Early the next day, Ji Wan'er woke up at the Mao hour (the hour of the rabbit, around 5 a.m. to 7 a.m.).
In this era, there was no entertainment at night, not even a glimmer of light. People went to bed early every night. Sleeping early meant waking up early as well.
In her previous life, Ji Wan'er would never wake up so early. It was extremely painful for her. But now, she felt no discomfort at all.
After getting up, she went to make tofu nao and braised food.
Because they sold well yesterday and there wasn't enough left at the end, Ji Wan'er made some more.
Yun Shuang and Zi An also woke up early.
Especially Yun Shuang, she woke up even earlier than Ji Wan'er. As soon as she heard Ji Wan'er opening the door, she immediately ran out and gathered around her, helping her with the work.
"Yun Shuang, you don't have to get up so early. Get some more sleep."
"I'm already fully rested."
In order to sell the food earlier, Ji Wan'er worked very quickly.
When everything was ready to be loaded onto the cart, Ji Wan'er put four soybean pancake on a plate and went to the study.
"Husband, Yun Shuang, and Zi An, we're going out and might not be back at any specific time. If you're hungry, just eat the pancakes. If you're still not full, I'll make more when I come back."
Xiao Qingming first glanced at the delicious soybean pancake, then looked at Ji Wan'er.
Going out? Where are you going?
Xiao Qingming's mind was filled with this question.
Soon, he realized that he was curious about Ji Wan'er's whereabouts. He quickly collected his thoughts, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the book in front of him.
"Oh, I see."
His voice was rather cold, indicating that he didn't care much.
Xiao Qingming had always treated her this way, and Ji Wan'er didn't feel anything wrong about it. She put down the plate and left the study.
After Ji Wan'er and the other two left home, Xiao Qingming's gaze shifted towards the doorway.
She had started going out again in the past few days, and he didn't know what she was up to.
Ji Wan'er had no idea that Xiao Qingming was watching her. As the three of them left, they were talking and laughing happily.
At this time, it was still early in the morning, and there were hardly any people in the village. It wasn't because nobody was awake, but rather the early risers had already gone to work in the fields, while the late risers hadn't left their homes yet.
Today, going to the town felt less nervous and more hopeful than yesterday.
On the way, Ji Wan'er gave Yun Shuang and Zi An each a small pancake. She wasn't particularly hungry herself, but she didn't want the children to go hungry. After all, they were still growing, and it wouldn't be good if they were hungry.
Just as they had set up the stall, someone approached them.
Because tofu nao was quite novel, two or three people gathered around Ji Wan'er to inquire about it.
After a while, the middle-aged man from yesterday also came over. Seeing that the people in front were only inquiring and not buying, he said, "Hurry up, give me a bowl first."
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