After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

The next day, Xia Qianqian used a cart to push pots, oil and other things to set up a stall in the town.

The sweet potatoes in the countryside are harvested in autumn, and the skin is wrinkled in winter, and it seems not fresh, but the sweet potatoes in this state are actually the sweetest.

Xia Qianqian came to the market, thinking about where to set up the stall. Xia Yu said, "Eldest sister, Master Gu said that we should set up a stall in front of his restaurant?"

"I..." Xia Qianqian didn't want to go, but wanted to go a little bit.

Gu Changsheng actually proposed to marry her yesterday, which scared her to death. But what scared her even more was Gu Changsheng's "foolish" reaction after she refused to marry.

If you beat him back to his original shape, Mrs. Gu must eat her, right?

Is he smart now? Still a fool?

"Sister, there are customers in the restaurant, and things will sell better, let's go there!" Xia Yu took the initiative to push the cart and move the place. He is too small and the cart is very laborious.

Xia Qianqian quickly took the handlebar of the car: "I'll do it!"

The restaurant has a good location, right next to the market, with a lot of people. Xia Qianqian looked up at the hotel's signature "Jingxia", and muttered to herself in wonder: "How come you have such a strange name, it's weird."

"Indeed." Xia Yu said silently twice in his heart, still feeling stunned. The third young master should also be studying.

"Miss Xia, are you here?" Qingtong came out to help set up the stall.

Xia Qianqian did not see Gu Changsheng, and asked nervously, "Where is your young master?"

"Set up the account in the restaurant." Qingtong said, and soon helped Xia Qianqian set up the stall.

Xia Yu asked in amazement, "Sir Young Master is literate?"

"Our young master knows how to hyphenate and writes a good article. Even the young master who has been a talented scholar admires it!" Qingtong said proudly.

Xia Yu asked puzzledly: "Then why is the name of the restaurant so confusing?"

"I don't know, maybe this is a kind of advanced culture!"

Xia Qianqian: "..."

Her stall is very simple, just a stove made of mud kiln, a pot, and a bamboo stick. The sweet potatoes have been boiled at home and pressed into a puree, and then kneaded into a smooth dough with glutinous rice flour. Just rub them into small **** and fry them in a frying pan.

In the cold wind, the sweet smell of sweet potato **** drifted far and far, and soon someone stopped: "Little girl, what are you fried?"

"Sweet potato balls, crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, sweet and delicious. Would you like a bunch?" Xia Qianqian asked with a smile.

"how much is it?"

"Two pennies in a string, five in a string."

"It's a bit expensive, isn't it just sweet potatoes!"

The first guest left in disgust. Xia Qianqian asked Qingtong: "Am I selling more expensive?"

"Not expensive. Although sweet potatoes are cheap, glutinous rice noodles and oil are expensive. If they are in my restaurant, they will cost at least five cents." Qingtong said.

The fried meatballs should not be left for too long, they would become soft and deformed, so Xia Qianqian asked Xia Yu to stand on the road. One is to relieve his greed, and the other is to attract diners.

Xia Qianqian yelled while croquettes: "It's selling meatballs! The sweet potato meatballs just out of the pan are sweet and delicious, come buy them..."

Gu Changsheng sat in the account room to check the accounts, and when he heard Xia Qianqian's shout, the corners of his lips lightly.

She came anyway.

"Master, it seems that someone has set up a stall at our door, so I will drive her away," said the shopkeeper.

"No, let her do it." Gu Changsheng waved his hand. "She is our partner, and there will be more diners tonight."

The shopkeeper was surprised: "Really?"

"of course."

Gu Changsheng's belly grumbled twice, and Qingtong opened the door in due course.

"Master, the **** from Miss Xia."