Big bags and small bags were placed in a small hall. These were all sold in, and it took a long time to clean up.

Grandpa Yang simply said, "I think we have to take a day to arrange the goods, or we will officially open the next day."

Eleven knows that there are no grocery stores in these ten li eight villages. That is to say, their house will be the only one, but at present it is only the people in the village who know that they want to open a store, and the people in other villages know about it. Very few, and if you want to start a business, you will definitely not be able to rely on the people in the village alone. People in other villages must also know the news. So Shixi thought for a while, and asked, "Is there anyone in our village who is familiar with other villagers and can speak good words?"

Grandpa Yang was puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"I think, we must be popular on the day of opening. It is not enough for people from our village to come to join us. It is better for people from other villages to also know the news. I think we can give money and find someone who can speak well. Go to other villages to help us out, so that everyone will come."

"This is not bad. People from other villages would also come to do business. I didn't expect it." Grandpa Yang thought this idea was too good, and he really thought of himself, "The Huang Ergou in our village is in chaos every day. Huo, you can talk to anyone, his mouth is like a big loudspeaker, so it's right to find him."

Such a person is indeed right. Give him some money, he is sure to be happy. Grandpa Yang took the money to look for this yellow dog. Not to mention, this man is really good at it. When he opened his business, many people came here. Many of them were from outside the village, and there were a lot of people. There is also a basket slung in it, and I just came here to buy things.

Yang Shifeng bolted the firecrackers to a long bamboo pole and lit the firecrackers as soon as the time arrived, and the firecrackers rang out instantly, making it extremely lively.

When the firecrackers burned out, Grandpa Yang came out with a dustpan of candy and said to a large group of people at the door: "Guys, everybody knows that our nests in ten miles and eight villages are in this mountain nest. It’s easy. Buying something is suffering. I’m sure everyone is annoying. Now, when I open this grocery store, I sell some things that you usually need. You can come and buy them as long as you walk a little bit, and you can rest assured, The price will never be more expensive than that in town, so please feel free to buy it."

There was a burst of noise from the crowd, and everyone suddenly talked about it.

Grandpa Yang said again: "Today is the first day our shop opened. To celebrate the opening, we have a discount today. As long as you buy more than 30 yuan in my shop, we will give you a packet of salt for free today!" The idea of ​​discount is also thought of, the purpose is to promote popularity, to add goodwill to everyone, and often come to buy in the future.

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard the news. Originally, I thought it would be a rare good thing to open a grocery store in the village and not have to travel thousands of miles to the town to buy things. Who knows that there are unexpected joys, and there was a discount on the first day. A packet of salt can be worth two or three cents, which is not a small amount.

Everyone applauded, and cheerful children followed, slapped and screamed.

Grandpa Yang was also very happy watching the lively scene, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of candy and sprinkled it out, "Today I will send you some candy to be happy!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the crowd suddenly yelled, sugar is a good thing, can you get excited if you can grab it for free? , Hurriedly hid in his pocket.

When the sugar was all over and the scene returned to normal again, Grandpa Yang opened the courtyard door to welcome everyone into the house. Suddenly, the spacious room appeared crowded.

After Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang stood at the counter, they began to sell things to the people who came in.

"Bring me two catties of white flour."

"I want a pot of soy sauce and another pot of wine."

"Bring me a knife of straw paper and two candles."

"I want......"

There were too many people buying things. Everyone squeezed in front of the counter and talked about what they wanted to buy. Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang couldn’t hear that person when they heard the person talking, so they finished taking things for this person. There was no time to give it to that person, two people and four hands were not enough.

When I saw this, I patted the counter vigorously. The sound was so loud that it aroused everyone's idea, "Too many people today, you are crowded like this, it is easy to make mistakes, and the speed is slow. Let's line up in two lines, one by one. Come, this will definitely be much faster."

Everyone knows eleven and knows that this is a well-known genius doctor. Many of them have found eleven to save their lives. They are naturally convinced by what she said. Even those who are not convinced in their hearts dare not act blatantly, they are afraid. In the future, if you are ill, you won't be able to call a genius doctor for treatment, so just after the eleventh's voice, everyone consciously lined up and said one by one what they wanted to buy.

This is really more efficient. Not only is it fast, but it will not go wrong, and the accounts will be clear. Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the number of people is still too much. It seems that it will be noon, and there are still many people waiting in line to buy things. Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang don't want to take a break for a while.

On eleven, I touched my hungry and grumble belly. It is estimated that Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang will only be hungrier than her at this time. If Yang Shifeng is free to cook before cooking, I don’t know when they will wait until they are hungry. It is estimated that there is no strength.

Eleven thought for a while, and felt that she could go to the kitchen to make some food, but she was not that busy anyway.

Just do it. Eleven rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen. Although she hadn't cooked in two lifetimes, she hadn't eaten pork and hadn't seen a pig run? I’ve been here for so long, and I’ve seen Yang Shifeng cooking countless times. If you follow Yang Shifeng’s way, you should be able to make it, right?

On the eleventh, as Yang Shifeng usually cooks, he scooped two scoops of rice from the rice box and put it in a basin. Add water to wash it and put it in the pot. When adding water, he hesitated for a while. How much, I want to ask Yang Shifeng, but seeing that he is busy and can't be bothered, I just guessed that I added a little, it's almost the same anyway.

Sitting under the stove, eleven first followed Yang Shifeng’s usual steps, first lit a handful of grass with a fire breaker, and stuffed it with firewood. A flame was successfully ignited in the stove, and the corners of his mouth rose. It's a little bit satisfying, it turns out that cooking is not that difficult.

The firewood can burn for a long time, so I let the fire burn on October 11, and ran to the vegetable garden in the backyard and picked a handful of cabbage and two eggplants. I planned to make a stir-fried cabbage at noon and add a stir-fried eggplant. These two are the simplest. It's easy to do. As a result, I didn’t even enter the kitchen with the vegetables. I saw thick smoke coming out of it. I was shocked on 11th. I didn’t care about the food. I hurried in. I was choked right away. The kitchen was full of smoke. My eyes almost can't see clearly.

Eleven coughed hard, and hurriedly ran in, clutching her nose and mouth, and ran to the stove to see that the fire inside was gone, all turned into thick smoke, and she was fighting desperately outside. Eleven was really afraid of burning it in the kitchen. So, immediately I took a basin of water and poured it in. After the "sizzling" sound, the thick smoke inside gradually stopped going out.

"Cough cough cough..." Eleven couldn't help coughing again, her eyes were so fascinated that she couldn't open them, and tears flowed from her eyes. The smoke in the kitchen hasn't dissipated. If you wait longer, you will definitely be choked to death. Eleven can't care about the rice in the pot. He hurriedly walked out and ran into a broad embrace as soon as he walked to the kitchen door.

"Eleven, how are you!" Yang Shifeng's voice was trembling. He picked up Eleven and ran out. He didn't put the person down until he ran into the vegetable garden, but he hugged her tightly and didn't let go. Eyes traversed her worriedly, for fear of her being hurt, "Is there any damage?"

Eleven felt that he was scared, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'm not hurt, but the kitchen is full of smoke and choked." At this point, Eleven was a little embarrassed and touched it. Touching his nose, whispered: "I almost caught fire in the kitchen just now."

Hey, it is rare for her to want to cook a meal, but she didn't expect it to happen like this. She saw that Yang Shifeng usually cooks very easily. She cooks and washes vegetables at the same time. There is no delay in both places, especially easy and easy to look at. It's very, she thought it would be easy, who knew that she just cooked rice.

What did she do wrong?

Yang Shifeng didn’t care about the fire, and confirmed that Eleven was not injured. The heart in his chest just fell to the ground. God knows that he was scared to death when he saw her in the kitchen just now. Now he still has cold sweat on his back. .

If something happens to her, then he... Yang Shifeng closed his eyes fiercely, enduring the fear in his heart and asked, "How did you go to the kitchen well?"

Eleven was not embarrassed to look at Yang Shifeng, and his eyes shifted to other places before he replied: “I see you are so busy, thinking that I’m fine, so I’m going to cook some rice, I’m cooking rice, I don’t know why it’s not a fire in the stove, it’s all changed. It's smoke."

Yang Shifeng knew why as soon as he heard it, it must be because there was too much firewood, there was no gap, and the fire couldn't burn, it all turned into smoke. But Yang Shifeng didn't plan to explain this to her, he didn't want her to cook anymore, it was too dangerous.

"It’s difficult to cook. Some people just don’t do it well. It’s easy to burn the kitchen and people will be dangerous. So don’t cook in the future. I’ll do it. I’m used to it. If you are hungry, Call me, okay?"

Eleven In fact, there are still lingering dim sums in my heart, not because I am afraid that I am in danger, but I am afraid that I really burned the Yang family's kitchen, so how could she have the face to face Grandpa Yang. After this time, Eleven also realized that cooking is not as easy as she thought. Maybe it is really like Yang Shifeng said. She is the one who prescribes bad food. It seems that she should not try this in the future.

Eleven touched his nose and said decisively: "I won't do it next time, it's better for you to come."

Yang Shifeng nodded, stretched out his hand and wiped the tears still hanging on his cheeks. Looking at her now, I really don't know whether to cry or laugh. At this eleventh, his face was black and gray, his hair was messy, and there were traces of tears on his face, no different from beggars on the street. But this actually dilutes Yang Shifeng's fear.

Yang Shifeng took her eleven and brought her to her room, seated her on a chair, went into the bathroom, took a basin and flicked a basin of water out, and wiped her face with a towel. Eleven looked at the black and gray on the towel, and could already imagine what she was crazy now, but she didn't move, so she raised her face and asked him to wipe it. Anyway, it was her own person, what she was afraid of.

"Is it busy outside? Can Grandpa Yang be busy alone?"

"There are no more people. Everyone has gone home to eat. Grandpa can handle it. Are you hungry?"

Eleven nodded honestly, "I'm hungry."

Yang Shifeng carefully wiped off the dust on Eleven’s face, then trimmed her hair, put the towel and basin into the bathroom, and said after coming out, “I’m going to cook immediately, don’t go, and rest in the room. After a while, I will call you when the meal is ready."

I nodded at eleven, mainly because I remembered how it looks in the kitchen now, and I didn't have the face to go and have a look with him.

The smoke in the kitchen has almost dispersed, and the line of sight can be seen clearly. Yang Shifeng walked to the stove and took a look. It was full of firewood. It would be weird if it could burn. He shook his head, took out the firewood with a fire stick, and then opened the pot containing the rice. Suddenly, a burnt smell emanated. The bottom layer of the rice in the pot was already battered, but the top was still raw rice. There is no way to save pot rice.

Yang Shifeng took the spatula and put the rice out of the pot. At this time, Grandpa Yang came in and saw what the kitchen looked like, and said in surprise: "I said why there was such a big movement just now, what did the eleventh girl do?"

"She was thinking about cooking some food, but it turned out that there was too much firewood."

"Then she didn't hurt it?"

"It's okay, just choked with smoke."

Grandpa Yang is relieved, but it hurts to see so much white rice wasted like this, but he also knows that it won’t be this on November. It’s good to be able to cook with the heart. It’s not a lot of harshness, just saying: "I guess I haven’t done this before, and it’s inevitable that this is the first time. You can teach her more in the future, and you’ll do it a few times."

Yang Shifeng put the rice in the pot again, and sat under the stove to burn the fire, "I don't need to teach her this, I can do it myself."

Grandpa Yang frowned, and said, "Could it be that you will cook for a lifetime? How can a woman not cook? It's your second uncle who is so persuaded that your second aunt also cooks at his house. How can a man live forever? Stay in the kitchen."

Grandpa Yang’s thinking is the same as everyone else. He feels that women should do all housework, including cooking. It is only right for a man to be in charge of the outside and a woman to be in charge of the inside. There was no other way to let Yang Shifeng cook for so many years before. If he married a wife, how could he cook for himself?

Before Eleven, he didn’t like Yang Shifeng. Grandpa Yang was only a guest on Eleven, and he didn’t let Eleven do anything. But now the situation is different. Eleven obviously wants to stay. In the future, the two people will get married. Let a big man do the cooking? Nobody has such a thing.

Grandpa Yang is really afraid of his grandson being the same as his second uncle, so he said earnestly: "Shi Feng, you are a big man, what would it look like if you have a wife and turn around the stove? You are not afraid of the villagers. I'm laughing at you! Let me tell you, you can't be like your second uncle."

Yang Shifeng fixed the firewood, and started to chop vegetables, while cutting and saying: "Master, who said that cooking will be a joke? No one stipulates that a man can't cook. Eleven she doesn't know it, almost today I’m hurt, don’t tell her about letting her cook, what if I’m hurt?"

Grandpa Yang said "Hey" and shook his head looking at the painful energy of his grandson. If you haven't become your daughter-in-law, you just spoiled it like this, and you can still get it in the future? You see your second aunt is like that, it's caused by your second uncle."

Yang Shifeng said lightly: "Master, don't compare eleven with your second aunt, eleven is not like that, she is very sensible."

Sensible? Grandpa Yang can see it. It means that I can’t bear to let people say it. This is the strength to love my wife~ But after thinking about it, the **** the eleventh is different from the ordinary village woman. That girl is very capable, really. I can't imagine that she is like an ordinary woman. She was lucky enough for her grandson to come back here. If this girl is unhappy and leaves, then her grandson probably won't have a life.

Forget it, anyway, it will be the young couple living on their own in the future. They will live as they like. The most important thing is that two people are happy. He is so old and cares about this.

Grandpa Yang is a forgiving old man. After he figured it out, he stopped worrying about the shame of his grandson. He pointed to him and said, "It hurts terribly in front of me, right? Why is it like a saw-mouthed gourd in front of that girl? Just say it if you like it!"

Yang Shifeng's eyes flashed, and his head was dull and he stopped talking.