Chapter 33

The next morning, Ling Muer borrowed an ox cart from Ling Qihai's house, moved the heavy stove, the prepared omelet rice, and the sauce she prepared in advance to the ox cart, and then drove the ox cart to leave home .

Shangguan Shaochen wanted to follow her, but she didn't agree.

She didn't know what Shangguan Shaochen's identity was, but she could see that he had his own things to do. There is a long, long distance between him and her. She didn't want to tie him by her side and become more and more dependent on her. He helped her take care of the family these days, and he was already very grateful to him. Then, for the rest of her life, please let her go on alone.

Shangguan Shaochen is her noble person, helping her through the darkest time. She couldn't use him as a cash machine, relied on him for everything, and couldn't do without him in the end. That way he is not bothered, but she is.

It took her two days to learn how to drive an ox cart. This bullock cart was borrowed from Ling Qihai, and he promised to rent it for ten Wen a day. Ling Qihai didn't accept money, but Ling Muer insisted on giving it.

She drove the ox cart to the city and found a spacious place to stop. When she moved the stove down, the passers-by looked surprised. After all, the stove is so heavy that even a stout man would have to struggle to lift it up, but this girl moved it down with ease. What kind of strength is this? It's really evil.

After she moved the things down, the bullock cart couldn't find a place to put it, which stumped her. She sighed: "If I knew it earlier, I would have asked Ling Qihai to come here, and then drive the ox cart back."

Just when Ling Muer was in trouble, Ling Qihai ran over suddenly, smiled at Ling Muer and said, "Ha, sister Muer, what a coincidence!"

Ling Muer rolled her eyes angrily: "Are you following me?"

"How is it possible? You drove the ox cart to arrive so quickly, and I can pass the ox cart faster?" Ling Qihai said embarrassedly: "I left early."

"Since it's here, let's drive the ox cart to another place! It's because I didn't think carefully, I didn't expect it to hinder my business." Ling Muer said.

"Success. I'm here as the second child. I'll drive the ox cart to the owner's yard first and put it away. I'll come over to you when you're done." Ling Qihai said: "Sister Ling'er, what else do you need?" If you help, I can help you. We are from the same village, and the family does not speak the same language, so please don't be polite to me."

Ling Muer responded indifferently.

Ling Qihai deliberately flattered her, although she didn't like it, she didn't reject it. As long as he doesn't hinder her, she will allow these little people's little thoughts.

Ling Qihai drove the ox cart away. Ling Mu'er tidied up the stove, placed the cauldron, and warmed up the prepared pouch rice on the stove.

In ancient times, there were no fast food boxes, so she cut a huge bamboo joint in half and turned it into a bamboo bowl, which was just right to put the purse rice in. A bamboo joint serves a purse rice, and the current price is 20 cents a serving.

Eggs cost a penny, and rice costs ten pennies a catty. She has prepared fifty packs of rice today, and wants to explore the market first. If it's good, make some more tomorrow. The total cost of these fifty pocket meals is 80 Wen. If it can be sold, after deducting the cost, firewood, oil and salt, etc., the net profit is 900 Wen.

It sounds like one tael of silver a day is not much. But the current market price is that ordinary people can't save a tael of silver for half a year.

Ling Mu'er heated up the purse rice and put the sauce bottles away. She prepared a total of five sauces. Among them, there are three kinds of seafood sauces, which are different according to the degree of spiciness. The other two are fruit sauces with a sweet taste. There were so many fruits in the space, she couldn't take them out to eat, so she made them into sauces.

Last night, the whole family ate pouch rice. Ling Ziyu ate two portions of the fruit-flavored sauce. Ling Muer refused to let him eat, but he still looked aggrieved.

The seafood sauce that Yang Shi, Ling Dazhi and Ling Zixuan ate. Several people have different tastes, so the sauces they choose are also different. Shangguan Shaochen, like her, chooses the spiciest hoisin sauce.

The stuff in the space is of good quality. Ling Muer ate very happily. The people of the Ling family were recuperated by the spiritual spring water, and their health became better and better. Yang's skin became even more supple.

"It smells so good!" Ling Mu'er just lifted the lid of the pot, and the fragrance spread out.

The water Ling Muer used to cook was all space water, and the vegetables in the purse rice were also from space. The sauce is even made with the fruits and seafood in the space. Of course the taste is different.

Seeing a woman approaching, Ling Mu'er sniffed at her purse rice, raised a smile and said, "Auntie, would you like some? It's delicious."

As she spoke, she took out a portion of fried rice, divided it into ten small portions, and served them with ten bamboo knots.

"This is the rice bread here. It's called purse rice. There are eggs on the outside and rice on the inside. It looks ordinary, but I cook it with a secret recipe handed down from my family. The taste is definitely not ordinary. If you don't believe it, just Try it first." Ling Muer handed a small portion of fried rice to the woman.

The woman was well dressed, she was also thin-skinned and had a gold bracelet on her wrist, she seemed to be from a good family.

Such a person is generous, as long as she meets something she likes, she will buy it without hesitation. That's why Ling Muer was so generous to her and was willing to give away such expensive white rice.

The woman heard Ling Muer say this, and took it with a dispensable attitude. She picked up the disposable bamboo chopsticks, picked up the fried rice and fed it into her mouth.

"Hmm..." The woman looked at her in surprise. "tasty."

"It will be even more delicious if it is served with eggs and my special sauce." Ling Muer said with a smile.

The woman looked at the purse rice in Ling Muer's pot. Each serving was nicely wrapped with poached eggs and looked very pretty. Each poached egg is fried golden, very beautiful.

"How much?" Just as Ling Mu'er thought, the woman's family is rich, and she never treats herself badly. In addition, Ling Muer's fried rice was really delicious, which made her look forward to it.

"Twenty Wen." Ling Mu'er said with a smile: "Madam can try it here, if it doesn't taste good, I won't charge you. It can be seen that Madam is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, so she must know what to buy."

"Your fried rice is good, let me try it! Didn't you say that your sauce is secret? Then let me see how delicious it is." The woman licked her tongue and said.

Ling Muer filled a serving of omelet rice and handed it to the woman. She introduced these sauces and asked, "Auntie, do you like sweet or spicy?"

"Sweet! I like a light taste." The woman said.

Ling Muer chose the lightest fruit jam for the woman. The color of the jam is red and looks very beautiful.

Ling Muer squeezed some jam for the woman to taste, and the latter's eyes suddenly changed: "It's delicious! It's so delicious! Can you squeeze some more for me?"

"Auntie is my first customer, so I will give you special treatment. In fact, the recipe of this jam is very special, and the price is even more expensive. If you add more portions, you will have to increase the price." Ling Muer squeezed some more jam for the woman . "Auntie, how about you try it? If it's delicious, you have to say something nice to me."

"Of course. You girl is not stingy, and neither am I." The woman ate her purse rice. The delicious smell made her almost bite her tongue. "It's delicious. My kid is very picky. I think about what to eat for him every day, and I almost turn gray. What are you... pouch rice, right? Not bad. Give me two more, no... five portion. I will also send it to his grandparents.”

Ling Muer smiled and said, "Okay. I'll pack it up for Auntie right away. Auntie will go back and warm it up. Although the taste is not as good as it is now, it's still delicious."

"This is a hundred cash, take it." The woman paid generously.

"His aunt, this purse rice... is really delicious? Isn't 20 Wen too expensive?" The old woman who was watching by the side questioned.

"My family runs a restaurant. I don't have a say in whether her food is good or not?" The woman was dissatisfied that others questioned her taste. "If you don't believe me, you can try it. If there is any snack here that is more delicious than her purse rice, I'll take your last name. I won't tell you, I have to give it to my kid as soon as possible. It's cold It's not as delicious."

"Ha... this is..." The old lady next to her knew the woman, so she asked this question. Hearing what she said, the old woman believed it a little more.

These are all living in the city. Country people generally only have two goals when they come to the city, one is to sell things, and the other is to buy things. Most people buy something after selling something.

The purse rice that Ling Muer sells is so expensive, even if others boast about it, they will shy away when they hear the price. So there are almost city folks around here now. Only a small number of rural people from good families smelled the fragrance and felt sorry for the price, so they surrounded the place without leaving or buying.

"Dear aunts and aunts, I brought very few copies today. There are only fifty copies in total. Five copies were sold just now, and now there are only forty-five copies left. If you are interested, you can queue up to buy. Because this is my first time doing business , I want everyone to be familiar with our things, so the price has been lowered. Tomorrow will not be the price. Tomorrow will be 30 cents a piece." Ling Muer said loudly.

"What? Are you going to adjust the price tomorrow? Are you eating by gods? It's so expensive?" The sour-looking woman next to her shouted.

"Auntie, you don't plan to buy it now, and it doesn't seem to matter to you whether the price will be adjusted tomorrow." Ling Muer smiled when she spoke, but there was a cold light in her eyes.

That woman was a nuisance. She sells pancakes nearby, but no one has bought pancakes for a penny. On the contrary, the girl's 20 cents of rice has already been sold. She was jealous and wanted to trouble her, that's why this happened.

Now hearing what Ling Muer said, she instinctively wanted to fight back. In terms of tongue, she was ranked second in the village, and no one dared to be number one. However, facing Ling Muer's eyes, the woman was startled. She patted herself on the chest and said in a low voice: "My dear girl, this girl is so scary. It doesn't look like it's something to mess with."

The woman shut up, and Ling Muer turned her attention to the guest in front of her again. She brags about her special sauce, leaving the undecided to tangle.

"Forget it, the old woman has lived such an old age, why hasn't she eaten it? It's the first time I've heard of this pouch rice. You also said that your sauce is excellent. Then I will try it. To be honest, the old woman specializes in selling all kinds of sauces. Up to now, there has been no better sauce than the old woman's. I want to see if it is as you said."