When Mu Xingzhi heard Su Qingluan's words, his expression was a little complicated: "Which woman would use 'strong' to describe herself?"
"Isn't it bad to be strong?" Su Qingluan didn't understand the reason why Mu Xingzhi's expression was so complicated. "Be stronger. You will have more strength when you tip the spoon, and the dishes you make will be more delicious."
As he spoke, he raised his arms flat and bent his forearms, making a "strengthening" gesture.
Although Su Qingluan is still a girl of thirteen or fourteen on the surface, she is an adult in her twenties after all. She had asked Mu Xingzhi's age before, and as expected, he was only twenty-one years old - considering the custom of using fictitious years instead of full years in this era, this kid was only in his twenties at the moment.
In modern times, he is still just at the age of college, but he has been permanently blocked from the imperial examination and officialdom because of his poor conduct.
When Su Qingluan thought of this, her eyes unexpectedly fell on Mu Xingzhi's legs. Although she didn't say anything, the regret in her eyes was still seen by the two people opposite her.
"Qingluan feels sorry for me?" Mu Xingzhi asked with a smile.
"I'm just thinking that it's a loss for the country that a knowledgeable person like you can't take the imperial examination to become an official. It would be great if the imperial examination didn't have such restrictions on family background or appearance."
She just said this casually, but when she said it, she realized that this kind of "sigh" was too "shocking" in this era.
So she abruptly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, although there have been more pedestrians coming and going recently, the burrito stalls in the town are not doing well. Sure enough, everyone's tastes have changed. Are you tired of them?"
Mu Xingzhi was obviously aware of Su Qingluan's forced change of topic, but he didn't point it out. He just smiled and said, "The weather has gotten colder recently."
"Yes, it's getting a little cold in the morning and evening, but what's the deal with this burrito..." Su Qingluan was mid-sentence, looking at Mu Xingzhi's smiling face, and slapped his head suddenly -
Yes! How could she forget this?
In fact, at this time, although the sun is still blazing during the day and makes people sweat, the temperature difference between morning and night is so big that if Su Qingluan gets up very early in the morning, it will take some courage to crawl out of bed.
However, the Su family's burrito stall does not focus on "breakfast" as its main selling point. Especially after adding meat in the later stage, the main customer source is business travelers who come and go in a hurry at noon.
People who are on the road in such a hurry often leave home early in the morning. In order to reach their destination faster or avoid the high temperature at noon to avoid heatstroke, they save time for breakfast and wait until noon to buy something to eat on the road. One mouthful.
Therefore, in the past month or so, the Su family's burrito stall has not had to get up too early, and only needs to be ready to go out when it hears the opening drum.
Su Qingluan, who is lying in bed, said that this is really possible.
But this also led to a blind spot for her - because Su Qingluan didn't have to get up early, she ignored the group of guests who needed "breakfast". In fact, because they were in a state of freezing all morning, they were not interested in cold food that was basically cold. Burritos are naturally not that popular.
Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi and casually raised his fists: "Mu Xingzhi, thank you for your advice!"
"It doesn't matter..." Before he could finish his words, the girl disguised as a man opposite had already shouted goodbye and rushed out.
"She is really...a girl with reckless behavior..." Song Bo sighed, "My boss really thinks that such a person is involved with 'over there'?"
In Songbo's view, Su Qingluan initially looked like any other woman who took a fancy to his boss' appearance and wanted to take the opportunity to get close to her, so he was very unpretentious with her.
However, after several contacts, he discovered that Su Qingluan did not have any feelings for Mu Xingzhi between men and women - rather, she sometimes did not even seem to regard herself as a woman and did not care at all about her behavior in front of the opposite sex.
Mu Xingzhi lowered his eyes and did not answer.
Su Qingluan naturally didn't know Song Bo's evaluation of her. If she knew, she would probably be speechless and choked. Not only did she not have feelings for anyone, but she still had indigestion about "travelling"!
Although she has met many lovely and worthy people since she time traveled to the present, she also understands that this era is vastly different from before she time traveled - extremely harsh taxes, clearly separated classes, and even humans cannot compete at all. The harsh living environment...
Su Qingluan really doesn't understand. Does anyone really want to give up the relatively peaceful and stable life in modern times and come to this era where even taking a bath is a lot of trouble?
But complaints are complaints, and life must be lived well.
So on the way home, Su Qingluan was thinking about what new products her family could launch during the cooler weather.
So a few days later, Aunt Yang and Shouhouer discovered that the Su family was not making burritos that day, but pushing a two-wheeled cart with burning charcoal underneath.
A stack of wooden bowls and spoons were placed on the shelf where the burritos were originally placed, and the original banner also replaced the words "Juan Baicai" and changed it to "Qiong Qunying Gathering Soup".
When Su Qingluan hung these big characters on the horizontal bar, he argued with A Niang: "Do you really want these characters? I always feel a little weird..."
"What's weird?" Yang rolled her eyes, "Everyone in the village said yes!"
"But I always think of 'radish meeting'..." Su Qingluan muttered softly.
However, since no one except herself has watched the show in this era, Su Qingluan can only digest the flaws by herself.
"Huo! This big pot is not light!" The thin monkey came over and raised his nose and asked, "Hey, what makes it so fragrant? A gathering of heroes? What kind of soup is this?"
Su Qingluan filled the steaming pot with a bowl for Shou Hou'er: "Brother Shou Hou'er, try it... but it might be a bit spicy - Aunt Yang, I remember you like spicy food, do you want to try it?" "
"Oh, that's a good feeling!" Aunt Yang rubbed her hands, "I came early today and had to wait before the market opened. But as we agreed, you have to pay for the soup." So she handed it over. Three pennies.
They were both half-friends and old acquaintances. Su Qingluan was not pretentious. He accepted the three cents from the two of them, but it was a little more generous. The two people on the other side did not hesitate and thanked Su Qingluan generously.
While Su Qingluan served a bowl of "soup" to each of Shouhou'er and Aunt Yang, several regular customers who frequented Ding came up curiously and asked why the Su family had changed their business today.
Su Qingluan explained with a smile: "The weather is getting cold, so we are also preparing some hot food. Why don't you all try something new today?"
"What's the price like?"
"Three scoops for a large bowl, two scoops for a small bowl, five cents for a large bowl, and three cents for a small bowl. I won't tell you what it is, but why don't you try it?" For regular customers, Su Qingluan was somewhat confident, so she took a guess.
The thin monkey looked at a circle of eager but hesitant spectators, and took the lead in taking a sip from the bowl in his hand. In an instant, the spicy and salty taste mixed with the unique taste came up.
He lowered his head and took a closer look at the ingredients in the soup: "Girl of the Su family, is this... sewer soup in your house?"
