The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

  Chapter 18 new

Washing the outer wall and comforting my mother, Su Ruojin was busy until about one o'clock in the afternoon. Then Su Ruojin sat on a small stool to take a breath. If it were normal, she would have had lunch and rest by this time and almost started preparing things for the stall tomorrow. But now, Shutong, the main man at the breakfast stall, probably just arrived at the Military and Horse Department to patrol the Yamen, and I don't know when he will come back.

 Mother Dong asked: "Second Madam, what about tomorrow morning..."

 “Go.” Su Ruojin said loudly.

　　Everything on the breakfast stall was confiscated by the patrol. What should I use to set up a stall? Mother Dong looked worried.

Su Ruojin snorted coldly, "Even if I carry the basket, I still have to occupy the position at the entrance of the alley."

“Er Niangzi, do you mean someone misses our stall?”

 A small breakfast stall can earn fifty taels in one and a half months, which is five times the salary of a doctor of the Eighth Grade and Five Classics. Who would not be jealous of this.

“Isn’t it right? I’ll see if I can see it tomorrow morning?”

No matter whether he is openly grabbing the stall or secretly jealous, Su Ruojin will not give up the days when he just got up.

"But..." All the tools for making breakfast were taken away, and Dong's mother didn't know how to hold up the stall tomorrow morning.

Su Ruojin looked calm, "Mom, don't panic, just listen to me."

Although the little master is young, he is still a master. Mother Dong has a backbone and is no longer so panicked. "Then what are we going to do now?"

“Let’s make noodles first,” Su Ruojin said, “Same as usual.” She said while holding on to her hat and scarf as if she was going out.

 Mother Dong was startled, "Second Lady, are you..." Going to pick up Shu Tong from the Yamen?

 Mother Dong guessed wrong.

Su Ruojin said calmly, "I'll go to the Imperial College to find my father."

Mother Dong was overjoyed, "That's right, let me find some connections, maybe our family will come back later." She turned happily, "Why didn't I think of that!" He is also an official. , it will definitely be no problem if he goes.

Su Ruojin didn't explain much, and turned to ask Su Dalang to go to the Imperial College with her. When Cheng Yingzhen heard that her daughter was looking for her husband, she also agreed, "But you two are too young, why don't you let Mother Dong go?"

Mother Dong wanted to stay at home to prepare the ingredients, so Su Ruojin persuaded her to take Su Dalang out to find Su Yanli.

In the yamen of the Military and Horse Division, Shu Tong stood in front of Guan Gou (the official in charge of documents and books in various divisions, with a rank of eighth rank) at the desk with an empty stomach. He bowed his head and begged them to please cart the mule. Return the things to him. This is the guy who eats in the Su family. Without these household chores, he won't be able to set up a stall tomorrow.

The idea of ​​talking and laughing with colleagues as if they were sworn comrades does not exist.

Shu Tong was so angry that he cursed in his heart, "Grandson, there are no children except yours who go out to study. If any children go to the Imperial College to study, he will definitely ask the adults to treat these **** grandchildren well."

Waiting until the sun went down, Shu Tong couldn't get any work from setting up a stall. The guy on duty, Guan Gou, reminded him in a strange way, "The wall-breaking case is over. Come tomorrow morning to record a statement."

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　　When someone blocked me on my way home, I acted like a murderer. Shu Tong was so angry that he wanted to scold me.

"Hey, it's a good thing that I didn't put you in jail. How dare you refuse to accept it?" Guan Gou snorted coldly, "If you don't come tomorrow morning, the mules and other things will be confiscated."

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Shu Tong was ready to beat people up, but things were like this in the yamen. There were hundreds of innocent people implicated. What could he, a little slave, do? He went home dejected. Since the sunset of the moon, another ordinary and ordinary morning has arrived in Bianjing City. In the cold wind, people are slowly walking around in the streets and alleys, hunched over and working hard for a living despite the severe cold.

Near Xiqiao Lane, various breakfast stalls have already been set up. The aroma of steaming food fills the air, attracting people who have been hungry all night. They look for the aroma of their favorite food and go to different stalls to buy their favorite food.

Different from the past, there are two more stalls in the alley today. One sells fried dough sticks and soy milk, and the other sells xiaolongbaozi and siomai. How do they taste?

The stall owner saw the customer's hesitation and quickly greeted the customer with a smile and offered a discount: "Two fried dough sticks cost five cents, a cup of soy milk costs two cents, and two cups cost three cents."

No matter how it tastes, it’s still cheaper than the previous one.

Although the early risers in this group are civil servants in the imperial court and they belong to the wealthy ranks, senior civil servants are in the minority after all. Most of them are ordinary civil servants. For 365 days a year, they can save a lot of money every day.

 Someone was moved and moved to the cheap fried dough sticks stall.

Not to be outdone, Xiaolongbaozi shouted: "Take a look, get one for free, buy three and get one free, buy one and get two..." This thing is small, and if you want to eat it to your heart's content, most male customers will buy at least one. , a basket of eighteen coins, the price is not low! Giving away two at a time is equivalent to reducing the price of Xiao Long Bao from three cents to two cents. A basket of six will save six cents.

Oh my god, Liu Wen can buy another set of fried dough sticks and soy milk, so there is another big price reduction sale, and bargain hunters flock to it.

At the end of Yinshi, Su Ji’s breakfast stall arrived on time.

Shutong looked at the two breakfast stalls crowded by the crowd and asked worriedly, "Second Lady, what should I do?"

"They can shout, and we can shout too!" Su Ruojin said calmly, "Uncle Shutong, do you want me to shout for you?"

Of course not.

Shutong took a deep breath, clasped his hands to his mouth, and shouted to people coming and going, "Don't miss it if you pass by, Su Ji has something new today, delicious pot stickers, delicious pan-fried, and steaming hot spicy soup. I guarantee that you will have endless aftertaste after eating and drinking..."

newest? Isn’t this word an overstatement?

Passers-by stopped curiously, and a fresh and spicy smell surged into the air, making people's mouths water unconsciously flow out.

Some customers ran directly to the wooden barrel and asked, "What is this?" when they saw the thick yet translucent soup inside that looked like soup but didn't look like soup.

“Sir, this is spicy soup. Have a drink and keep your body warm.”

　　In the cold winter morning, whoever went out would not be shivering from the cold. Everyone had their shoulders hunched and their backs hunched, wishing everyone could hide in their clothes. It can make people warm immediately when they hear it, and young men reach out for a cup.

“Sir, you are the first customer of Hu Spicy Soup, so I will give it to you without charge.” Su Ruojin said with a smile, “Would you like one or two pan-fried or pot stickers?”

 “One tael?” This is the first time the customer buys breakfast by weighing, “How many?”

“Four fried pancakes cost six cents, and five pot stickers cost six cents each.”

"Eh!" The young man seemed to have discovered some mystery, "What do you call these pan-fried buns? They are about the same size as Xiao Long Baozi. They cost six cents for four, which is one and a half cents each. And they are fried in oil, so wouldn't they be more cost-effective? "

 “The guest officer still knows how to calculate, you are right, that’s it.”

The young man was in a hurry to get the price, and he didn't think enough to ask why the steamed buns were so expensive in the past. Since they were cheap and delicious, he quickly ordered one of each of the three items. He was a foodie. Where could he find new ones? , he is always the first to buy and eat it. If it tastes good, he will buy it again. If it doesn’t taste good, I’m sorry, there won’t be a next time.

 (End of this chapter)