In the morning, Feng Yanhong failed to get up to make breakfast. Li Boshan bought breakfast outside and then came back to wake her up.
"Daughter-in-law, get up and have breakfast."
Li Boshan lay on the bedside and gently called her to get up.
Feng Yanhong murmured, and curled up into a ball under the quilt.
Li Boshan leaned over again and kissed her gently on her forehead.
"Then you can sleep a little longer and I'll be back in the afternoon."
"Huh?" Oh, he has to go to school in the morning.
Feng Yanhong suddenly woke up a lot and opened her eyes.
"I'm up, wait for me."
Feng Yanhong washed up quickly, greeted her second grandfather after breakfast, and took Li Boshan to the bus station.
Almost all the neighbors around her knew her, and she would take the initiative to say hello to anyone she saw in this alley, adding a little warmth to the winter morning.
There are usually three or four families living in the same courtyard in the alley. Most of them work outside the home with a meager income and are very nervous to make ends meet. However, if any of their neighbors are in trouble, they still lend a helping hand without hesitation.
Even if we quarrel over something, it will be over if there are neighbors to mediate in the middle. If we meet and greet each other tomorrow, we will be reconciled as before.
Although Feng Yanhong didn't spend much time with these neighbors, she really liked the atmosphere here and the warm feeling.
After lunch, Li Boqing took Feng Yanhong around and found that this alley was surrounded by a market. There were two breakfast stalls at the entrance of the alley and an old dim sum shop at the end of the alley.
Zhou Ji Dim Sum Shop, this shop is located in my yard. Usually it only sells jujube paste cakes. During festivals, there will be a few more varieties, and others need to be booked.
"Sister-in-law, please don't look at the shop as it is small. There is not much business in normal times. During the New Year and festivals, several alleys around us have festivals here. We work for a month or so every year during the New Year, and we can support the whole family."
Feng Yanhong nodded and understood the reason. In this era, no one is willing to eat snacks. The sales of snacks are the best during the New Year and festivals.
This kind of shop relies on the reputation accumulated through its craftsmanship. As long as the craftsmanship is still there, business cannot be lost.
But how long can such a business model last?
In the future fast food era, shops that rely on word of mouth to retain customers will be temporarily buried.
When she opened a small shop in the past, she had seen that the business of the decades-old shop was deteriorating day by day. Young people no longer wanted to take up the craft and go out to work. Only the old man still clung to her shop in a deep alley until his death.
...
It’s not that the old craftsmanship is bad, but that the times are changing too fast and people are overwhelmed with new things. Those old craftsmanship will gradually be forgotten. People of the younger generation will not be able to feel the feelings that the old craftsmanship brings to people. They are used to it.
It is also difficult for people who eat Western food to accept these traditional foods.
Someone told her that this is like reincarnation, and old craftsmanship will eventually be picked up and revived.
She wanted to believe it, but she didn't see it in her previous life...
"Sister-in-law, there are few shops here and there is little customer flow. I don't think it is appropriate for you to choose your shop here."
Li Boqing hesitated for a long time and spoke carefully.
"Well, I think too. Let's not be in a hurry. Let's take a look around before talking."
Most of the houses in the alley have someone cooking, and there is a business at the alley for breakfast. People like her who have lunch and dinner will not get many customers.
Doing business in the capital is still different from doing business in Yincheng, and her eating habits are also different. She can't just open a store on impulse.
"New buildings were built in the north two years ago, and the streets were renovated. How about we go there and have a look."
The place Li Boqing mentioned is not far from here. It only takes about ten minutes to walk there. I heard that a department store will be built around it. It is indeed a very good place.
"Let's go take a look tomorrow. Let's go home today."
It wasn't that far, but she wasn't sure whether Bo Qing's body could bear it.
Apart from the hassle of going to the toilet, there is another inconvenient thing to do when living here: washing clothes.
There are faucets only in the bathroom, kitchen, and yard. There is no washing machine. In winter, you have to boil hot water for washing.
The two stoves boiled water at the same time, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of washing clothes. After she earned money, she had to buy a washing machine first.
"Let me help you." As soon as Li Boshan entered the door, he saw Feng Yanhong struggling to twist her clothes, put down her things and hurried forward to help.
"Why do you use such cold water to wash? I'll twist it, and you go in and wash your hands with hot water."
"Mixed with hot water..."
"That won't work either. Hurry in and I'll wash your clothes later. Don't worry about it."
Feng Yanhong wiped her hands on her apron and said angrily: "You can only come back once a week, and you have a part-time job on weekends, so how can you have time to do laundry?"
Li Boshan frowned and his eyes dimmed.
"I will collect less boiling water from the thermos bottle before doing laundry next time, so that the hot water will not be unavailable."
"Yanhong, we won't be cooking tonight. Second grandpa will take you to eat roast duck."
The old man walked in cheerfully and gave instructions. Li Boqing came out of the house holding the radio, his eyes gleaming.
"I'm going too!"
"How can I do without you? We'll leave after your brother has dried his clothes."
The family relies on a tricycle to travel, and Li Boshan is not too happy riding a tricycle with three people.
The evening breeze hit her face like a knife, and Feng Yanhong couldn't help but bury her face in her scarf.
"Hey hey hey, you can't put the tricycle here, you can't park it here!"
"Then where should we put this car?" Li Boshan asked as he pressed the brake and stopped in front of the door.
"I don't know where to park your car. Just don't park it in front of our door. Did you see that all the cars parked in front of our door are high-end cars, not tricycles like yours?"
The doorman was dressed in a very human-like manner, but his mouth was not very flattering.
"We are here to eat too, why can't we park in front of the door? What's the matter? When we come to eat at your place, we have to drive to eat?"
Li Boshan's expression instantly turned evil and he asked.
"Brother, I'm not looking down on you. Do you know how much a meal here costs? I'm afraid you won't be able to afford the meal even if you sell this tricycle."
"I think you should take your family to the small restaurant across the road for a meal."
Just these words made Li Boshan, who had always been calm, fume with anger.
"Bo Qing, help me down. I want to see who is looking down on others."
"Second Grandpa, please slow down." Feng Yanhong and Li Boqing jumped out of the car at the same time, and helped the old man get out of the car.