My Fantastic Chef Wife 21: Who Is He Caring For?

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 “No worries. We can buy some straw hats later so we won’t be burned by the sun. The most important thing right now is our business and peace breeds wealth.”

She had been working in the catering industry for a good long time and she knew so well that the taste of food mattered the most. If the taste was not good, no matter how big the store was or how low the price was, it would be useless since people still wanted to go for quality food.

A few moments later, Xiao Baoshan who went to fetch water came back. After realizing what was going on, Xiao Baoshan turned out to be as calm as Ye Xiaoxian and started to comfort Li Hongmei, “Ma, don’t bother to argue with them. Just concentrate on selling cold jelly and sell as much as you can.”

“Will, will it work? His cold jelly is one coin per bowl and ours is two coins per bowl.” Li Hongmei was still feeling bad as she was concerned what if there was no more business today.

They had almost gathered up the tuition fee for Xiao Baofeng with all those effort, how could he bear to see others rob their business away?

Others should feel lucky since she hadn’t snapped like a mad bitch who tried to protect her puppies.

But Xiao Baoshan still said in a calm tone, “They’ll end up causing themselves difficult. Ma, don’t worry. We’ll surly make enough money to cover Baofeng’s tuition fee.”

What Xiao Baoshan said was exactly what worried Li Hongmei so Li Hongmei felt eased a bit and listened to her son, putting up their stall as usual.

Xiao Baoshan then left for a short while before he came back. This time he brought back a wide black oil cloth and several bamboo poles.

Ye Xiaoxian’s eyes sparkled with surprise.

Xiao Baoshan must want to use these to build up a sun-blocking shelter for them. Many stalls used this kind of sun-block shelter in the town now.

Being such a strapping guy, Xiao Baoshan was actually a very careful person with such an attentive mind. He couldn’t bear to see them get exposed under the sun so he went to fetch this oil cloth.

‘I wonder if he’s caring for his ma or his little bride.’

Ye Xiaoxian stared at Xiao Baoshan shyly.

Xiao Baoshan glanced at Ye Xiaoxian carelessly while putting up the shelter, finding she was staring at himself so he moved his gaze away immediately.

The weather was smothering and Xiao Baoshan was drenched by sweat after working a short while. Li Hongmei passed a handkerchief to Ye Xiaoxian and nudged her shoulder, seemingly to suggest something.

But Ye Xiaoxian didn’t quite understand the hint and thought that Li Hongmei was letting her wipe her sweat.

Li Hongmei saw Ye Xiaoxian being a bit dazed and dumb, and she then pointed at Baoshan directly and said, “Little Ye, your husband has sweated so much. Hurry up and wipe his sweat for him.”

Ye Xiaoxian now understood, went directly to Xiao Baoshan and was trying to wipe his sweat for him but Xiao Baoshan suddenly took the handkerchief away. “I better do it myself.”

He wiped his face hurriedly and returned the handkerchief to Ye Xiaoxian.

Ye Xiaoxian was a bit disappointed in her heart and Li Hongmei scolded aside, “Dope!”

…

That “Bridgehead Cold Jelly” old man was stilling touting vigorously, “Cold jelly, time-honoured brand cold jelly. One copper coin per bowl. Come and buy some.”

Once after the old man touted Li Hongmei then shouted in a higher pitch, “Family Xiao’s little bride’s hand-made cold jelly! Soft and smooth cold jelly, quenching your thirst and delicious! You won’t have enough once you taste it!”

Li Hongmei looked just like a street lady touting what she got at the gate of a brothel, being so high-pitched and sassy that old man was not her match in any case so he was beaten down after several rounds.

Li Hongmei saw a middle-aged woman coming to buy cold jelly and then approached her in full speed. “Young miss, would you like some cold jelly? Have you tried our Family Xiao’s cold jelly yet? It’s sweet and smooth, very sweet indeed.”

The middle-aged woman said, “I’m an old auntie already yet you still call me young miss!”

“Ah, how old are you? Twenty?” asked Li Hongmei.

“I’m forty!”

“You don’t look your age at all,” said Li Hongmei, surprised.

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman felt as sweet as eating honey. She ignored that old man and bought a bowl of cold jelly from Li Hongmei. She felt that it was so tasty that she bought another one.

The old man trembled in fury.

Chapter end