Lin Qinghe was afraid that You Rong would press further, but fortunately, he didn't. He walked directly to the bed and lay down to rest.
Lin Qinghe was stunned for a moment.
Did You Rong believe her words?
Lin Qinghe put away the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, blew out the oil lamp, and also got into bed.
You Rong turned his back to her as usual, but she vaguely felt that something was wrong, yet she couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Lin Qinghe tentatively called out, "You Rong... are you asleep?"
In the darkness, You Rong opened his eyes, but before speaking, he closed them again.
Lin Qinghe secretly found it strange and muttered, "Why did he fall asleep so early today? Maybe he's tired from running around all day, right..."
Remembering the many things that needed to be prepared for tomorrow, and the pork offal sent by Butcher Zhang also needed to be processed, and that they would be selling food at the pier the day after tomorrow, if they didn't rest well, she might not have the energy to cope. Lin Qinghe didn't think much of it and closed her eyes to rest.
After Lin Qinghe fell soundly asleep, You Rong opened his eyes and regretfully pinched his brow.
He had heard about what kind of person Lin Qinghe was before.
He heard that she was not only entangled with some young masters but also served as an outside concubine for some wealthy old men in town.
When he learned that she had actually lived in town, he felt very uncomfortable.
You Rong forced himself to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, telling himself that the past was the past. Now that she was determined to live a good life with him, he should no longer dwell on her past affairs.
However, no matter how hard You Rong tried, there was still a knot in his heart.
The next morning.
After Lin Qinghe woke up and saw that You Rong showed no unusual signs, she felt that he had been fooled by her words last night and didn't take it to heart, focusing all her attention on preparing the food for tomorrow's sale.
Around noon, Butcher Zhang delivered the pork offal. By the time Lin Qinghe and You Rong had spent a great deal of effort cleaning it, the sky had already darkened.
Lin Qinghe cut some of the pork lungs, hearts, and stomachs, and simmered them with pepper and other seasonings to make pig offal soup.
As for the cleaned pork intestines, she braised some and left the rest to be stir-fried after steaming buns early tomorrow morning. She packed them into clean wooden barrels and stored them.
Early the next morning, Lin Qinghe got up to knead and leaven the dough, steaming two large baskets of white buns. She took a few out and kept them warm in the pot for You Rong's mother.
She and You Rong ate two for breakfast, then loaded everything onto the borrowed ox cart. As dawn broke, she and You Rong drove the ox cart to the pier.
It took another hour to reach the pier. Lin Qinghe found a good spot and asked You Rong to unload the wooden barrels. Fortunately, the barrels were tightly sealed, and the buns and food were still warm.
After arranging the goods, another half hour passed, and it was lunchtime. Lin Qinghe saw many workers walking out from the pier and immediately shouted, "Come and see, everyone passing by! We are new here today, doing a little business. This is our opening day, so we're offering the most优惠prices to our customers. For eight wen per serving, you'll be full. There are white buns, meat soup, and large pieces of meat!"
At first, no one came. As Lin Qinghe shouted a few more times, someone came to inquire.
"Little sister, what's in your eight-wen serving? There's meat too? Really?"
Lin Qinghe smiled and replied, "Brother, of course, it's true! An eight-wen serving includes two large buns, a bowl of meat soup, and meat!"
The person found it quite tempting and licked his lips, saying, "Alright! Then give me one serving to try!"
Lin Qinghe busily smiled and replied, "Alright, brother! Please wait a moment!"
You Rong helped to take out two buns for the brother. Lin Qinghe served a large bowl of pig offal soup to the brother. The brother, smelling the aroma, swallowed hard. He put the two buns in his arms and picked up his chopsticks to eat.
The pig offal soup was slightly spicy with pepper, yet indescribably fresh. The offal in it was even more delicious.
The brother was so pleased that he almost bit off his tongue. As he ate, he praised, "Little sister, your meat soup is truly fragrant, and the meat inside is delicious too! What kind of meat is this? I can't tell."
Lin Qinghe did not hide it and truthfully said, "Brother, this is pig offal soup made after cleaning the pork offal."
The brother was clearly stunned, "This is made from pork offal? How is that possible?! That stuff is incredibly fishy and smelly, how can it taste like this! Little sister, you're kidding me, right?!"
Lin Qinghe smiled helplessly, "Brother, I'm really not kidding. This is indeed soup made from pork offal, but... I have a secret recipe that, after cleaning the pork offal, can also remove its peculiar smell, making the soup this fragrant pig offal soup."
"Truly amazing! What is your secret recipe? It can turn incredibly fishy and smelly pork offal into a delicious dish!"
"This... secret recipe, of course, cannot be revealed. My husband and I are counting on this secret recipe to make a living."
The brother laughed heartily, "That's true..."
Lin Qinghe saw that more and more people were gathering around, whispering to each other.
This pig offal soup was made from pork offal. Even though they were attracted by the aroma of the food wafting out, they were still hesitant about whether it was edible.
Seeing this, Lin Qinghe deliberately raised her voice and asked, "Brother, are you concerned about the pig offal soup made from pork offal? Do you not want to eat it?"
The brother frankly replied, "At first, when little sister said it was made from pork offal, I was a bit hesitant, but I will definitely come back often in the future. For such cheap, tasty, and filling food, who cares if it's made from pork offal!"
Lin Qinghe heard this and picked out a portion of the braised and stir-fried pork intestines for this brother, "Brother, this is also made from pork offal, but the taste is different. You are our first customer today, so this is for you! Thank you for coming to patronize us!"
"Hahaha, good, then I thank you, little sister!" After tasting it, the brother said with surprise, "This... pork offal in little sister's hands is truly miraculous. This taste is exceptional! In all my years of eating meat, I've never had meat that tasted this good!"
Some of the onlookers couldn't resist and stepped forward, saying, "Old mother, give me a serving!"
"Little sister, give me a serving to try too..."
"I want one too!"
Lin Qinghe saw this and her smile brightened even more. She replied, "Okay! Everyone, please wait, I'll serve it to you right away!"
Lin Qinghe and You Rong became busy, serving food to customers and collecting money.
Towards the end, Lin Qinghe, while busy with her hands, shouted loudly, "Today is our opening day, so for good luck, the price is affordable. A serving that fills you up is eight wen. Tomorrow, it will return to ten wen! An extra serving of other meat is three wen. Tomorrow, it will also return to four wen per serving. Everyone, come and take a look!"
When others heard this, they knew that only today was cheap. They were already attracted by the aroma of the food, and now they rushed forward to buy.
Lin Qinghe and You Rong busily and orderly served pig offal soup to customers, handed out buns, and added meat for those who wanted it. In less than fifteen minutes, the surroundings, which had been deserted, were now crowded with customers wanting to buy food.