Chapter 11 Picked up someone

It gets dark early in winter.

In ancient times, ordinary people had little entertainment activities in their homes, and most of them went to bed after dark.

Qiao Yun also plans to follow the local customs.

After all, you have to get up before dawn in the morning and go to bed earlier at night so that you won't feel sleepy when you open the store the next day.

Although it is painful to get up so early in the morning in the winter, it is precisely because of this hard work that she can earn this money.

Qiao Yun drank a cup of soup and stuffed it into the bed, then got hot water to wash up. After washing her face and brushing her teeth, the bed was almost warm.

Go to bed and sleep!

I don’t know what day it is.

Qiao Yun was awakened by Tang Pozi who was already cold at her feet. In a daze, she was shocked to realize that there was someone beside her bed!

Thief?

Flower picker??

Qiao Yun was so frightened that she tensed up and was frozen there, not daring to move.

The hand huddled under the quilt quietly took out a dagger from the game package.

Just as he was about to speak out, the figure was as fast as lightning and covered Qiao Yun's mouth with lightning speed.

Her palms were cold but delicate to the touch.

"Don't make a sound."

The man's voice was very soft, like smoke.

Qiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, she was a woman...

Wait, why do women break into other people's homes at night?

And how did she get in? Did she lock the door?

Unless this woman has extraordinary skills and can fly over walls and climb over walls!

This is not a good idea!

Although innocence can be preserved for the time being, your life is still in danger!

To Qiao Yun's surprise, the woman did not hurt her, but climbed onto the bed, stepped over her, squeezed in, wrapped Qiao Yun's quilt halfway around her body, and then left.

Moved.

Not long after, the sound of even breathing came from beside me.

Qiao Yun immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

this……

Qiao Yun was a little lucky. Fortunately, the quilt she took out from the game was a large double quilt. At this time, half of it was swept away, and she still had some quilt on her body.

Qiao Yun wanted to get up and take the lamp to see what this woman looked like.

But he was afraid of disturbing her, so he had to give up temporarily.

Moreover, she was not in danger of her life at the moment, so Qiao Yun felt sleepy again.

It's not that she's big-hearted, but she's just too sleepy...

She kicked out the already cold Yubashi, retracted her feet under the quilt, only her little head was exposed, and slowly closed her eyes to continue her beauty sleep.

Nothing happened in the rest of the night, and Qiao Yun fell asleep and woke up naturally.

She turned her head and looked at the person beside her pillow. It was still dark, with no moon or stars, and she couldn't see clearly what the person lying next to her looked like.

Qiao Yun sat up slowly. Just as she was about to reach out and touch the clothes folded on the pillow, the person next to her suddenly moved, making Qiao Yun freeze there in shock.

After being frozen for a long time, no sound was heard from the person. It turned out that she just turned over and did not wake up.

Qiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, it was safest for her to fall asleep.

She got dressed in the dark and went out to wash up and comb her hair. Qiao Yun moved lightly, fearing to disturb this person.

In fact, in the past, it was impossible for Qiao Yun to get up without an alarm clock at around five o'clock in the morning. But in ancient times, she went to bed early and woke up early, well... from seven or eight o'clock in the evening to the second

It's five o'clock in the morning, which can be considered as nine hours of sufficient sleep.

Ignoring the person in the room for now, Qiao Yun is ready to open a store.

She took out a washed apron from her game backpack and tied it on. Qiao Yun pushed open the facade facing the street. She moved a few more charcoal stoves and tables out and placed them at the door. A large flat-bottomed iron pot was placed on the charcoal stove.

Paste the pie she kneaded.

There are more diners today than yesterday. Some people came here specially because they heard that her steamed buns are delicious. Some people are familiar faces who came yesterday.

It seems that yesterday's customer has told her colleagues about her restaurant.

People who had eaten steamed buns yesterday were obviously more interested in the pie in her hand, and they couldn't help but glance here.

The pie sticks to the pot, making a squeaking sound, and the aroma of meat and oil penetrates directly into people's noses.

"Hey, Miss Qiao, what is this today? It smells so good." Someone couldn't bear it and came over to ask.

"It's a cabbage and pork pie. It costs three cents each! Would you like to have one, sir?"

This man was wearing a long round collar robe. Although it was made of linen, it was fine and thick. He nodded: "Here, let me have a taste."

"Okay."

There were two layers of large oil paper in the bamboo basket on the side, and there were freshly baked pies. Qiao Yun took another piece of smaller oil paper, folded it twice, wrapped a pie and handed it to the middle-aged man.

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He took the pie and couldn't wait to take a big bite. Although he was so hot that he breathed out, he still swallowed it whole.

"Little lady, there's so much meat in your pie!" He couldn't help but praise.

The pan was wiped with lard, and a lot of vegetable oil was smeared on the pie. What's more, the pie was as big as a child's face. The outside was browned and crispy. When you took a bite, you were filled with oily meat filling and gravy.

Overflowing, the taste is moderately salty, and the moist cabbage just cuts through the greasiness.

"That's right! My pies are so affordable!" Qiao Yun smiled very proudly, but her hands kept rolling out the dough and filling the pie.

The middle-aged man finished the pie in several gulps, wiped his mouth with the handkerchief he brought with him, took out a handful of copper coins from his purse, counted twelve and handed them over: "Four more, I'll take them home to you."

Mother-in-law and children eat."

"Okay!" Qiao Yun pointed to the small bamboo tube on the table: "I don't have any time on my hands, so you can just put the money there."

The cheerful and quick little shopkeeper quickly attracted the attention of many people.

"Miss Qiao, give me two pies and a bowl of red date porridge! And a plate of pickles!"

"Okay! Here, this is your pie, and the porridge is here for you!"

These are strangers, and they don't know how to call Qiao Yun. They just heard the middle-aged man call her that, so they also called her Miss Qiao.

"Little shopkeeper, what kind of buns are you making today?"

“The ones with soy sauce pork, pickled cabbage and pork, and the ones with late rice and mushrooms!”

"Well, I'll get two of the same meat, a whole pie, and millet porridge."

"Okay! Sit over here!"

The people who called me the shopkeeper were all the customers who had been here yesterday. The reason was that the aunt from the nearby shop asked Qiao Yun why she was busy all alone. Qiao Yun answered truthfully according to the reasons she made up.

The other guests understood. Although there was a little ridicule, it was more of admiration for the young shoulders who were forced to shoulder the burden of the family's life.

The pies are really selling well, and many tough men who go to the nearby docks to work like to buy two pies and have a bowl of millet porridge.

The common people don't have much food and water on weekdays. A pie worth three pennies a piece can be afforded occasionally, not to mention there is so much meat. If you eat too much food and water, you will have more energy to work!

At home, you can put a bowl of mixed soup in your stomach beforehand, and then eat some meaty soup when you get out, which will not waste money and keep you full.

The steamed stuffed buns were made slower today than yesterday. It wasn't until the large pot of cabbage and minced meat stuffing was used up that more people began to eat steamed buns.

She was busy and happy. She was busy putting on a smile and serving buns, cakes and porridge to the people around her. She didn't know that Qiao Zaohua was staring at her for a long time not far away from the other side of the road.

The more Qiao Zaohua watched, the more she felt her heart getting angry.

This damn girl, who else could she be if she wasn’t Qiao Yun!

She is such a bastard, she actually makes a lot of money in the county behind her whole family's back!

Smelling the aroma of meat wafting over, Qiao Zaohua wanted to rush over and grab Qiao Yun and yell at her for losing her conscience.

But remembering her mother's instructions, she didn't dare to mess up. She just waited until she was ready to close her shop before leaving.

Qiao Yun closed the store and counted the money transferred today.

This morning's income was about 300 Wen, which was more than yesterday. Qiao Yun happily put the money into the game package and told Lu Zheqiu to string it together with the 200 Wen earned yesterday.

It has only been open for two days, and the number of customers in the store has not yet reached its peak. The county does not know that there are so many people in her store!

(End of chapter)

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