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

Cao Xiulian opened the lid under the stove and fanned it vigorously to make the fire burn brighter.

He quickly picked up two handfuls of dough sticks, straightened them, and placed them into the boiling oil. The hot oil sizzled, and the golden oil bubbles and churned. The originally pale dough sticks puffed up quickly as they entered the hot oil, gradually turning an enticing golden brown. They floated and sank in the pot, and the aroma filled the air.

As she flipped the fried dough sticks, she scooped up the rich red date and soy milk from the thermos, filtered it carefully, and poured it into three paper bowls.

Once the fried dough sticks are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, remove them and drain off the excess oil. Then, pinch off some fine, snow-white sugar frosting and gently sprinkle it on the surface of the steaming hot dough sticks.

Soon, three breakfasts were served to Zhang Limin and his two companions.

Zhang Limin picked up a freshly fried dough stick, took a bite, and with a crunch, his mouth was filled with crispness.

Freshly fried dough sticks are so crispy!

With a sip of hot soy milk infused with the aroma of dates, they ate with gusto, nodding in approval.

After swallowing a fried dough stick, Zhang Limin wiped his hands, stood up, looked around Cao Xiulian's preparation table, and said with a smile, "Young lady, did you prepare these for this shop this morning? Is that corn porridge in that bucket?"

Cao Xiulian wiped her hands and replied with a smile, "That's right, with my small business, I can't produce too much even if I work alone."

Zhang Limin quickly assessed the situation and pulled out his phone: "Hey girl, how about this, I'll take all the breakfast items from your shop today. When that little girl, um... Ya Ya, right? When she comes over, can you start frying them for me? I'll pack them up and take them with me."

Cao Xiulian almost dropped the hand towel in her hand: "What? You...you want it all? I don't think it's much, but each kind is enough for dozens of people..."

Zhang Limin nodded firmly: "There are many of us, we'll take them all. If you have any concerns, just let us know."

"Oh, no worries, no worries at all, as long as you're sure, oh, this is great news!" Cao Xiulian beamed with joy. Who wouldn't want their things to sell out quickly!

"Auntie, what great news is it?" Cao Xiulian had just finished speaking when a soft, clear child's voice came from the doorway.

Ya Ya was already standing in the shop at some point, her little hands holding onto a small cart with the familiar large thermos inside, and two large bamboo baskets filled with fresh wild vegetables at her feet.

"Hey? Little Boss Ya Ya is here? Perfect timing, Grandpa just had something to discuss with you." Zhang Limin turned around and saw Ya Ya standing next to the shelf by the entrance.

"Good morning, Grandpa Bird!" Ya Ya looked up, her eyes crinkling with a smile, and greeted him warmly.

Zhang Limin paused slightly, then subconsciously looked at the green monk parrot leisurely pacing in its cage beside the table, and then at himself, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. This nickname is quite interesting.

However, the correction still needs to be made. "My surname is Zhang, so you can just call me Grandpa Zhang from now on."

Ya Ya looked at the little green bird with a blank expression, then at Zhang Limin: "Okay, Grandpa Zhang the Little Bird."

"Pfft—"

"Hahaha~"

Xiao Li and Xiao Huang couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, collapsing onto the table.

Zhang Limin smirked, deciding not to argue with a child.

"Ya Ya, just call him Grandpa Zhang, don't call him Little Bird." Cao Xiulian couldn't help but laugh as she came out from behind the worktable, helped Ya Ya straighten the bamboo basket on the ground, and taught her while suppressing her laughter.

"Grandpa Zhang, what do you want to discuss with me? Is it the great news Auntie mentioned earlier?" Ya Ya obediently changed her address.

"Girl, don't bother cleaning the wild vegetables, I want them all." Zhang Limin called out to Cao Xiulian first, then looked down at Ya Ya.

"Ya Ya, Grandpa plans to buy all the snails and wild vegetables you brought today, is that alright?"

Cao Xiulian stopped what she was doing and even gathered all the wild vegetables? What were the two of them going to do then?

Ya Ya blinked her eyes. "I know this. Buying everything, like Grandma Wang did before, buying everything by herself. What's it called again? Round buns? Round dumplings?"

"It's all included!" Zhang Limin laughed heartily. "So there's a precedent for this. Well, is it settled then? I'll buy all your snails and wild vegetables, as well as your aunt's soy milk and fried dough sticks, okay?"

Ya Ya's wild vegetables are also a good thing. He didn't buy much yesterday, but he took it back and had his daughter-in-law make a simple cold salad. Unexpectedly, everyone loved it.

"Wow!" Even more amazing than Grandma Wang! Not only did she buy her own things, but she also bought her aunt's! Then Auntie can go home earlier or go to the morning market like me! Ya Ya immediately clapped her two little hands happily.

"Great! That way, Auntie won't have to watch the stall anymore. We can close up shop before we even open!"

The people in the shop all smiled as they listened to the little guy's innocent and joyful words.

Once the matter was settled, Cao Xiulian hurriedly returned to her worktable and quickly fried the dough sticks and sugar cakes.

Zhang Limin glanced at the items in the store, took out his phone, and called a minivan.

When the car arrived, Cao Xiulian's fried food was all fried and packed into several large plastic bags.

The snails, along with the broth, were packaged together for 2,800 yuan. There weren't many wild vegetables today, but 20 jin of shepherd's purse, 5 jin of wild purse, and 3 jin of wild onions came to exactly 600 yuan.

Cao Xiulian's porridge can yield about eighty bowls per bucket, and she charges the old man eighty yuan per bucket.

The soy milk cost 150, and the fried food was bundled together for 400.

"We'll borrow the bucket for now and return it to you later." Zhang Limin carried the birdcage and got into the passenger seat.

"Alright, sir, take care!"

"Take care, Grandpa Zhang!"

Cao Xiulian and Ya Ya stood at the shop entrance, watching the car slowly drive away.

After Zhang Limin and the others left, the shop became quiet again. Cao Xiulian looked up at the new signboard. Who said this shop was bad? This shop is amazing! It's incredibly popular. Yesterday, on the first day, she sold almost everything. Today is even more outrageous. Before it even officially opened to customers, all the goods in the shop were sold out.

Ya Ya also looked up, just like Cao Xiulian.

"Wow! Auntie, we have a sign now! It's so pretty!"

"Yes, Auntie had someone make it." Cao Xiulian looked away and her gaze fell on Ya Ya.

She had been busy packing and hadn't looked closely, but now she noticed some tiny mud stains on the cuffs and hems of Ya Ya's clothes, and there were also signs of wiping on the hem. Her heart tightened immediately, and she quickly pulled Ya Ya into the store: "Ya Ya, what happened to your clothes? Did you fall on the way here?"