Xue Sihu said with a smile: "No, the Liangpi is sold out. Let's eat rice noodles. Fortunately, there are a lot of rice noodles, otherwise there will be no more. Look at the long queue of people."
"Then you can mix three bowls of rice noodles." Xue Erhu said with a smile.
"Okay." Xue Sihu hurriedly gave his three youngest mixed rice noodles.
Jiang Yue said, "Fourth brother, I'm not hungry yet."
Xue Sihu smiled and said, "Eat if you're not hungry."
Jiang Yue had no choice but to eat something obediently.
There were the last three bowls of iced sour plum soup left, and Xue Sihu and the others were not willing to sell it, so they left one bowl for each of the three youngest in their family.
Xue Wuhu squatted there, a mouthful of rice noodles, a mouthful of sour plum soup, not to mention how happy he was eating.
Jiang Yue and Xue Yan were not very hungry, so they only ate a little, and then they mixed the rice noodles and replaced their fourth brother so that their fourth brother could also eat something.
After their fourth and fifth brothers had eaten, they replaced their second and third brothers, and replaced their fourth and fifth brothers to break the ice, while their second and third brothers ate.
They are all cold rice noodles.
"Is there no sour plum soup?" someone asked.
"No more." Xue Sihu immediately replied with a smile. "And ice, would you like a bowl?"
"Okay, then give me a bowl. Another bowl of rice noodles." The man said. It happened that someone had finished eating and left, and when another seat came out, that person went to sit.
"Good!" Xue Sihu responded immediately.
Xue Yan was busy mixing rice noodles, while Jiang Yue stood on the small bench, picked up a wooden spoon and scooped some crushed ice into the bowl, then poured sugar red beans on the crushed ice, and then the two of them sent it to the man.
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"Give me two kilograms of dry rice noodles and take it away." Someone said after finishing eating, wiping their mouths and coming over, taking out a purse to pay.
"Okay." Jiang Yue replied.
Xue Yan hurriedly weighed two kilograms of dry rice noodles with a scale, and wrapped a piece of oil paper with Jiang Yue to the man and tied it with a string before giving it to the man.
The man paid the total amount, including the dry rice noodles, before taking the packaged two kilograms of dry rice noodles and leaving.
After this person left, Xue Yan and Jiang Yue only glanced at the basket next to their eyes.
Fortunately, I brought enough dry rice noodles today. There is also a basket.
Someone waited in line for a long time, but he couldn't queue for himself, so he stopped queuing, and came over and said, "Forget it, I'm not eating ice here, do you have any popsicles? I'll buy two popsicles."
"Yes." Xue Yan hurriedly took out two popsicles from the small wooden box beside him, "Six cents."
"Here." The man gave the money and left with the popsicle.
After Xue Erhu and Xue Sanhu finished eating the rice noodles, they started smashing the ice again. Xue Wuhu carried a small wooden box of popsicles and went around to sell them. Xue Sihu stood in front of the rice noodles mixing table again and replaced Jiang Yue and Xue Yan. .
It seems that Jiang Yue and Xue Yan have been replaced, but Jiang Yue and Xue Yan will help wherever they need help.
It's like washing dishes again, like helping to fill ice and pouring red beans, like serving rice noodles and ice on the table for guests to eat, like helping to weigh dry rice noodles, like someone eating, they will Go up immediately, clean up the tableware, spoons, etc. in that position, and wipe it clean so that the next person can sit.
The two children have helped a lot, and they are busy in this booth like a spinning top. Xue Erhu looked at it and felt distressed in his heart. He endured it, and still couldn’t help but whispered to Xue Sihu: Bing is so busy, we adults are fine, don't tire our two precious children, it will definitely be more busy in the future, or hire a few people."
(End of this chapter)
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