Setting Up Stalls – Chapter 166

Got Spiced

“……”

Although Su Ruixi’s mumbling sound was very soft, Sun Miao was right across from her, so how could she possibly not hear it clearly. Sun Miao was angered a little bit: “Later when you’re spiced until you cry, you’ll know whether I’m petty or not.”

“How could it be possible to be spiced until crying.”

Su Ruixi, filled with confidence, picked up a small piece of fish meat that Sun Miao had arranged for her, and very bravely ate it.

At the very beginning, Su Ruixi had no reaction at all, and Sun Miao even thought Su Ruixi had changed her disposition and was really no longer afraid of eating spicy food. As a result, just as she ate a few bites of fish meat, she saw Su Ruixi over there fiercely shoveling rice to eat.

Seeing this action of hers, what else was there not to understand? That Su Ruixi was truly spiced quite badly.

It was just that Su Ruixi was awkward; just a moment ago she had so confidently expressed “how could it be possible to be spiced until crying,” and the next moment she was spiced to the point of being unable to bear it. With Su Ruixi’s personality, this was definitely unacceptable. Heaven knows how much self-control she had just used to pretend to be completely unconcerned under her own gaze.

But as soon as Sun Miao wasn’t looking at Su Ruixi, she immediately shoveled rice with great speed, attempting to suppress the spiciness in her throat.

But it was useless now. The spicy fish meat had gone down her mouth and throat into her stomach, and now her entire stomach was hurting as if it were on fire. Even her gastric region began to have the sensation of being burned by the chili peppers, accompanied by a bit of pain.

At this moment, Su Ruixi understood two things: her stomach problem had flared up again, and also that she truly could not eat spicy food.

Sun Miao had originally been thinking of watching Su Ruixi make a fool of herself, but before she could make a move, she saw Su Ruixi slightly raise her head, her expression looking far too wronged.

Her face was a sheet of bright red, different from her usual shyness; it was a true sheet of red, from the discomfort of the spiciness. Her eyes were also watery, looking so pitiful. On top of that, she sniffled, and her voice carried a bit of a crying tone: “Miaomiao, my stomach hurts.”

It seems it’s not only when she wants to eat that she’ll call her “Miaomiao,” but whenever she needs a favor from her, she’ll call her that.

Seeing her like this, how could Sun Miao still not understand. She stood up directly, walked to Su Ruixi’s side, and asked in a low, frowning voice: “Is it that your stomach is uncomfortable from the spiciness?”

Su Ruixi nodded her head pitifully. Sun Miao helped her rub it a little, told her to wait a moment, and went into the kitchen. Su Ruixi heard the sound of the stove being lit inside, and after a short while, Sun Miao walked out with a cup of milk.

“Susu-jie, drink some milk. I warmed it up for you, it’s warm now. Drinking it can relieve the spiciness.”

Su Ruixi was very well-behaved at this moment, just obediently and cleverly doing whatever Sun Miao said. When Sun Miao gave her the milk, she took it and began to drink it in small sips.

Sun Miao hadn’t lied to her; it was just warm, slightly hot upon entering her mouth, but not scalding, just right. As she drank it down sip by sip, her stomach and belly, which had been uncomfortably burned by the spiciness, began to feel better.

Only after finishing the entire cup of milk did Su Ruixi feel that her whole body was comfortable.

But Sun Miao obviously had no intention of letting Su Ruixi off just like that. Su Ruixi also sensed that the aura around Sun Miao was not quite right. She cautiously placed the cup on the table, and just as she finished this action, Sun Miao immediately erupted.

“Susu-jie, it’s not the first day you’ve known that you can’t eat spicy food, is it? What were you saying just now? You yourself said ‘how could it be possible to be spiced until crying,’ and now look, you didn’t cry, but your stomach problem was spiced into flaring up. I even told you just now, if you can’t eat spicy food, then don’t eat it. I’ll make you a steamed version next time.”

“You’re not a child, how can you not even grasp your own limits? Now you’ve made yourself uncomfortable from the spiciness, are you satisfied?”

Sun Miao stood in front of Su Ruixi, hands on her hips, and said a whole lot in an unfriendly tone. Su Ruixi was clearly older than Sun Miao, but she was being lectured by Sun Miao like a child and lowered her head in shame.

Sun Miao wants to talk, so just let her talk. Anyway, it was indeed my fault this time.

Su Ruixi very decisively chose to let Sun Miao scold her to her heart’s content, just lowering her head to listen to the lecture. Sun Miao spoke for a good while, then stopped, and only after a long pause did she ask: “Are you still uncomfortable?”

Actually, she wasn’t uncomfortable anymore. After all, she hadn’t eaten much, just that one small bite, and then she had eaten so much rice and drunk a cup of warm milk, so her stomach had been soothed. It was just that with Sun Miao asking this, Su Ruixi felt like acting spoiled again.

Being coquettish is also a part of being tsundere. If there is only pride without coquettishness, how can it be called tsundere.

So in front of Sun Miao, Su Ruixi was also adept at acting spoiled: “Miaomiao, it’s still a little uncomfortable.”

“Let me see.” Sun Miao, who had just been lecturing like a nagging old woman, now let go of all her anger and bent down to check on Su Ruixi. Having eaten to this point, the meal really couldn’t continue. The two of them simply changed locations and sat on the sofa.

Sun Miao rubbed Su Ruixi’s stomach for a while. Watching Sun Miao’s serious expression, Su Ruixi felt a little greedy again.

It wasn’t that she was hungry, but that she wanted to devour Sun Miao completely. She took Sun Miao’s hand that was gently rubbing her stomach, moved closer, and kissed Sun Miao’s lips. Her voice was soft: “Today is Friday, I have tomorrow off…”

Hearing this, what else was there for Sun Miao not to understand. Sun Miao was no saint, and besides, having just tasted the forbidden fruit, one only has the thought of sticking to one’s lover and fooling around at all times. How could she possibly sit upright¹ and make her lover feel neglected.

So that night, the two of them fooled around for a long time. The next morning, Sun Miao got up with a yawn, packed up her things for the stall, made Su Ruixi’s brunch, and also cleaned up the things that had been wasted on the dining table the previous night.

After doing all this, she left a note for Su Ruixi and pedaled her tricycle towards the stall location arranged by the system.

This time, the stall location was at the back door of a research institute. It seemed to be a research institute cooperating with some institutions of higher learning. Sun Miao didn’t know much about it, only that it felt very high-class and impressive. When she arrived, the Hip-hop Yabi duo was already there. They looked at Sun Miao, and Hip-hop Mei’s big eyes had only two words written in them: so greedy.

Sun Miao stopped her vehicle and started making Yangyu potato cake.

This time, the Yangyu potato cake was relatively cheap, selling for 10 yuan, the same price as the previous beef pancakes. However, on careful thought, it wasn’t actually cheap. The beef pancakes were stuffed full of beef and only cost 10 yuan, while a serving of Yangyu potato cake, with not a bit of meat or fish inside, just some small potatoes, also cost 10 yuan.

This time, Hip-hop Mei directly asked for 10 of them. Sun Miao looked at her and didn’t say much, only saying: “Okay, wait a moment, they have to be made fresh.”

“No purchase limit?” Hip-hop Mei’s eyes widened. Sun Miao nodded: “En, no limit, sold until they run out.”

Hip-hop Mei’s eyes darted, and she immediately wanted to buy seventy or eighty of them, but she was knocked on the head by Yabi Mei: “Put that idea of yours away. If you can do the first, others can do the fifteenth². You don’t want to have nothing to eat in the future, do you? And if you really do that, Little Boss Sun might just blacklist you again.”

“Little Boss Sun won’t blacklist me, right?” Hip-hop Mei asked this question with full confidence, but Sun Miao was lowering her head, frying the cakes, without even looking up. She asked again, “Right?”, only this time her confidence wasn’t very strong.

After this question sank into the sea like a stone³, Hip-hop Mei could only sigh faintly: “I knew it. Things like unlimited supply would never be my turn.”

After Sun Miao finished frying, she handed them to Hip-hop Mei and then started making Yangyu potato cake for Yabi Mei.

After a while, many old customers started arriving one after another. It’s worth mentioning that, for the time being, no figures from the student party were spotted. But one could guess that, perhaps, they were already secretly on their way to find her.

This time it wasn’t on the pedestrian street, and the research institute’s location was quite remote, so it was unlikely that the student party would find her so quickly.

Sun Miao sold for over an hour. At seven-thirty, the little nurse brought her colleagues and killed their way over. Since there was no limit this time, she immediately arranged for her entire department. Happening to run into an acquaintance, Sun Miao asked about the matter of Su Ruixi’s stomach hurting from eating chili peppers last night.

The little nurse was stunned for a moment, only then realizing that Sun Miao and Su Ruixi’s relationship was not shallow. But since Sun Miao had asked, she answered directly: “Miss Su’s condition had been regulated quite well before, and she hasn’t been to our hospital recently. Getting a stomachache from spiciness occasionally is actually okay, and you took measures afterward. It’s just that her stomach is indeed not good, so it’s still better not to eat spicy and stimulating foods, and also not to eat raw or cold things.”

Sun Miao nodded and expressed her thanks.

After the little nurse left, the front of Sun Miao’s stall was quiet for some time. She sat and played on her phone for a while. Around eight o’clock, when the people from the research institute came to work, Sun Miao’s little stall had customer traffic again.

The staff at the research institute should have quite high salaries. They didn’t even blink at a 10-yuan Yangyu potato cake, just buying one or two to take away. Sun Miao even nosily asked: “Today is Saturday, you still have to work?”

The researcher across from her, wearing glasses, nodded: “We don’t really have double-weekend rest⁴ or anything. We just follow the projects and research. When a project is done, then we get to rest. If it’s one of those R&D projects where it’s uncertain when it can be completed, we get compensatory time off. There’s a lot to do recently, so of course there’s no rest. Not only do we have to work today, but tomorrow too.”

As she spoke, she took a bite of the Yangyu potato cake in her hand, then revealed a satisfied smile: “It’s this bite, so delicious!”

If the Yangyu potato cake wasn’t so delicious, the researcher probably wouldn’t have said so much to Sun Miao.

Sun Miao sighed with emotion; researchers don’t have it easy.

The number of people lining up in front of Sun Miao’s little stall grew. As they queued and chatted, Sun Miao overheard a few sentences of their conversation.

“Actually, having a small stall is quite good. I’m really fed up with the food from the institute’s cafeteria. Although it’s free, it’s really not delicious. With such a large meal subsidy every month, can’t they just hire another company to cook.”

“Really, and the marked prices aren’t cheap either. Yesterday morning, the noodles I ate cost 18, and there was hardly anything in them. For the topping, I just added shredded pork with pickled greens⁵. It’s a good thing the institute pays for it. I definitely wouldn’t be willing to buy it myself, a pure, pure yuanzhong⁶.”

“Is this Yangyu potato cake delicious? Why is it called potato cake? It sounds so strange.”

“It’s delicious. Look at the people in front who bought one and are sitting at the table eating. Just look at their expressions, I bet you, it’s definitely delicious. Potato cake is their local way of calling it, it’s no big deal.”

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