The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s
Author: Kakaer
Chapter 1107: Pitiful to Live Under Someone Elseâs Roof (1)
Yang Menâs voice wasnât exactly quiet and was particularly sharp, so the nearby vendors naturally heard her. Upon hearing this, their expressions turned a bit unpleasant, and they glared at Yang Men: "Young lady, what are you saying? This is our own small business, we eat it ourselves tooâhow can you say itâs inedible? If you donât like it, nobodyâs forcing you to buy it."
In this era of doing business, the most important things are simplicity and practicality. Especially with snacks, theyâre mostly homemade specialties that are clean and hygienic, with plenty of quantity. We donât earn much, just enough to make a living.
But even so, we canât allow people to insult us like this.
Yang Men carried herself with a city dwellerâs sense of superiority towards rural places; Yang Tao always knew this because Yang Men used to flaunt her city status while disdaining others around her. However, she didnât expect Yang Men to shout it publicly like this.
Facing the cold stares of the surrounding vendors, she felt extremely embarrassed. She wanted to pull Jiaojiao away, not wanting her to be subjected to these scornful looks.
But Ruan Jiaojiao wasnât afraid. She had been adored by adults from a young age, and it wasnât fake. She was young and had a sweet, cute appearanceâlooking more like she should be in elementary schoolâwhich made her particularly tender amidst a group of high school students.
Her small mouth was sweet, and her soft voice instantly softened a nearby vendorâs gaze.
"Auntie, I want this. How much is it?" Ruan Jiaojiao pointed at the sugar-oil cake, which was sweet and fragrant in the oil pan. She sniffed it with a smack of her lips, showing her greedy expression.
To the vendor, her little appearance affirmed her craftsmanship, and her sweet voice brought a spontaneous smile to her face: "Do you want to try, little girl? Itâs ten cents for twoâtheyâre sweet and sticky and definitely delicious. If theyâre not tasty, Auntie wonât charge you."
Ruan Jiaojiao turned to ask the person behind her: "Brother, do you want some?"
"Jiaojiao, you buy them yourself. Weâre going to buy fried cold noodles ahead," Ruan Lei said, as boys tend to be naturally uninterested in sweet, sticky things.
Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, turned to the vendor, and said: "Then Auntie, I want four." She and Yang Tao would have two each.
"Alright." The owner glanced at the obedient and cute Ruan Jiaojiao, directly scooped out five, saying, "There are five of you, Auntie will give you one extra, so you can each have one."
"Thank you, Auntie." Ruan Jiaojiao said with a smile because the sugar-oil cakes were hot and couldnât be wrapped in paperâshe could only use a bamboo stick to hold them. For others, the vendor skewered two on one stick, but for Ruan Jiaojiao, she skewered five sticks.
The vendor served one after another, leaving Yang Men as the only one without one at the end.
Needless to say, Yang Menâs face was very upset when she was left out in the end. Ruan Jiaojiao pinched the one in her hand, then looked at Yang Menâs unpleasant face, weighing her chances of it being slapped away if she handed it over. She chose not to play the good Samaritan and ate hers fragrantly.
"I didnât expect that it would taste quite good." Ruan Lei devoured it in a few bites, thinking it would taste bad because of its gooey texture; surprisingly, it was quite alright.
"Of course, young man, weâve been doing this craft for over ten yearsâno oneâs ever said it tasted bad after trying it." The owner laughed heartily upon hearing this, her tone full of pride.
Finally, Ruan Lei bought four more and shared them with Lu Zishu. As for Yang Men, he acted like he didnât notice her longing looksâafter all, she despised their small place, so it was better to save themselves the trouble.
In this era of doing business, the most important things are simplicity and practicality. Especially with snacks, theyâre mostly homemade specialties that are clean and hygienic, with plenty of quantity. We donât earn much, just enough to make a living.
But even so, we canât allow people to insult us like this.
Yang Men carried herself with a city dwellerâs sense of superiority towards rural places; Yang Tao always knew this because Yang Men used to flaunt her city status while disdaining others around her. However, she didnât expect Yang Men to shout it publicly like this.
Facing the cold stares of the surrounding vendors, she felt extremely embarrassed. She wanted to pull Jiaojiao away, not wanting her to be subjected to these scornful looks.
But Ruan Jiaojiao wasnât afraid. She had been adored by adults from a young age, and it wasnât fake. She was young and had a sweet, cute appearanceâlooking more like she should be in elementary schoolâwhich made her particularly tender amidst a group of high school students.
Her small mouth was sweet, and her soft voice instantly softened a nearby vendorâs gaze.
"Auntie, I want this. How much is it?" Ruan Jiaojiao pointed at the sugar-oil cake, which was sweet and fragrant in the oil pan. She sniffed it with a smack of her lips, showing her greedy expression.
To the vendor, her little appearance affirmed her craftsmanship, and her sweet voice brought a spontaneous smile to her face: "Do you want to try, little girl? Itâs ten cents for twoâtheyâre sweet and sticky and definitely delicious. If theyâre not tasty, Auntie wonât charge you."
Ruan Jiaojiao turned to ask the person behind her: "Brother, do you want some?"
"Jiaojiao, you buy them yourself. Weâre going to buy fried cold noodles ahead," Ruan Lei said, as boys tend to be naturally uninterested in sweet, sticky things.
Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, turned to the vendor, and said: "Then Auntie, I want four." She and Yang Tao would have two each.
"Alright." The owner glanced at the obedient and cute Ruan Jiaojiao, directly scooped out five, saying, "There are five of you, Auntie will give you one extra, so you can each have one."
"Thank you, Auntie." Ruan Jiaojiao said with a smile because the sugar-oil cakes were hot and couldnât be wrapped in paperâshe could only use a bamboo stick to hold them. For others, the vendor skewered two on one stick, but for Ruan Jiaojiao, she skewered five sticks.
The vendor served one after another, leaving Yang Men as the only one without one at the end.
Needless to say, Yang Menâs face was very upset when she was left out in the end. Ruan Jiaojiao pinched the one in her hand, then looked at Yang Menâs unpleasant face, weighing her chances of it being slapped away if she handed it over. She chose not to play the good Samaritan and ate hers fragrantly.
"I didnât expect that it would taste quite good." Ruan Lei devoured it in a few bites, thinking it would taste bad because of its gooey texture; surprisingly, it was quite alright.
"Of course, young man, weâve been doing this craft for over ten yearsâno oneâs ever said it tasted bad after trying it." The owner laughed heartily upon hearing this, her tone full of pride.
Finally, Ruan Lei bought four more and shared them with Lu Zishu. As for Yang Men, he acted like he didnât notice her longing looksâafter all, she despised their small place, so it was better to save themselves the trouble.