Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 68 Competitors
Everyone frowned and opened their mouths to complain.

Song Yu's face was serious, his sharp eyes swept over everyone, and he said coldly: "I said, Xiaoxiao wants to rest, go out."

A murderous aura suddenly appeared on his body, and everyone stepped back a few steps in horror.

Even Mother Song was taken aback.

Frowning, she muttered something wrong, and went out in displeasure.

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay and followed suit.

Song Yu looked at their backs, his jaw line tensed.

After a long silence, he slowly turned his head, stared down at the person on the bed, and stretched out his hand to tuck the hair on her cheek behind her ear.

Time flies, and three days have passed.

At noon, there is a snack street in Liuyun Academy.

Hua's recent spring breeze is proud.

Not only does it deliver [-] catties to restaurant owners steadily every day.

She rented it in the city for [-] Wen, and could do business in the morning, afternoon and evening.

Make some breakfast food in the morning and sell it, sell meatball skewers at noon and evening, and do some needlework at home in the rest of the time.

Earn a lot of money.

When she resigned and went home resolutely, her parents-in-law and her husband told her that she didn't think well.

Others in the village also ridiculed her for being a fool, not wanting jobs that guarantee income from droughts and floods.

But now...

Who doesn't say that she has brains and courage?
The more Hua thought about it, the brighter the smile on the corners of her lips became, and the more enthusiastic her attitude towards the academy students became: "My lord, do you want some soup?"

A regular customer who often bought meatballs from her came over.

she greets.

The regular customer said: "Hua Niangzi, Liu Ji's meatballs taste the same as yours. They only sell for four Wen. You can lower the price too."

Hua exclaimed, waved his hands and said, "Why does Liu Ji's meatballs taste the same as mine? You are just kidding."

The meatballs made by Pei Xiaoxiao have special seasonings added.

This kind of seasoning, even the people of Lao Song's family don't know, how could it be easily learned?

How many people tried to buy seasoning recipes from her, but all failed.

She has confidence.

The regular customer insisted: "It's really the same. Someone was telling me about it the day before yesterday. I tried it yesterday. If you don't believe me, you can buy a bunch and try it. I often eat it at your place. It's impossible to try it wrong.

Hua Shi was startled.

Regular customers are not like joking.

Is it...

Hua's smile narrowed slightly.

Moreover, she also found that today's business is indeed not as good as usual.

She raised her eyes and looked in Liu Ji's direction.

There are quite a lot of people, including many of her old customers.

Hua looked at the few people in front of the stall, and his expression became solemn.

The street gradually became deserted, Hua Shi didn't guard anymore, and didn't push to sell it in other streets, but packed up and went to Liu Ji.

A quarter of an hour later.

Hua came out of Liu Ji in a panic, hurried back to her stall, and pushed her back to the rented house.

She went straight to the city gate and paid for a ride back to Songjia Village.

Old Song's house.

For many days, Pei Xiaoxiao had a persistent low-grade fever and intermittent high-grade fever, with no sign of improvement at all.

Yesterday, I invited the doctor from Huichun Hall, and the diagnosis was the same as that of Du Rouhui and Jiang, and I was shocked.

When I woke up today, Pei Xiaoxiao's condition remained the same, and Song Yu asked Uncle Big Niu to invite the doctor from the security hall of another big pharmacy to come over.

The diagnosis remains the same.

The persistent fever is just because the body is thin.

He said with certainty that although the members of the old Song family were worried, they didn't take it too seriously.

Song Yu was not at ease in his heart, but he had no choice but to let people leave.

He sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Song Yu's brows were deeply tired, and there was a blue stubble on his chin, obviously he hadn't rested well.

"Xiaoxiao... is Xiaoxiao at home?"

"My sister-in-law is sick, what's the matter with Mrs. Niu?"

"Urgent!"

It was noisy outside, Song Yu glanced at Pei Xiaoxiao who was sleeping restlessly, stood up with a frown, and blocked the door of the east wing.

"Xiaoxiao is not feeling well, just fell asleep, if there is something to tell me, I will tell her."

Mrs. Hua leaned forward, looking anxious: "It's urgent, it's urgent."

"No matter how urgent you are, it doesn't matter as much as my wife's body." Song Yu was a little displeased, "Tell me directly."

Huashi choked up.

The solution she wants to solve is related to her job.

The meatballs are decided by Pei Xiaoxiao, what's the use of telling Song Yu?

But Xiaoxiao is sick, really...

Song Yu stood at the door like a demon, not moving for a moment.

"Let her in!"

Pei Xiaoxiao's weak voice could be heard vaguely, Song Yu glanced at Huashi displeasedly, and turned sideways.

Hua's palms were sweating from being watched, and he bit the bullet and entered the room.

Pei Xiaoxiao was ill, so Hua naturally had to take care of her.

Just after exchanging a few pleasantries, Song Yu interrupted: "If there is anything, just tell me, Xiaoxiao wants to rest."

Huashi choked again.

She held Pei Xiaoxiao's hand, and said seriously: "Xiaoxiao, someone in the city made meatballs that taste exactly like ours!"

Dujia Village.

Mother Pei heard that Pei Xiaoxiao had repeatedly burned the news for several days.

She hastily put the freshly made chicken essence into a jar, fifteen eggs, and a pack of brown sugar into the basket, and covered it with a white cloth.

Stepped on the basket, locked the gate, and rushed towards the wooden bridge.

As soon as the door was locked, someone stopped him.

"Big sister, where are you going?"

Mother Pei froze, turned around, and said to a man and a woman in front of her eyes: "Xiaoxiao has been burning for several days, and the situation is not good. I want to see her. If there is anything, we will talk about it later."

Mother Pei is from Du's Village, her real name is Du Xiaoliu.

Father Pei is a foreigner. He settled here, married her, and settled directly in Du's Village.

Because of this, the journey between Pei's mother and her parents' residence was only half a quarter of an hour.

It was her elder brother Du Dashan and sister-in-law Ji Shi who were talking to her.

Ji stepped forward and took Pei's mother by the arm, and said with a smile: "Eldest sister, don't leave yet, our brother Yuan is not in a good mood recently, and we need some supplements. As an aunt, you should think about him more."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and opened the white cloth.

Ji's eyes lit up.

Eggs, brown sugar, these are all good things.

And this jar, I don't know what good things are in it.

Ji picked up the jar and gestured to lift the lid: "Let me see what's in here, maybe we, Brother Yuan, can also use it."

Mother Pei's complexion changed, and she snatched the small jar: "I can't take it!"

Her big reaction startled Du Dashan and Ji Shi.

Du Dashan's eyes lit up: "What is this? Open it and have a look!"

This is my pickled sauerkraut, Xiaoxiao likes to eat it, she is sick and has no appetite, so I will give her an appetizer! "Pei's mother is eager to gain wisdom.

Du Dashan and Ji Shi looked contemptuous.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ji took out the basket from Song's mother, and said, "That's right, the sauerkraut is for Xiaoxiao, she needs it, don't say that we as elders don't feel sorry for her...Let's pick up some leftover eggs and brown sugar." .”

Mother Pei's eyes were red with anger: "Xiaoxiao is sick, don't take all her supplements away."

Du Dashan looked displeased: "She's a girl, and she's splashed water. What's the matter with you always stuffing things into her? It's our family brother who will take care of you in the future. Please be sober." ?”

Mother Pei was startled, and stopped grabbing the basket.

She lowered her head, holding the small jar, without saying a word.

With a satisfied face, Du Dashan stated the purpose of coming here today: "The seasoning you gave last time was very good. We finished eating, so you can bring us a few more bottles."

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