A Yao found a job in the restaurant street near the night market.

It was a snack shop run by a widow. She took two children with her. One didn't know what to do and the other was crying for food. She had to hire people because no one could help her. A Yao needs a shop to continue practicing her craft and communicate with others. She can't stay at home. Although the kitchen at home was large, no one helped to eat. She cooked a table of hard dishes by herself. It was a waste. She glanced at it and went in to apply. After trying the dishes, the two sides hit it off and agreed on the time for work.

The snack bar only does lunch and evening. The night market doesn't follow. Ah Yao doesn't need to get up early. She has gone to prepare. She can go home at the end of Shenshi and the beginning of Youshi and continue to tidy up her home slowly.

Go straight back to restaurant street and turn into guiyuanli. You'll get home after a while. It's very close to home in a cup of tea.

So far, when the light snow came, the bedding and cotton padded clothes at home were complete, and the house was not paved with green brick floor. Ah Yao asked someone to dig a ground stove and burn carbon. Big dogs and dogs like to nest by the ground stove for heating. It's cold outside and warm inside.

Live and work.

A Yao said she was very satisfied.

Buy the four treasures of the study, fold part of the Shengxuan in half, or cut it into a quarter of the size. A small stack of thickness is tightly sewn with needle and thread, sew several stacks, fold it up, pierce the holes with thicker needles, wear fine linen, paste rice paste on the front and back covers with rattan paper, and finally wrap it into a book cover with rags. The brochures she uses to record are large and small, Convenient for different purposes.

I wrote to Wangyue with my pen. I recalled all the way she came, especially Nanxun. Finally, I realized that it was the bird's nest that asked the escort to take her far away.

Wangyue asked someone to send a letter to Nanxun's house. Before aunt sent someone to the capital to bring a letter to a Yao, she came back. After taking the letter, she learned about Wangyue's recent situation and where she lived. She brought special spices such as oyster sauce. She returned to the capital again. She didn't really write to her until winter to report her and the bird's Nest:

"... there is light snow outside. The land in the front yard is fertilized. We will open up a field to grow vegetables in spring. The former owner of the house is also a cook. The main room is not big, and the side room is a kitchen. There are osmanthus trees and stone tables and round stools in the yard for flowers before and after the moon. At present, there are all kinds of waste waiting to flourish. Master, don't worry. I also found a job in a snack shop. Everything is fine, but the bird's nest first arrived in the capital, abandoned me and disappeared. I told me to pretend not to know her even if I saw her, and didn't want to bother me. Master Wangyue, how are you? "

It was more than a month after the letter left. When Wangyue answered the letter, he sent someone to send gifts and specialties. For example, the scene seen by a Yao in Nanxun once attracted the onlookers of the neighborhood. This is what will be said later.

Now ah Yao has no time to imagine the expression when Wangyue receives the letter. She is comforting the landlady.

"Without business, it won't be long before our mother and son will live on the streets."

The landlady bowed her head to wipe her tears. The baby in her arms reached out and babbled. The big baby at the skirt also babbled. The landlady bowed her head, copied the big baby up and put it beside her, and continued to talk about her story of being the head of the family with her.

"Landlady, don't be too sad. You still have two babies." It is said that the boss died of illness and left suddenly. The boss's wife had no family to take care of her and lost her backbone. Moreover, the boss was in charge, so the business plummeted, which was a pity for the people around her. A Yao didn't know how to comfort her. "It's noon. Let me give you a bowl of noodles, Dawa... Can you eat rice paste?"

"Yes."

A Yao almost ran away and ran back to the kitchen. Chicken soup was stewed on the stove. The supercooled water made the noodles stronger. A spoonful of sesame oil at the bottom of the bowl, pour the cooked noodles in and mix well. Suddenly, the sesame oil smell floated out. Then put two spoonfuls of chicken soup without noodles. This smell can eat two bowls of chicken soup noodles alone. Finally, she put a few pieces of flower carved drunk chicken, put two green vegetables and sprinkle a little Chinese wolfberry.

He took another bowl of porridge and brought it out together.

"How delicious..." the proprietress stopped crying when ah Yao was cooking noodles. She turned to the kitchen and took a deep breath. Her stomach rumbled like thunder. She was embarrassed for a moment and swallowed the saliva in her mouth. Her eldest son had no self-control and salivated. She understood the meaning of his mother's words like a teacher and learned: "incense, incense."

"Wow..." the landlady's eyes didn't leave the bowl on the tray and whispered.

Da Wa's eyes didn't leave the chicken soup noodles. The white porcelain sea bowl was filled with clear yellow chicken soup. The flower carved drunk chicken was yellow skin and white meat, with winter bamboo shoots and sunflower vegetables. The sunflower vegetables were winter amaranth, green and green. It was estimated that it was colorful with red medlar sprinkled on the surface.

"Yes, yes!"

The landlady took the porridge, gently scraped the surface and tasted it. "It tastes good. Is it fish porridge?" She saw that there was no fish in the spoon and fed it to Da Wa.

Big baby didn't appreciate it. It wasn't what he wanted. When he turned his mouth, he turned his head and patted the edge of the table. It was clear that the bowl was delicious.

"It's not fish porridge, it's white porridge, but I used fish soup at the bottom of the porridge. It tastes good, and children can eat it." A Yao explained.

The landlady fed again. The big baby was still ungrateful and hungry. She was also angry. "Don't eat if you don't eat. I'll eat it myself!"

Put down the spoon, picked up the chopsticks, blew, sucked and ate noodles. The big baby looked at her mouth and slowly flattened up. Wow, she cried at once.

"Eat goods!" The landlady laughed and scolded, scooped a spoonful of soup and fed it to him. The big baby burped, stopped and sipped slowly. Then she fed the porridge and there was no more trouble.

A Yao looked at her and laughed, and bowed her head to eat noodles.

Eating sesame oil chicken soup noodles in winter is really a big killer. A Yao sat in the store for a short time, and then a guest followed the fragrance into the store. There was only one table sitting and eating: "please give me a bowl of what you eat!"

When business came to her door, the landlady refused everything. Ah Yao took the opportunity to eat more and went into the kitchen.

With the first bowl, there will be the second bowl and the third bowl... The guests come like clouds and fill the whole snack shop. A bowl of chicken soup noodles are served. The smell of sesame chicken soup is getting stronger and stronger. They come with wind and snow and go with a warm flavor of sesame chicken.

"Landlady, there's no face!" Ah Yao shouted.

"Chicken soup noodles, no noodles!" Some diners shouted in front of the landlady.

The landlady was silent, "then bring the chicken soup."

"..." ah Yao went back to the kitchen. After a while, she shouted again: "fish balls are rough, there is no fish balls and no noodles!"

What?

The landlady blinked. Ah Yao remembered that she shouted out the stem and changed her mouth: "there is no sesame oil chicken soup noodles, and there is no chicken soup noodles!"

"What about the chicken?"

"No more!"