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He Mai quietly looked at the heavy color in Liu Lang's eyes. Under the calm clouds, he seemed to be sincere.

These eyes, she looked at each other too many times, but only this time, what she saw from them was not only sincere, but also a trace of profound complexity.

He Mai gazed at Liu Lang for a long time, tilted his head and asked, "how can you talk nonsense? If you are not Yang LIULANG, then I am not Lin Hemei. "

The thick fog in Yang LIULANG's eyes dispersed a little, and a smile came into his mouth, "this is what he Miao said."

He Mai Oh, "she said so happily, that's what she said. Even if people in the world say you are not Yang LIULANG, you are Yang LIULANG, "she clasped his hand and affectionately put it in her arm," you are my own LIULANG. "

"Well, it's just you." LIULANG smile deeper, "no matter who I am, you are the only one."

"That's right." She gently touched his chin with her hand and gave him a bright smile. "You are my own."

After he Miao's experience, the family seems to calm down again.

He Lin returns to the Academy, and he Mai and Liu Lang finally start their own small days.

These days, they are very busy, raising money, finding people, selling houses and land, and asking for information. They haven't slept in their own homes for many days.

A few days after he Miao left, he Mai heard a relative from jujube village say that Zhao's mouth was grinning to the sky the day he was picked up. She was afraid that people in the world would not know. She found a "good marriage" for her daughter!

Even the mountain grass, who has always been extremely uncomfortable with Lin He Miao, thinks she is very pitiful.

"A father or a mother like this on the stall can only wish her life bad," Shan Cao sighed. "I think if she is not the daughter of second uncle Lin, she should be a very attractive woman."

"Where can I master destiny?" he Mai shook his head. "Just don't say these things. What happened to you and ma er Ge? "

"What can he and I do?" Speaking of Ma Er, the grass immediately became coquettish and angry. "I haven't seen him for a while. I can't tell you how happy he is now."

He Mai joked: "are you complaining that brother Ma didn't come to see you? OK, I'll ask LIULANG to send a message and ask ma er Ge to come and see you as soon as possible, OK? "

"I didn't say that. Don't say that I asked him to come!" But if he comes to see you by the way, I can't take care of him

He Mai looked at the red face of the grass and laughed secretly.

Now it's warm enough, and the cereal stall is about to open.

LIULANG has already built a frame car, with two round and stable wheels and a flat and wide body, which is very convenient and light.

When he saw the shelf truck, he liked it very much. He thought that it was overqualified to put only two barrels of porridge on such a big shelf truck, so he thought about something else.

Finally, we decided to make a small stove and a small pot, so that we can sell more fried buns every morning!

But if they want to sell fried buns, they don't have enough of what they have on hand. Small stoves and pots are ready-made, and they are available at home. But we have to buy some benches and two or three low tables. We can't make people squat to eat steamed stuffed buns and drink porridge!

All the money in the family had been collected by Lin hemiao before. At present, they still have ten Liang on hand. He Mai is cruel and takes out five liang of silver. On the day of the fair, he goes to the town and buys three low tables, ten benches, dishes, chopsticks, soup spoons and other utensils. These items alone cost more than two liang of silver, which makes him heartbroken.

Finally, they went to the place where they made the cover and got a cloth to make the cover. There were three big words floating on it: porridge shop!

After a trip, Bashi spent more than three Liang silver just buying a home. It's really distressing for the two people who are not well off now.

Liu Lang saw that he Mai was reluctant to spend any money. He touched her head and said with a smile, "don't worry, do it boldly! If not, we still have five acres of bamboo forest and bamboo mice. What are we afraid of? "

There is still nearly one or two silver in each month. Although it is not much, it is enough for two people.

He Mai got up and said, "what do you mean if you can't do business freely? If you dare to do it, you are not afraid to lose! " She paused. "In fact, I just want to earn more money. I wish I could go to the town and buy a house."

LIULANG looked at her face and couldn't help laughing: "yes, we can live in a big house!"

Everything is ready, only to set a good day for the stall.

It's a good thing for Qin family. She calculated that the market should be opened on March 21 of the lunar calendar. It's a good day for happy events. It's absolutely right to go out on that day.

With half a month to go before March 21 of the lunar calendar, he Mai has to wait, but it also gives her time to think about how to make porridge and steamed stuffed bun attractive when she goes out.

Two barrels of porridge, one is pure rice porridge, and the other is sweet porridge with red beans, peanuts, honey and sugar.The topping of white porridge includes leek egg shrimp skin, salted fish sauce, dried tofu shredded pork foam and sour radish diced meat.

Whether it's white porridge or sweet porridge, unity is a bowl.

And baozi, a kind of steamed bun with cabbage and vermicelli, is going to be sold for a penny.

Another kind of meat stuffing radish meat is bamboo and mouse meat. The raw materials of my family save a lot of extra expenses on buying meat, and the price is also real, two Wen a piece.

In the days before the stall, he Mai encouraged Liu Lang to call his brothers. They were all busy together. In fact, he also wanted his brothers to help him taste the flavor and give advice.

He Mai finished in the daytime. Before noon, LIULANG sent someone to take a message. It seemed that LIULANG was in a hurry.

At ten o'clock, ma er took the lead and followed them.

In the morning, he Mai knew they were coming. He steamed a large pot of steamed buns. At noon, the steamed buns were cool. He dipped them in oil and fried them. They were oily and served.

Ma er and his colleagues also found it novel to fry steamed stuffed buns. One man had a big bowl of porridge and ate four or five steamed buns before giving up.

"Is it delicious?" He Mai asked ma er with bright eyes.

"Delicious! The craftsmanship of my sister-in-law is so delicious Ma second hand danced and praised. Just as he said that, he looked at LIULANG on the table beside him and said strangely, "LIULANG, why don't you eat this delicious steamed stuffed bun and why are you sucking noodles there?"

Just now baozi porridge on the table, LIULANG consciously let the position to ma er they do, he Mai extra cooked noodles for LIULANG to eat.

Liu Lang's action pauses slightly, and he continues to eat noodles as if he doesn't hear ma er's words.

Ma er smacked his tongue and joked: "why, LIULANG, are you tired of eating?"

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