Afterwards, Chen Nianguan and Liu discussed the specific details of the stall when it was time.

If they really started to sell pho, they wouldn’t be able to just move a table and a basket to the wharf like they are now.

Just like noodle stalls, they have to provide chopsticks, tables, and stools for the rice noodles.

Ten days later, Chen Nianguan learned how to ride a donkey, and drove the donkey cart to Uncle He's to fetch the cart.

Well, the carpenters of this era are as good at craftsmanship as the chefs of this era.

Uncle He completely built the stall car on his drawings.

Making full use of the mortise and tenon technology, this stall cart is made into a detachable and foldable type, which is only the size of a single desk after being folded.It is a stall cart about 120 centimeters long.

This can meet the needs of one person or two people.

Chen Nianguan admired it for a while, and then focused on the solid wood wheels under the floor of the main body of the car.

It's not that Uncle He has never made wooden wheels like cart frames, but he has never made such a small solid wooden wheel, and he uses a wooden column to pass through the center of the circle and then installs it on the bottom of the table case with dowels.

But yes, it was the first time he had seen a table like this with baffles on three sides and a partition in the middle to store things, and it could be loaded and unloaded.

Uncle He couldn't help looking at Chen Nianguan like a strange baby, wondering where this little girl came from.

Chen Nianguan saw that the small wooden wheel on the bottom plate was indeed firmly fixed with the dowel heel as she said. Although it cannot slide freely, it can slide in one direction.

Chen Nianguan tried to grab one of the wooden pillars and pushed his hand forward for a certain distance. It was the first time the carpenter had seen it, so he gathered around to watch and asked what it was for.

Chen Nianguan smiled and said nothing, and gave Uncle He a thumbs up on the spot. After paying the wages to Uncle He, he took out the drawings and made new requirements.

Use a thinner board, and use the combination of the horse pin and the tenon technique to make a foldable rectangular table of normal size, and then make four simple long benches.

Then let him make two sets of twenty-five wooden bowls each.The material should be uniform and beautiful, but also thicker, a set of 9 cm in diameter and 6 cm in height, a set of 9 cm in diameter and 4 cm in height, and then make fifty pairs of matching wooden chopsticks.

The last thing is to make a wooden box that can be locked to store silver for yourself.

Uncle He readily agreed that a wooden box cost 25 renminbi, that foldable rectangular table cost 120 renminbi, four benches only cost 30 renminbi, and two sets of bowls and chopsticks cost 120 renminbi.Ten articles, it is estimated that the craftsmanship is cumbersome and exquisite.

After Chen Nianguan agreed, when paying the deposit, Chen Nianguan looked at the cart from the booth and the frame of the cart he bought, so he asked Uncle He if he could make a cover for her donkey cart.

Her car frame is the simplest one for carrying loads, just two wheels, a piece of car board put together, and partitions on both sides.

Chen Nianguan dislikes that it is not high-end enough, and it does not even have the function of sheltering from wind and rain.

She talked about the idea, and explained it to Uncle He on the spot. No, she drew a picture and explained it in detail. Uncle He wrote it down while asking, and asked for another forty Wen.

This afternoon passed, and Chen Nianguan saw that he couldn't go to the blacksmith shop to pick up the goods in time, so he went straight back to Yanlai Lane.

Liu Shi and Xuan Xuan looked at the table case she brought back, looking at it endlessly, especially Xuanxuan, who unloaded and put on the wooden shelf and bracket gathered on the other side, and tried to push it back., Mrs. Liu was afraid of breaking it, so she quickly grabbed her little daughter.

"Wan Wan, this is our pho guy? How do you use it?"

"I'll bring back the things that the blacksmith has forged to teach you tomorrow."

So on the second day, closed the stall and went to take back the iron products made.

Chen Nianguan put together the cart and put the two stoves he bought before on it, with a small frying pan on the left and a cooking pot on the right. Wouldn’t it be possible to sell fried noodles at the same time and soup noodles at the same time?

When it's time to collect the stall, fold up the shelf on one side, and you can put the pot and the stove in the cart.

After watching Chen Nianguan's demonstration operation, Mrs. Liu couldn't wait to come up with a booth and was eager to try.

Time has entered September, the weather is getting colder every day, and the amount of dace that can be bought in the world is getting less and less day by day. Now it is still supported by the dace in the pond that usually buy more, and it will be used up in a few days, there is no need to make fish curd.

So at sunrise, Chen Nianguan drove the cart to the pier in a donkey cart. First, he tried Wen to see if there was a market for the rice noodles, and asked Liu to practice first.

Buy a fish curd, get a free gift.

One day of free distribution of rice noodles, one day of free distribution of fried noodles.

Of course not many, only ten small portions are sent out a day.

Fried noodles can be wrapped in oil paper and eaten with chopsticks, but soup noodles can only be rented from Grandma Zhang's bowls and chopsticks.

After these few days, diners who buy fish curd know that Chen Sansao's family has developed a rare snack again.

In the past, only Yueman Building and Mrs. Chen’s family sold the fish curd. Now Yueman Building doesn’t have this hor fun. Ms. Mrs. Chen’s is still the only one.

Having experience with fish curd first, those diners flock to the daily ten small portions, showing a faint trend that hor fun is more popular than fish curd.

When presenting soup noodles, Chen Nianguan generously cut a piece of fish curd into several pieces and put it in the soup, allowing diners to understand the new way of eating fish curd, and only then saved the decline of fish curd.

A few days later, Chen Nianguan reckoned that Uncle He should have finished the tables, chairs and bowls, and drove the donkey cart to receive the goods.

After confirming that it was his own product, after the inspection, especially when Uncle He spliced the spacious compartment on the spot, Chen Nianguan looked at the upgraded car for himself and felt that it was a pleasure to cooperate with Uncle He.

I paid the wages again, packed the tables, benches and bowls and chopsticks and moved them to the carriage from the back to go back to Yanlai Lane.

Riding on a donkey, Chen Nianguan couldn't help shivering in the cold wind while wearing a thick autumn coat, but thinking that he would be able to open his stall tomorrow and his daily income would skyrocket, he felt warm and happy.

While happily driving the donkey to Yanlai Lane, he passed a shop, and a black shadow was suddenly thrown from it, which was about to hit his beloved donkey. Chen Nianguan quickly pulled the rein and pulled the donkey back a step.

Then I heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then I saw two shop assistants guarding the door, who looked like shopkeepers and men in brocade robes from the owner's house, scolding: "Zhang Yulang, I tell you, our Zhou family has already told you.You Zhang family has nothing to do with you anymore, that marriage was dissolved three years ago, don't come and drag our Zhou family, you shameful thing."

Oh, the son-in-law came to the door, and the Zhou family didn't recognize anyone, so they were beaten out?

Chen Nianguan couldn't help but ride a donkey to watch a show and eat melons, and went to see the son-in-law of Zhou's family who was thrown on the street, and then couldn't help but sigh inwardly: so handsome!

Although he is wearing the most ordinary commoner and green shirt, he looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, but he has a face, tsk tsk, how did ancient novels describe the young man as handsome?

Qiongshu Lanzhi, the son is Ruyu, no wonder he is called Yulang, he did not choose the wrong name.

Only this jade-like young master suffered a severe injury on his forehead, and his posture in which he tried to get up from the ground but couldn't get up was too embarrassing.

"Uncle Zhou, I really????? I took the liberty to take refuge in you because I had nowhere to go. I don't need to be so ruthless, right? You and my father..." The tone was sad and pitiful.

"I don't have any friendship with your father, get out!" That Uncle Zhou asked the clerk to stand at the door of the shop and went in by himself.

This Zhang Yulang was mournful, suddenly turned his head, and looked towards Chen Nianguan, his expression was startled, his eyes lit up.

Chen Nianguan's heart skipped a beat.

"This lady, Zhang in Xiahaijiao Village, I hope she is pitiful..." Zhang Yulang held out his hand to her pitifully.

Chen Nianguan didn't hear him finish, raised his whip and slapped the donkey to drive away quickly.

Eating melons is very fragrant, but eating melons is not delicious when you eat them yourself!

Didn't Zhang Yulang just want to ask someone for help when he said he was desperate?

She can barely support herself, how can He De save others?

Besides, knowing that Zhang Yulang failed to seek relatives, who knew he was a good guy or a bad guy?

Hurry up, hurry up.

"My lady, Master Ming Hai said..."

Do not listen do not listen!

Chen Nianguan closed his eyes, but his ears perked up.

Who did he just say?Master Ming Hai?Did she hear correctly?

This Zhang Yulang knows Master Ming Hai?

Master Ming Hai is a world-renowned master, but Zhang Yulang actually recognized him?

She also remembered that it was Master Ming Hai who rescued her back then, and the original capital such as ingredients and spices for her own business without capital, all of which were collected from Master Ming Hai.

Master Ming Hai had never met Yuanshen before, and he also rescued Yuanshen back to Qingfeng Nunnery.

After all, I owe Master Ming Hai's life-saving grace, and now I see someone in trouble, so I don't help, it seems?

Chen Nianguan thought of Zhang Yulang's face like a banished fairy, and his determination not to pick up unknown people outside was shamefully shaken.

Chen Nianguan pulled the rein, turned the donkey's head, and walked back, just in time to see that Zhang Yulang stood up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.

"What did you call Master Ming Hai just now?" Chen Nianguan jumped off the donkey cart and asked with a wooden face.

Zhang Yulang looked at Chen Nianwan who was going back and forth, with surprise on his face, and a sly light flashed in his eyes: "Master Ming Hai said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"

Tsk, really know how to say, isn't it just an excuse to ask for help?

Chen Nianguan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Do you know Master Ming Hai?"

"I know, Master Ming Hai and I..." Zhang Yulang seemed to be struggling for a moment, thinking about how to explain his relationship with Master Minghai, "I used to discuss food, especially fish food."

That is a person of the same way, who is a gluttonous person like Master Ming Hai, no wonder he can get to know Master Ming Hai!

"Why did Mr. Zhang come to Funing County, Chuzhou?"

"Didn't the lady see you just now? I made you laugh!" Zhang Yulang smiled wryly, "My next home is in Haijiao Village. A month ago, the tsunami destroyed the village where my family and I lived. All the villagers died. I was lucky enough to go out and escape.After going through a difficult time, because I have nothing to rely on right now, I had no choice but to come here to seek refuge with my in-law Uncle Zhou, hoping that he would take him in, how could I..."

"Miss, if it's convenient, can you temporarily..."

As Zhang Yulang said, his face became embarrassing, his body swayed a few steps, and he was about to fall, so frightened that Chen Nianguan stepped forward to support him, seeing his pale face and profuse sweating, Zhang Yulang passed out before he had time to askpast.

no?She passed out before deciding whether to help him or not, what should do?

What is the injury?Or what disease?

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later:

Chen Nianguan: My husband was picked up by me from the hero who saved the beauty on the street!

Zhang Yulang: Ah... (No!)

Chen Nianguan:?

Zhang Yulang: Yes yes yes!(Actually, I touched porcelain!)