Du Shaoqing was about to complain that the monkey was playing scared his daughter, but when he heard this, he hurriedly held his daughter and left with his daughter in his arms. On the way, he smiled bitterly at Xuanxuan: "Daughter, can we calm down for a while? You asked the gray wolf to be a bald man to sell kites, and you asked someone to be a bald man for you. Now you are going to rob a monkey with someone else. Dad is taking you shopping today, so we are not here to smash the situation."

After saying that, he turned to look at his daughter. The little girl looked at her at a loss as if she didn't understand. Du Shaoqing sighed and said, "Okay, let's take you to make a new dress. There won't be any trouble with this."

"Dad, didn't my mother say that we could not wear new clothes until the Chinese New Year?" Xuanxuan asked naively.

Du Shaoqing was tired of holding the child, carried the child on his back, and replied with a smile: "That was the past, and you can wear new clothes every day in the future. Today, Daddy found someone to make you the most beautiful clothes in the world. After putting it on, you will be the most beautiful little princess in the whole world."

After hearing this, the little girl's eyes lit up, "Really? Is it the same as Snow White?"

"Better than Snow White."

"Hehe, Daddy is the best!" The daughter smiled and hugged Du Shaoqing's neck and kissed her.

But after coming to the ready-to-wear shop, Du Shaoqing was stunned. He didn't expect that silk in this world is so expensive? Just a set of silk clothes worn by children requires one or two silver dollars. This is the discount price that the shopkeeper waived the handmade fee.

Looking at the hard coarse cloth clothes on his daughter's body, Du Shaoqing gritted his teeth, one tael of one tael, paid the deposit, drew the pattern, and agreed to come to pick up the goods in half a month. Du Shaoqing walked out with the child on his back. At this moment, he said in his heart that it seemed that he had to find a way to make a lot of money.

After paying the deposit, Du Shaoqing's pocket was empty, so he had to take his children to find the third uncle who was doing the job well. Uncle San had already discussed with the grain shop for long-term supply, but this year there was a drought in Hebei and grain prices rose again.

Even when I was doing business and shopping, it was getting dark. Because it was not safe to take my children to walk on the night, my third uncle decided to stay here for one night and then set off home tomorrow.

They didn't know that something happened at home Yunlai Inn that night.

The next morning, when everyone came back, there was no stall at the steamed bun stall at the door. Aunt San and Du Shaoming sat in the kitchen with dejected expression.

Yunlai Inn is a two-entry mansion with a place to eat in the lobby. The first place to enter the lobby is the guest room area, with five rooms on both sides. After passing this place, pass by a door, and the second place is the shopkeeper's inner house, which belongs to the private house.

When the few people came back, they happened to meet Boss Hu, a resident who was also going out to do business.

"Shopkeeper Du, your kitchen has a bad time. It was a big fuss last night. I was awakened by a quarrel when I was sleeping soundly. You have to take care of this, otherwise you can switch me to another guest room and not next to the kitchen."

"Ah? There is such a thing? Okay, don't worry, it will be solved." As he said, Du Shaoqing came to the kitchen. What a mess, what happened to him. How could this be a mess? This is obviously a thief!

Seeing the three of them coming back, Aunt San said sadly: "Dalang, I was thieved last night. The dough tips for our steamed buns were stolen. Needless to say, it must be Huang Shengcai's fault. He just couldn't stand our business well. What should I do?"

"Brother, let's report to the official." Du Shaoming said.

Before Du Shaoqing could speak, the third uncle had already spoken: "If there is no evidence, even if you report to the official, you may not be able to find anyone. Besides, why did Huang Shengcai dare to rampantly run in Luoxia Town? That's because his brother-in-law is the county magistrate, and reporting to the official is useless."

"What should I do? Without a face-to-face introduction, how can we do our business today?" Aunt San was anxious.

"Aunt San, I'm just a ball of old noodles, I'll just make another one." Du Shaoqing comforted.

Uncle San said worriedly: "What I am most worried about now is that if the dough sticker is stolen, wouldn't the other party be able to make steamed buns too? In this way, this business will be difficult."

Du Shaoqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is a secret recipe. Without the corresponding process, even if you get the old noodles to make noodles, you can't make steamed buns. It's useless for him to steal it. I don't believe that he can come to me again to learn skills?"

When Cao Cao arrived, a shout came from outside the lobby of the inn. You can hear it from the tone. This is to find fault. "Shopkeeper Du's is here? Why didn't he set up a stall today? Is this business no longer done?"

"Is it Huang Shengcai? Humph, let's go, I'll chop this guy with a knife!" Uncle San was furious and turned around and wanted to get the kitchen knife.

Du Shaoqing hurriedly held it, "Let's go and have a look. Never kill. I don't know what this man surnamed Huang is doing."

"Shopkeeper Huang? I wonder what you are doing here?" Everyone came to the front and Du Shaoqing greeted him.

"It's nothing. I just heard that the steamed buns from the Du family are not available for sale today, so I came to take a look and notified the customers around me that there are steamed buns in my restaurant. If you can't buy them here, you can go to my restaurant to take a look."

What??? It was you? The third uncle and the others were furious, and Huang Shengcai laughed, "Is it stolen if you know how to make steamed buns? If so, I can also doubt whether your Du family stole the secret recipe for my restaurant?"

Many people were watching around, and Du Shaoqing didn't want to sue the person opposite him, "Shopkeeper Huang, do you really have steamed buns? If you can make steamed buns by just taking one of my dough, that's not called a secret recipe."

"Of course it's true. Didn't I come to invite the guests from the town to buy it? How dare I come out to show off without steamed buns?" Huang Shengcai was very proud. Many people around him had guessed something, and many expressed that they were curious about the steamed buns of the Huang family and were ready to take a look.

It happened that a guy from Shengcai Restaurant ran over quickly.

"Shopkeeper, it's not good, steamed buns, steamed buns are out of the pot!"

Well? There are indeed steamed buns in this Shengcai Restaurant? Everyone around was very curious. Huang Shengcai cursed at the clerk: "You bastard, you can't even report the good news. Wouldn't it be a good thing to have the steamed buns come out of the pot? What's wrong with shouting?"

The guy ran away and was out of breath, "No, the shopkeeper's, steamed buns, steamed buns are bad, different from the Du family."

You... Huang Shengcai really wants to kick this guy to death. Why are you yelling about such a thing? Are you afraid that the customers in the town won’t hear it? "Let’s go, come back with me! A bunch of waste!"

Seeing the two retreating in disgrace, the people around burst into laughter. Is Huang Shengcai here to make funny? Du Shaoqing sighed in his heart. Sure enough, he didn't know the specific steps that he couldn't make steamed buns. Huang Shengcai was too anxious. He came to solicit business without turning the pot. It would be strange if he didn't get slapped in the face!

As Du Shaoqing expected, when Huang Shengcai handed the old noodles to the chef in the morning, he said that this was something used to make steamed buns and asked them to use this to study how to make steamed buns. However, the chef had no experience and directly used the old noodles as ingredients to remix them as coarse noodles. He directly placed the dough on the steamer and steamed them. He took it out and saw that it was black and hard and full of honeycombs.

Huang Shengcai was furious. The secret he had spent a tael of silver to hire someone was wasted?

"A bunch of waste can't even make a steamed bun. What's the use of me raising you?"

"Shopkeeper, Master Tian from the town is here to visit you." A guy came to report.
Chapter completed!