Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old Chapter 368 - 368 Heatstroke

Chapter 368 - 368 Heatstroke

368 Heatstroke

“I guess it’s fine,” Jiang Yue replied.

She didn’t think that his decision was right, but she also didn’t think that it was wrong. She was neutral in this decision. After all, she did not know anything about his past life.

After a while, Jiang Yue changed the topic. “Didn’t Sifu say that Doctor Shen would have the saltpeter arrive at the clinic tomorrow? Then let’s go to town tomorrow.”

“Okay.” Xue Yan agreed since he had nothing else to do.

The next day was the sixth day of the sixth month. After Jiang Yue and the others arrived in town, they first went to the backyard of Shen’s Medical Hall to get the shade and other things to set up a stall. Although the door of the hall was open, Doctor Shen was not around. A runner in the Medical Hall said that someone had invited Doctor Shen for a consultation early in the morning.

The stall was set up. Because of the hot weather, his stall was hotter than other stalls that sold food, so there were fewer people who came to eat rice noodles and liangpi.

It was a trickle of customers.

He knew that it would be a waste to set up four tables recently, so Xue Sifu only set up two tables these few days. Even so, they were not full.

At this moment, there was only one person sitting there eating liangpi. He ate in big mouthfuls and wiped his sweat at the same time.

The other table was naturally empty.

Xue Sifu was so bored that he sat on the small folding stool like Jiang Yue and Xue Yan, looking at each other and then at him.

“What do you guys think?” Xue Sifu was still so free that he shook his legs, looking a little sloppy. “Do you think we sell thirty bowls today?”

“Twenty bowls.” Jiang Yue said honestly.

Xue Yan nodded, indicating that he was expecting at most 20 bowls to be sold today.

“It’s all because of this d*mn weather. It’s too hot. Last year, it was this hot for two months. This isn’t even the hottest time yet. In a few days, it’ll be the sweatiest days of our lives. People can really get heatstroke from the heat. When the time comes, you’ll feel like you’re dying from the heat.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a woman carrying a basket, wiping the sweat on her face with a handkerchief as she hurried over.

Xue Sifu’s face immediately broke into a smile as he stood up, “h.e.l.lo, do you want to eat cold rice noodles or liangpi?”

“I don’t want to eat anything.” The woman looked like she was about to die from the heat. She even used her handkerchief as a fan to fan herself.

“I want to know if you directly sell the noodles or liangpi.

“If you want to sell it, sell some to me and I’ll go home to make it myself. My men and children all like to eat your rice noodles, but the weather is too hot and your stall isn’t at the right place, so we haven’t been coming over.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yue and Xue Yan looked at each other.

“Yes, I’m selling it.” Xue Sifu laughed and said, “The dried rice noodles cost 25 coins per 500 grams. How much do you want?”

“How long can these rice noodles last?”

“I’ve tried it at home. If it’s hot, it can be kept for at least half a month without going bad. It must be completely dry. If it’s cold, it’ll be easy to get wet, so it naturally can’t be kept for that long.”

“Can it really last that long? Alright, give me two kilograms.”

“Alright!” Xue Sifu immediately replied. “I’ll pack it all for you in a bag to take it home. Here you go. It’s a total of one hundred and twenty-five coins.”

The woman took the big paper bag and opened it. She shook it in her hand to make sure it was two kilograms of dry rice noodles before she counted the money from her purse. “Here, here’s your money.”

“Thank you for your patronage. If you want to buy more, come again!” Xue Sifu shouted.

Before the lady left, the uncle who was eating liangpi turned around and said, “You’re even selling the rice noodles dry? You should have said so earlier!”