The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

It has a bright red color, a glossy sheen, and a powerful aroma.

Zhao Hu, his mouth glistening with oil, slurped the snails from his bowl, exclaiming, "Damn! These snails are even more satisfying than those chicken wings I had last time! They're spicy just right! The more I eat, the more addictive they become!"

"It would be even more comfortable if we could have some wine."

The village chief rolled his eyes at him: "Want more wine? Dream on! You can't drink that good stuff every day!"

Grandma Liu picked up a snail and chewed it slowly. The snail meat was chewy and not fishy at all. She could eat two more bowls of rice with it.

Grandpa Wang tasted it and nodded, "The seasonings are used skillfully, removing the fishy smell and enhancing the freshness. It's fragrant, spicy, and delicious—a rare find. It'll definitely sell well if we take it with us!"

In the small bowl in front of Ya Ya was a small pile of snail meat that had been picked out, and a bowl of light and fresh soup.

Xinghua, Doctor Chen, Da Niu, and Gou Ya each had a small bowl of snail and chicken soup in front of them.

Previously, they had only watched others eat, but today they finally had something to eat that everyone else was eating.

Da Niu usually wolfs down his meals (actually, it's just a bowl of rice porridge or gruel, and he eats slowly only makes him craving more ૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა), but this time he held the stainless steel bowl with both hands, treating it like a precious gem, sipping it slowly, and after each sip he sighed, "So fresh...so fresh! You can even taste the chicken in it, this is truly satisfying!"

Everyone ate their fill and were completely satisfied.

Everyone is full of confidence in the snail business.

After the meal, the villagers took a stroll to check on the vegetable seedlings and wheat in the fields before returning to their courtyards.

The village chief, Fang Tiesheng, Zhao Hu, and Doctor Chen went into the house to discuss how to make the most of this precious opportunity.

Outside, Xinghua and Da Niu squatted in the corner, fiddling with the hay piled up to the side and a few transparent jars.

"They only said it needed to be dyed before, but now it also needs to be softened first. There are many more steps involved."

Xinghua turned over the hay, saying, "Let's dye it with some dirt-resistant colors first and see how it goes."

The villagers also gathered around to lend a hand, soaking feed, kneading grass, and fetching water, working in an orderly manner.

The softening and dyeing process would take Xinghua and her partner several days to complete, but with more people, it would be faster.

Ya Ya, along with Xiao Douzi and Xiao Shuanzi, dashed off to the edge of the field to pick wild onions.

Three little children, carrying small baskets on their backs, walked and stopped along the ridges of the field. They picked a handful of wild onions whenever they saw them. "We'll pick more so that our aunties and grandmas can help us wash them clean when we get back. I'll store them away. Now I can store so many things! Next time we won't have to come here to look for them every day."

As Ya Ya pulled at the cloth, she gave instructions to her two little followers.

"Wow! Sister Ya Ya is amazing! How many scallions can she store?" Little Bean asked curiously.

"I can store up as many scallions as this field!" Ya Ya pointed to the field in front of her, drew a big circle, and said it very loudly!

"Wow! Oh! Sister can... can hide a field!" Little Shuanzi stammered, his eyes full of admiration.

Sister Ya Ya doesn't look tall or imposing, yet she can actually hide a field on her body!

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As dusk approached, Ji Chuntao rolled up her sleeves, checked the snails in the basin to see if they were expelling sand, and then began to stir-fry the remaining snails with a serious expression.

There was no sand when they ate it themselves at noon, and now the snails are even cleaner.

The group collected about 30 jin (15 catties) of snails in total. The village chief specifically instructed that snails grow slowly, and they couldn't catch all the snails in one stream; they had to change the number of snails. These were the snails they found between two streams.

The aroma of spiciness filled the courtyard once again, making the villagers who were busy preparing hay in the yard swallow their saliva frequently.

In another pot, soup was bubbling away.

After stir-frying the snails, the remaining red oil broth at the bottom of the pot was still very fragrant. Ji Chuntao looked at everyone's expressions, added a few ladles of water, sprinkled some salt, and cooked a few handfuls of noodles.

This smell is so tempting, if we don't have something to eat tonight, I'm afraid a bunch of people won't be able to sleep because they're craving it.

Since she didn't buy enough insulated containers, Tang Jichuntao could only wash the two pressure cookers, divide them into two portions, and put them into the pressure cookers so that Yaya could store them in her space.

Put half of the remaining snails in a basin and the other half in an insulated container.

After all, pushing something weighing around 30 pounds is quite heavy.

Once we get to the stall, Ya Ya can quietly move them together.

The village chief took out the plastic bags and ropes he had saved up, put the lid of the thermos on, stacked the two pressure cookers on the lid of the thermos, covered them with a large plastic bag, and then tied them with rope.

After checking that it was stable enough, I felt relieved and let Ya Ya take the car over.

"Little girl, it's a bit heavy. Walk slowly and don't rush. Go over there. If you're really scared, call Auntie to come and help you push." ​​Grandma Liu straightened Ya Ya's collar.

"Okay!" Ya Ya replied with a smile. This huge pile was all money!

I'll be able to make a lot of money later!

Fang Tiesheng frowned deeply as he looked at Ya Ya's small figure and the stack of small carts piled high.

Finding a place to stay is the first thing to solve on this trip.

If there were a room, the little girl could go from one room to the other, and there would be another room there. She wouldn't have to hide so much and carry so many things. She could carry everything in the space empty-handed and take it out when she got there.

If you have a fixed house, you can ask the shopkeeper to deliver whatever you buy to your house, close the door, and store it in your space.

Moreover, if Nannan doesn't want to shop for too long, she can have her own room and a small couch to rest in.

Ideally, the morning market should have a shop facing the street, with a small room inside, so that her aunt can also run it outside.

Having a proper shop is definitely more comfortable than setting up a stall in the wind and sun. Auntie has helped Nannan and Lotus Village so much. If they can lend a hand, they should definitely repay her.

It was just that Nannan was talking about riding in a car, cement...

The morning market and the two-dollar store are clearly not in the same place.

One chance, but I can't go to two places, and I don't even know if I can...

After the thought swirled in his mind, Fang Tiesheng immediately called out to Ya Ya, who was about to leave: "Nannan, wait a moment."

"What's wrong, Grandpa Fang!" Ya Ya's little hand had just touched the small purse when she saw Grandpa Fang's anxious look, so she stopped.

The village chief and the others looked at Old Man Fang with puzzled expressions, wondering why he had suddenly kept people here.

Fang Tiesheng quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and looked at Ya Ya at eye level. He carefully asked, "Nannan, could you talk to the Duck Fairy about this? The reward is that you can take one person for one hour each time. Could you take one person for two trips, each trip lasting half an hour? That way, Grandpa can go to both places and help you come up with ideas and check on the situation from both places."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the people present lit up instantly. The village chief's face lit up with joy. "Brilliant! How come he didn't think of this?"

If this method works, that would be fantastic!

Previously, everyone was struggling with the problem of "only being able to go to one place at a time".

Every day, Nannan pushes a heavy little cart to and from the morning market. Even if there's room for her to cheat, there are too many large items and soupy things like today, and the cart can't hold them all. So, we can't let Nannan carry things like this every time in the future.

Moreover, I heard that the morning market is full of roadside stalls, covered with cloth and topped with a large canopy.

When it's cold, they have to endure the cold wind and freeze. When it gets hot, they have to endure the scorching sun. How can such a small body withstand the wind and sun every day?

They could go to the night market, but it was Nannan's own request to ride that iron thing called a bus with her; they could only focus on one thing at a time.