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

Wang Guifen put away her phone, without even checking if anyone had replied in the group chat, and then gave each family member a little soup and a small handful of noodles: "Drink the soup sparingly. You can get more noodles if you're still hungry, but there's no more soup left."

"Okay, Mom. Boss Cao, two more steamed buns, and I'll add a spoonful of sauce!" He Lei slurped up the noodles with his chopsticks and turned to shout to Cao Xiulian.

"Alright!" Cao Xiulian quickly picked up two large steamed buns and brought them over.

"Ya Ya, we've got you covered here. Why don't you go upstairs and rest for a bit? Or maybe go for a stroll?" Cao Xiulian asked, looking at Ya Ya sitting to the side, glancing around.

Now the store is gradually getting more and more stuff, with the addition of small tables, induction cookers, and sterilizers, etc., because we're worried that Ya Ya might bump into something when there are a lot of people.

Ya Ya pinched her fingers, looking a little conflicted.

Should I go outside for a stroll or go up to my own little house?

Auntie decorated the little house so beautifully, and I haven't even had a chance to stay there much yet. But there are still some new things outside that I haven't bought, and I might see something else that catches my eye later.

I haven't bought braised meat in a long time, including big pig's trotters, braised pork hock, and braised beef that tastes different from other meats, the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes.

I wonder if Aunt Chuntao will come up with any new dishes with the fresh beef.

Oh, right, we also need to buy glutinous rice and flour; we can't rest at the hut.

Aunt Chuntao rarely mentions this, but she said that the Qingming Festival is in a few days and she wants to make some cold food and also some sweet rice wine.

"Auntie, I'm going out to buy things for the villagers. Aunt Chuntao said she needs to make a lot of things." Ya Ya waved her hand.

Just as Cao Xiulian was about to ask what else she wanted to buy, a large group of people suddenly rushed in through the door.

Zhang Limin led the way with two familiar young men.

"Hurry up, hurry up, come in and grab a table, or there won't be any seats left!"

"Boss Cao, a bowl of noodle soup, no sauce, please. I'll take your money."

"I'll have one too!"

Zhang Limin took the table first. "Hey boss, is my sauce from those two big buckets by the door?"

"Yes, Grandpa Zhang, Auntie weighed it and said it was over 100 jin (50 kg), and she said it was more than 100 jin (50 kg)." Ya Ya looked at the suddenly crowded shop with some surprise.

Zhang Limin waved to the two young men and instructed them, "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Wang, go check those two buckets of sauce. If everything's okay, move them to the truck. We'll go back to the factory after we finish this bowl of noodles."

After speaking, he glanced around the store and his gaze fell on the newly added induction cooker and small saucepan.

Ya Ya's gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the two older brothers, Xiao Zhang and Xiao Wang.

Why do their clothes look so similar to what I'm wearing?

Ya Ya looked down at the three characters "Futukang" on the left breast pocket of her clothes. This was different from the other brothers' clothes, which had the two characters "Limin" printed on them.

Zhang Limin also noticed Ya Ya's clothes at this moment, and grinned, "Hey little boss, why are you wearing our factory uniform? Oh, it's Foxconn's."

Zhang Limin's grin widened: "You guys have good taste in shopping! These factory uniforms are high quality, durable, and warm. I still have quite a few quilted winter coats in stock at my factory, which I keep for replacements. I didn't expect the quality to be so good that I can't wear them all. How about I give you some later?"

Ya Ya suddenly turned her head, her big, dark eyes shining brightly: "Really? Are there many? There are quite a few people in our village! How much is one? I won't take it if it's too expensive."

"It's free, it's yours." Zhang Limin couldn't stop smiling as he looked at Ya Ya, who was seriously discussing the price with him.

The first time I saw this little girl, she was buying things by herself. She was a bit clueless back then, but now she's learned to say "it's too expensive, don't want it."

Ya Ya's eyes brightened even more, but then she felt it wasn't right to take so many clothes from Grandpa Zhang, and stammered, "But, but, there are really a lot of people in my village, dozens of them. Giving so many..."

"It's no big deal. It's just sitting in the warehouse anyway. I'll have someone bring it to you in a bit," Zhang Limin said magnanimously, waving his hand dismissively.

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhang. Then I won't be polite!" Ya Ya bowed deeply to Zhang Limin.

It's never a bad thing to have too many clothes. When villagers work in the fields, their clothes get dirty easily. Having several clothes to change into means they won't always be damp.

A group of regular customers from WeChat groups who came into the store together were gathered around several large buckets:

"What kind of sauce is this? Why didn't Boss Cao mention it in the group chat?"

"It smells so good, and there's a sour smell too. My stomach is already growling."

"Where's the noodle soup?"

Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhang protected the bucket, and after checking it, they quickly put the lid back on. "This is the sauce our factory manager ordered. Please make way, everyone, we need to load it onto the truck!"

Cao Xiulian then remembered that the price tags hadn't been written yet, so she quickly picked up the small blackboard and added the words in a flash:

Chicken noodle soup is NT$25, with secret meat sauce it's NT$28, and comes with a fixed measuring spoon.

While writing, she explained to the customer: "The sauce is made by the villagers of Ya Ya Village. It's purely handmade with no additives. There are plenty of ingredients in it, so I can't give it away for free. I'm sorry."

"Noodles can be refilled as much as you like. Everyone can find a table to sit at. Uh... the shop is a little understaffed and not very big, so you'll have to cook your own noodles."

Cao Xiulian felt a little uneasy after speaking. Sister Wang was an old acquaintance, and Boss Zhang had brought his younger brother, so they wouldn't mind cooking noodles themselves. But would the other customers accept it?

The idea of ​​running to someone else's shop to cook noodles so early in the morning sounds a bit outrageous.

Unexpectedly, everyone was very receptive to it, and they even lined up at the small table, each person holding a bowl and queuing to get soup.

"Wow, this chicken soup is made with two genuine free-range black-footed chickens... and it's the first batch of soup."

"A chicken costs over a hundred yuan, and I'm reluctant to spend that much unless it's a holiday. I'd be lucky if they even used a yellow-feathered chicken, and it even came with pieces of meat!"

"These snails used to sell for 25 yuan a serving, and they were very popular. They were called 'mountain stream snails' because they were so fresh and sweet."

"It's not like you're Mr. Cao. You didn't even explain it clearly in the group chat. If you had just said you were using such good materials, we wouldn't have said those things. And these snails, you should have put their names on them too." A row of people in the back craned their necks and clicked their tongues in admiration.

"Hey buddy in front, scoop less soup, or there won't be any left for the rest of you!"

Someone turned to look at Ya Ya standing in the corner: "Little boss, is there only one bucket of soup? Can you make more tomorrow? I'm afraid this isn't enough to go around today."

The restaurant was bustling with activity, and the warm aroma of chicken soup and meat sauce filled the room.

Seeing that everyone was too busy, Wang Guifen took the initiative to step forward and maintain order: "Please don't fill the soup too full, otherwise it won't fit when we add noodles. Add chicken pieces as needed. The total amount of soup is limited, but noodles are unlimited."

The latecomers missed out on the chicken soup, so they just bought a spoonful of sauce to go with it. Anyway, the sauce was a new product, and it wasn't cheap at three yuan a spoonful.

"Boss Cao, two steamed buns, please!"

"Don't be fooled by the price of this sauce; it's made entirely of minced pork belly, all high-quality meat. I don't know how they seasoned it, but it's just so delicious!" Someone who had finished eating noodles started scraping the sauce from their bowl and enthusiastically recommending it.

Cao Xiulian was so busy that beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She would glance at Ya Ya, who was watching everyone cooking noodles with a curious expression every now and then.