When Aunt Mo came home, she saw her daughter looking forward to it and impatient. She shouted in anger and fun: "We are lucky, it's the last one."
"Wow, Mom, you are so lucky!" Liling was visibly happy.
Seeing her daughter reaching out to take the box, Aunt Mo patted it politely: "What are you thinking about? Mom, try to see if it's safe."
Having said that, after meeting Lin Zhaoyu and seeing the condition of the stall, she was actually relieved.
But if you say it out loud, it's hard to swallow it back.
So, Aunt Mo went to the kitchen and opened the lid. The sour smell of vinegar hit her face, with a fresh and spicy taste, and her saliva secreted instantly.
"I can't blame Liling for wanting to eat it, it smells pretty good." Aunt Mo said to herself, "But it's street food after all. Liling is pregnant, so safety is important!"
So she washed her chopsticks and put the cucumber into her mouth.
It's sour and spicy in the mouth, but it can't cover up the freshness of cucumber at all. The seasoning is just right, layer by layer, making people want to eat it!
In just one bite, Aunt Mo could tell the difference between her carefully crafted cucumber and the other one. How could it be so delicious? Is this the kind of flavor a cucumber can have?
Aunt Mo ate one piece and then another.
She had to figure out how the other party made it so refreshing...
It wasn't until an incredulous "Mom" came from the air and Aunt Mo's chopsticks were empty that she suddenly realized what she had just done!
"So Mom, you just want to eat it yourself! Why are you like this? You agreed to buy it for me!" The more I thought about this, the more aggrieved I became.
"Liling...I..." Aunt Mo was stuttering now. It was hard for her to say that she really didn't like this roadside stall at first. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing to say it!
At this moment, she just felt that her face was burning and hurting. I have never been so embarrassed at my age.
Liling was feeling aggrieved. The sour and fresh smell in the air kept rushing into her nose.
She ignored her crying and couldn't help but swallow her saliva: "Mom, can you make something into that soup?"
Seeing that her daughter calmed down, she quickly said: "There are some cucumbers left. I'll mix them for you. I'll use the boss's soup!"
So, Liling ate a big bowl of rice with pickled cucumbers and even several pieces of meat.
For Aunt Mo, Lin Zhaoyu's stall was like a savior who suddenly appeared.
Later, Lin Zhaoyu discovered that the people who came to buy pickled cucumbers from her were more old ladies. They all said that there were pregnant women at home and they were not appetizing. After eating this cucumber, they ate a lot on the same day.
And this topic has attracted people who eat pastry to talk about it. They feel that their hands and feet have not felt cold in the morning or evening recently while eating.
In this way, people with dried loquats also have something to say. They all feel that their throats have been much better recently.
So, the three parties looked at each other and quickly rushed to the team: "Boss, I want to dry loquats and pat cucumbers! Give me a few kilograms of pastries too!"
Lin Zhaoyu was initially shocked, thinking they would be confused about this function, but unexpectedly, the guests just lined up quickly.
They even found a reason for Lin Zhaoyu: "I heard that the imperial chef used to have a special medicinal diet. Boss Ping An, your craftsmanship is so good, have you inherited this aspect?"
Lin Zhaoyu laughed. She has been taught as a herbalist, but this is really not the case: "My raw materials are relatively natural. After all, they are all grown in the village. For example, loquats are good for lungs. The glutinous rice flour used in these pastries is also used by traditional Chinese medicine." Talk about replenishing Qi and blood."
Everyone thought that the original loquat was indeed a good thing, and nodded: "Indeed, the boss of Ping An is an honest person."
Lin Zhaoyu smiled. She had brought more food with her in the past few days. Lin Zhaoyu would eat in the city at noon and go back in the afternoon.
But after returning, the atmosphere in the village was a bit heavy.
"Are you back safely?" Aunt Zhong looked like she had come back from the fields and grabbed Lin Zhaoyu directly.
Aunt Zhong looked at Lin Zhaoyu and then at the empty car, and immediately smiled. But soon, his smile collapsed: "Oh, it's safe. Some people from the neighboring villages came to make trouble."
"ah?"
Before she had time to wonder, Aunt Zhong had already poured out the beans and told the story: "The problem is that the foreign fruit shop is bad! They failed to do business with us, and as a result, several people from several villages near us were also affected. I won’t accept the goods anymore.”
Aunt Zhong gritted her teeth: "What are you talking about foreign bosses? I have never seen such stingy people. Seeing that we are all relatives and friends in several villages, how can we use this trick to control them? Think about it, I was married from Zhongjia Village. My father pointed at me and said, "It's my fault! It's not my fault!"
As soon as this emotion came over, Aunt Zhong knocked the hoe on the ground, and then she remembered Lin Zhaoyu: "Oh, Ping An, I don't mean to blame you..."
"I understand." Lin Zhaoyu didn't pay much attention. "If they don't acquire it, isn't it a breach of contract? You can sue them."
Aunt Zhong didn't know why, so she asked a few more questions. Lin Zhaoyu explained for a long time, but Aunt Zhong didn't seem to understand. She simply put down the backpack and farm tools, pulled Lin Zhaoyu and said, "Oh, Auntie didn't study. Those people from other villages are here." My aunt will take you to our village chief’s place.”
As a result, Lin Zhaoyu didn't even have time to go home and put the car away, so she could only call her adoptive mother in a hurry, put her things away for help, and followed her there.
When Lin Zhaoyu arrived, the situation was fierce.
"No one collects those things in our village now. How can our children study and marry without money? If you offend someone, we will sit down together? Then how innocent are we!"
"Yes Yes Yes……"
"Don't be perfunctory, Mr. Lin, please give me an explanation now. We are different from you. Loquats are planted all over the mountains and plains. For this matter, we even called our sons back. If this one rots in the ground, what will happen to them in the future? manage?"
"you're right……"
As soon as he came in, what he saw was that the village chief was besieged. After listening to the content of the words, Lin Zhaoyu, a person who thought he had seen the world, was shocked by the logic.
She was stunned into silence. But Aunt Zhong loudly drew everyone's attention: "Ping An said she can solve this problem!"
Lin Zhaoyu choked up. At this moment, she really felt what it meant to "falsely convey an imperial edict"!
However, everyone looked over and saw that the distance between their villages was half far or not close, but to say that Lin Zhaoyu had any feelings would definitely be false.
It's just that the marriage relationships between the villages are constantly in dispute, and Lin Zhaoyu also agrees with their point of view. If it weren't for the incident between Linjiacun and Liu Yangping, this incident would indeed not affect them.
"There is no solution, so I just want to express my opinion." Lin Zhaoyu said this. Seeing that this group of people seemed to be relying on their 'elders' to teach her a lesson, she simply did not give them a chance to speak:
"They have promised you the price and time for purchasing loquats. If you sign the contract, it is illegal for the other party to breach the contract. If you do not sign the contract, although the oral agreement is difficult to fight, there is a chance of winning. If necessary, I You can go find a lawyer to discuss this matter for you."
