After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Tender tofu can only be stored for a few days. Its taste will change overnight. It is authentic only if it is made and eaten on the same day.

Song Huiling made more than 40 pieces of tender tofu today. The He family couldn't eat so much in one meal, so he kept two pieces and sold the rest.

Of course, she was not planning to go to Turing Pass, but to become a mobile vendor in the neighboring Tunbu.

Just a few dozen bucks, if I'm lucky I should be able to sell them all.

Before leaving, she went to the west room to take another look at Yang.

He can respond to words, answer questions normally, and get out of bed and walk around. He is in much better condition than when he first woke up.

Only then did he feel at ease to take A'mo away.

A'mo carried the tofu pole on his shoulder, and Song Huiling led him out of the yard, turned onto a small path, and left Yuntun Village.

She had never been to other tunpu, but she was not afraid of getting lost.

Qingyuan County is well connected and post roads have been built between various garrisons. As long as you follow the road and return by the same route, you will find your way home.

After walking out of Yuntun Village and turning left and right, Song Huiling unexpectedly saw a village built with blue bricks from afar.

Most of the villages around Qingyuan County are built with stone houses, and there are not many villages that use blue bricks to build houses. This can be considered a wealthy area.

Song Huiling immediately locked onto the village, and walked over with A'mo and entered the main gate.

Entering and exiting the garrison is not as difficult as entering and exiting the county town. As long as it is not a wartime situation, it is completely fine to enter and exit freely.

This place is not as prosperous as the county town. There are few pedestrians on the streets and most of the doors are closed.

In order to sell tofu successfully, you have to shout to lure people out of their homes.

Song Huiling didn't have a tofu clapper to sell his food, but he did bring an iron pot and iron spoon from home.

After entering the village, he held the pot in one hand and the spoon in the other, and walked along the road, banging the iron pot loudly.

She imitated the way Yang had hawked her wares at Turing Pass, knocking on the door and shouting at the top of her voice: "Stone-ground tofu, three cents a piece, fresh and tender~"

Not long after, someone really opened the gate and called her: "Stone-ground tofu, right? Give me two pieces."

"Got it!"

The man had a bowl in his hand. Song Huiling put down the iron pot and iron spoon, ran to the man with a smile, took the bowl, walked to the tofu basket, lifted a corner of the tofu cloth, revealing a few evenly cut pieces of tender square tofu.

She picked up the kitchen knife, gently placed the back of the knife under one of the pieces of tofu, lifted it up with force, and easily put it into the bowl.

After putting two pieces of tofu into the bowl, Song Huiling handed it to the woman.

The woman immediately gave her six copper coins, glanced at the white and tender tofu in the bowl, and said, "Little girl, this tofu is well made. Will you come to sell it again in the future?"

Song Huiling smiled and replied, "It's rare that you like it, sister. If you come again next time, I will definitely be the first one to bring it to you."

I decided to sell tofu today just on a spur of the moment. I'll see whether I will sell it in the future or not, but I have to say a few nice words to do business.

The woman was infected by Song Huiling's vitality. She raised her eyebrow and smiled: "You are a sweet-talker, girl. Then give me another four pieces. I just need to entertain guests today."

"Hey, thank you for taking care of my business!"

Song Huiling brought four more pieces of tofu to the woman and earned eighteen cents from the first order.

The two continued to hawk their wares on the street. A'mo bared his big white teeth and gave Song Huiling a thumbs up.

Song Huiling also gave him a thumbs up: "Amo is also great. Without you, this business today would not be possible. You are my legs and I am your mouth. This is great."

After he finished speaking, Song Huiling felt that this sentence seemed a bit strange. He frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he remembered what He Zhan said before, "A mute and a cripple can be considered to have companionship when wandering around the world." His body shook a few times instantly.

It's so terrible...

Walking from the beginning to the end of the village, he sold more than twenty pieces of tofu.

Song Huiling plans to move to another village to sell the remaining dozen pieces.

Just as he was about to turn around, Song Huiling noticed that there seemed to be some figures moving not far away.

After walking a few steps forward with A'mo, we saw an ancient well at the end of the village. A group of women were washing clothes and washing vegetable leaves by the well.

Song Huiling knocked on the small iron pot and immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Tofu for sale~ Stone-ground tofu for sale~ Three cents a piece~"

The woman who was washing vegetables stood up, shook the water off her hands, and walked over.

An old woman came over, lifted the tofu cloth and took a look, then said to Song Huiling, "Three cents is too expensive. One cent, I'll buy one piece."

The other women who had originally intended to buy, after hearing what the old woman said, just stood by and watched.

Of course Song Huiling would not agree. Now that she agreed, it would be impossible for her to sell it to others at the price of three cents.

The old woman was much older, so Song Huiling politely called her "Auntie".

"Aunt, I think you are a kind person. If you live right outside my house, I would give you one for free, not to mention a penny. But my younger brother and I have been hawking for more than ten miles just to earn some hard-earned money to support our family. Three cents is really not expensive."

Being flattered, the woman wanted to make some complaints but was too embarrassed to speak.

A'Mo was dissatisfied and asked Hui Ling, "What's so expensive about what Sister Hui Ling sells?"

He didn't have Song Huiling's good temper, and he immediately babbled something: If you want to buy, buy. If you don't want to buy, get out!

At this moment, a woman suddenly cried out "Ah!" and pulled the person next to her: "It turns out that the stall owner's little brother is a mute!"

Several sighs were heard.

"This little brother looks like a fool. We didn't say we didn't want to buy it, so why is he crying so anxiously?"

"Alas, this little girl is really pitiful. She has to bring her dumb and stupid brother with her even when she goes to the stall. I guess her family is really in a bad situation."

A'Mo's reputation was damaged, his face instantly sank as the bottom of a pot, and he gestured angrily: You are the fools!

But the soft-hearted woman couldn't help but cover her face and said, "Look at how scared this child is. If we don't buy tofu from his sister, he will probably kneel down and beg us."

The one with the courage to do so immediately waved his hand and said, "It's just a piece of tofu. What's the big deal? Little girl, give me three pieces!"

Song Huiling immediately carried three pieces of tofu to the man.

Others followed suit and bought several pieces, even the woman who was picky and wanted to bargain at the beginning bought two more pieces.

Song Huiling didn't expect that the remaining ten or so pieces of tofu would be sold out in an instant.

I made a total of 138 coins from the stall today, enough to buy ten pounds of pork.

Song Huiling was naturally happy, but she couldn't help but scold Ah Mo: "Ah Mo, there is something I know you don't like to hear, but I still want to say it."

A'Mo was a little nervous for a moment. He didn't make any mistakes today?

The next moment, Song Huiling's stern voice entered his ears: "As the saying goes, a man's knees are made of gold. Don't kneel down all the time. If the tofu can't be sold, we can just sell it somewhere else. There's no need to kneel down and beg people to buy it."

A'Mo's lips drooped and he stared at Song Huiling with a numb face.

Why does my sister feel like those women, thinking that he is going to kneel down?

Seeing the look on Ah Mo's face, Song Huiling sighed and shook his head: "See, you're unhappy after I told you. I should have kept it to myself earlier."

A'Mo: "..."