The road to the county town is about ten kilometers long. Cars are relatively slow in this era. It takes an hour to get to the county town.
After getting off the bus, Yang Lina asked Li Jingxuan to take her to the vegetable market. Perhaps because of the hot weather, there were many people in the vegetable market and there were many types of vegetables they wanted to eat.
After turning around in a circle, Yang Lina's stomach started to growl.
By chance, there was a seller selling white-faced steamed buns and roujiamo buns next to where she was standing. White-faced steamed buns cost 10 cents each, and roujiamo buns cost 70 cents each.
Without hesitation, Yang Lina took out two yuan to buy two meat buns and handed one to Li Jingxuan who was standing aside.
"Girl, she must be a young lady from a wealthy family!"
The aunt selling steamed buns handed the steamed buns to Yang Lina and looked at the two cute little girls in front of her.
With a figure like this, it is a symbol of wealth for anyone to marry her.
"Sister, how can you tell that I come from a wealthy family?"
Yang Lina asked vaguely while chewing the meat buns.
"Look at you, you are pretty, fair and chubby. You don't look like someone born in a small family. How can ordinary children be as fair and fair as you?"
The eldest sister's words made Yang Lina pause and she looked down at her figure.
Is it such an exaggeration? Wouldn’t I just be a little bit whiter?
Li Jingxuan on the side heard the eldest sister's words and showed a suspicious look.
Why is my sister-in-law fat? She is obviously already very thin, okay?
Yang Lina thought that although she had lost weight, she was still not thin enough, so some people said she was white and fat.
"Sister, I want to ask you something. Do I need to pay to set up a stall here?"
"Hey, what's the stall fee? Behind this is my house. Even if it's not my house, there's no stall fee. What do you want to sell?"
When the steamed bun seller saw that Yang Lina was thinking about setting up a stall, she immediately became curious.
"I haven't decided yet. If I think about it, can I come?"
Yang Lina didn't think about what she was going to do for a while. She just felt that the meat buns in her mouth were tasteless. It would be nice if she had a bowl of cold skin made by her grandma at this time.
Thinking of Liangpi, I looked around and realized that the whole market sells everything, but nothing selling Liangpi.
"Sister, is there anyone selling cold skin in this mall?"
"What is Liangpi?"
The steamed bun seller asked while placing the freshly baked steamed buns.
"It's a kind of food made from noodles."
Yang Lina's eyes lit up when she thought of Liangpi. Although her major and advantage is making clothes, she needs to make more money now, and cooking is her hobby. Coupled with Sichuan people's love for food, she must have made Liangpi.
In this day and age, the chefs are much better than those in big hotels.
"Sister, I have thought about it. I will come over to set up a stall tomorrow. Thank you for the steamed buns today, but remember to leave a place for me tomorrow."
Yang Lina tightly grasped the other party's big hand in excitement.
Obviously, the eldest sister was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Look at the kind words you said, eldest sister is waiting for you to come tomorrow."
"By the way, eldest sister, my name is Yang Lina, what's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Cuiyun, you can just call me Sister Cuiyun."
"Sister Cuiyun, the two dollars I have here should be regarded as the deposit for the stall fee I gave you. Please accept it."
Yang Lina took out two dollars from her pocket and handed it to Zhang Cuiyun. No matter what, she had to avoid losing money, right?
Zhang Cuiyun saw that Yang Lina was a generous person and quickly refused.
"Sister, please don't do this. You haven't earned the money yet. How can I charge you for the stall fee? If you really want to give me money, it's not too late to wait until you make money."
Zhang Cuiyun smiled and pushed Yang Lina's hand back.
"Okay, then I won't be polite to you anymore. When I make money, I will give it to you twice as much." Yang Lina took the money back and then said, "Sister Cuiyun, please do your work first. I will prepare the things for tomorrow."
See you in the morning."
Yang Lina put the remaining meat buns into her bag, turned around and pulled Li Jingxuan towards the farmer's market.
Li Jingxuan looked bored. Her sister-in-law had been chatting with the vendor just now, but she couldn't get in the conversation and could only listen silently.
According to Yang Lina, she wants to sell cold skin.
But no one knows what Liangpi is, so who would buy it?
"Sister-in-law, have you decided to sell Liangpi? But what exactly is this Liangpi?"
Yang Lina walked in front of her in a hurry, and Li Jingxuan trotted closely behind her, staring at Yang Lina's side face with a pair of dark eyes.
"I'll cook it for you when I get back tonight. You'll know what it is by then."
"But, sister-in-law, you don't have to be so anxious. Once you're sure, can we come back to buy materials next time?"
Li Jingxuan thought that it had been almost half a month since the application form was mailed, and the admission notice would be coming soon.
Once she gets the admission notice, it means she is going to school.
Before, Yang Lina promised to make some clothes for her and let her sell them to her classmates so that she could earn living expenses. However, now she is only focusing on business and has forgotten her promise.
"It's okay if you're not in a hurry. We use money for fun at home. If I earn more, your brother can spend less time in such a hard place like a mine."
When she thought about making money, Yang Lina was extremely excited and walked quickly towards the place selling sundries.
Li Jingxuan's heart skipped a beat. She was patronizing herself again, forgetting all the things her sister-in-law had done for her family and herself.
She slapped herself on the forehead with self-blame and followed Yang Lina closely, feeling that she was selfish and not thinking about Yang Lina.
She had sworn before that she would repay her kindness and treat her sister-in-law kindly.
If it weren't for her, Feng Zhijun's incident would have become notorious.
Yang Lina first bought a backpack, and then went to the place that sold pots to see if there were any pots for making cold skin. If there were, she would buy two pairs. If not, she would use the steamer at home instead. It was just a matter of time.
Maybe a little slower.
When she walked to the place selling pots, Yang Lina had already bought all the seasonings, onions, ginger and garlic. Of course, the 21st century MSG and chicken essence were excepted, but they could be replaced with white sugar.
Yang Lina stood in front of the stall, glanced over, and landed on the last row.
"Girl, do you want to buy a pot?"
The pot seller was an unshaven middle-aged uncle. He was wearing patched clothes, his hands were in his sleeves, and he was staring straight at Yang Lina in front of him.
"Brother, how do you sell this pot?"
Yang Lina walked around for a long time. This was the only one in this family. She put one hand in her pocket and held the money tightly. What if this person opened his mouth like a lion and deceived others?
"Oh, this pot, it's two yuan and a half. This pot has been here for half a year. We locals don't know how to use it. If you know how to use it, girl, I will buy it for you at the original price, just two yuan.