagined! It doesn't have any muddy smell at all, and the meat comes off easily with a gentle suck. It's juicy and flavorful!"

"I originally thought these small snails would be dry, tough, and have a fishy smell, but I didn't expect them to taste so good! The flavor is amazing! Twenty yuan is really worth it. The lady was right, they're really selling them cheaply. You should try them, you'll know how good they are once you taste them."

Upon hearing this, everyone stopped hesitating and rushed to Ya Ya's worktable: "Boss, give me a bowl too."

Seeing that Ya Ya was too busy, Cao Xiulian quickly came over to help.

Soon, the sound of snails slurping filled the shop.

Wang Guifen ate until she was stuffed, and then packed two more pounds of mountain snails to go.

She hasn't received a single reply to the message she sent to the group yet. She guesses those good-for-nothings are still fast asleep. Oh well, she'll just lead them one more time.

If they're not full, they can come over themselves. She noticed there were still quite a few snails left from the little boss's haul today!

Now that the store doesn't have a sign, no one knows it's moved or what it sells, which is good because no one is competing with them.

Wang Guifen then bought a basket to save time by using it to hold the vegetables and snails.

Just as I was about to go out, someone else came to the door, twitching their nose and peeking around, carrying a birdcage in their hand.

"It's the grandpa who keeps the birds!" Ya Ya, with her sharp eyes, raised her hand to wave towards the door, "Grandpa Bird!"

Wang Guifen paused, listening to the young boss calling out. They seemed quite familiar. How come she didn't know that some regular customers kept birds?

Zhang Limin spotted Ya Ya behind the counter and immediately walked over with a beaming smile: "Oh, little one, I'm so glad I found you! I went to the stall earlier but there was no one there. I thought they hadn't set up their stall yet! I was just wandering around and following the smells, and it really is you!"

Then he looked at Cao Xiulian and said, "Sister, after you move, put up a sign to guide the way, otherwise you won't be able to find your way."

"It was my oversight. You're right, sir. I'll get a small board for it later."

Zhang Limin carried the birdcage and looked around.

The shop didn't have many tables and chairs, but it was almost full. Everyone was engrossed in eating snails, and there was a plastic bag filled with vegetables next to them.

Two rows of baskets were neatly arranged on the shelf at the shop entrance, many of them already empty, the rest filled with fresh shepherd's purse.

Hey? They sell wild vegetables here?

He slowly moved over and immediately recognized that these were all genuine wild vegetables.

He was just a little late; all that was left on the shelf were wild purslane, a few stray scallions, and a small handful of shepherd's purse.

There was also a small blackboard next to it, clearly showing the prices of various wild vegetables.

He leaned closer and sniffed it. The green monk in the cage also came closer, flapping its wings twice at the small handful of shepherd's purse: "Eat!"

Zhang Limin paused, unable to suppress a laugh. His little darling was quite picky; he only ate tender, fresh food, and wouldn't even smell anything that had been treated with any medicine.

"Hey young lady, are you selling these wild vegetables? Where did you pick them? They look really fresh."

Wang Guifen breathed a sigh of relief, picked up her basket, and strolled away.

It turns out she wasn't a VIP; she didn't even know the small business owner sold wild vegetables. Her position was still secure.

"Grandpa, these aren't what I'm selling. Ya Ya brought them over. The soil and water in her village are so good, the wild vegetables are incredibly fresh. But there's no fixed market; they just pick whatever they can in the mountains to sell."

"I'll take everything on this shelf." Zhang Limin waved his hand and then picked up a shepherd's purse and handed it to the birdcage.

The green monk quickly pecked at the shepherd's purse, then carried it into the cage, his head practically turning into a woodpecker from eating so much.

Ya Ya stared wide-eyed in surprise. Didn't Grandpa usually feed the little bird? How could it be so hungry?

"Okay! Here we go, I'll weigh you right away!" Cao Xiulian wiped her hands and came out happily.

"I'll take all the snails. Bring me a bowl first... and a serving of corn porridge too." Zhang Limin picked a table and sat down.

Today's snails are prepared in a new way, with plenty of seasoning, making them spicy and flavorful!

The snails he bought the day before yesterday were devoured by his old friends in no time. They ate them with gusto, their mouths greasy, saying they tasted delicious, but complained that they weren't spicy enough. Many even added their own chili peppers to the mixture.

I never expected that they would improve the recipe now, making it spicy and flavorful!

With Grandpa Bird taking care of everything, Boss Ya Ya is free and carefree.

There were about 30 jin of snails left and only 7 or 8 jin of wild vegetables. They were all bought up, bringing in 2,300 yuan. Ya Ya's eyebrows shot up as she listened. She had made a lot of money!

Cao Xiulian looked at Ya Ya, who was standing on the stool and seemed a little lost, and said softly, "Ya Ya, your aunt will take care of things here. Just do what you always do. If you want to buy something after you've sold everything, go ahead. If you're sleepy or tired, go upstairs and rest for a while."

My auntie washed all the bed sheets and duvet covers.

Ya Ya looked towards the attic, then at the stroller, blinked, and looked up, saying, "Auntie, I'm going out to buy some things. Could you write down the shop's address for me? If I buy a lot, I'd like them to deliver it to the shop."

Cao Xiulian tore off a piece of paper and wrote the address on it: "You little rascal, I didn't even think of that. Keep it safe and drive carefully."

"Okay, Auntie!"

Ya Ya dragged her little cart straight to the meat stall.

The special offer sign on the meat stall has changed; the front leg meat is on special today at 5 yuan per jin.

The last time I came, it was 3.9 miles.

Ya Ya tilted her little head up. No wonder everyone was scrambling for it. It's only been a short time, and the price has already changed. Will it be more expensive again in a few days?

There are still two pieces of meat left in the storage space from the last purchase. Everyone is reluctant to eat them. Only before did we ask Aunt Chuntao to make large pieces because we were afraid they would spoil. Now that we know they can be stored, we make them into minced meat or thin slices to give them a meaty flavor.

But everyone needs to work hard, and they won't have the energy if they don't eat meat.

Only those who buy a lot are willing to eat it.

Ya Ya carefully calculated, then squeezed to the front and loudly said to the butcher, "Uncle, I want 100 jin of meat for 5 yuan!"

I wonder how big a piece of meat would be if it weighed 100 pounds? Would it be as big as a small mountain?

"One hundred pounds? Little one, are you sure you're not mistaken? Your little cart can't hold that much." The customers and the butcher at the meat stall all looked at Ya Ya in surprise.