readytorunbook Chapter 250 Shop
Chapter 250 Shop
The next day she and I went to buy some pots, pans, and utensils. I hadn't decided what to sell, but after walking around the street, I had an idea.
After I got back, I asked Xiao Wei, "What do you think? Can I open a dessert shop? I can also sell some drinks. I don't need a lot of varieties, as long as they are delicious. I don't need a lot of quantities either, and I can close the shop after I sell out."
Xiao Wei nodded and said, "Sure! I see there are no dessert shops, teahouses or wine shops on this street! If you want to drink something, you have to go to the teahouse over there, but the prices in the teahouse are expensive, how can there be so many drinks that you can afford. I think it's okay!"
So we bought some raw materials and firecrackers, asked someone to urgently make a simple plaque, and prepared for two days. On the morning of the third day, we opened the door, hung up the firecrackers, lit the firecrackers with a crackling sound, and opened the door in a lively manner.
There were a lot of people watching the fun, and because the price was not high, there were also a lot of people buying.
"Sister, this 'sweet water' in your 'Sweet Shop' is really delicious!" A teenage boy started chatting with Xiao Wei.
Xiao Wei smiled at him: "That's right! My sister made it herself, it's an exclusive secret recipe that has been passed down for several generations!"
The boy was probably so stunned by her smile that he couldn't hear what she said at all.
"Although it tastes good, the name is too ordinary. After all, it was given by a woman with no literary talent! If you make money, why not ask a scholar like me to modify it for you? I guarantee you will sell more!" Another man in a greasy gown, who looked like a down-and-out scholar, said sourly while sipping the sweet drink.
I smiled and said, "It's a small business, and a cheap name is easy to remember. As long as it tastes good, it's fine."
"Long hair but short knowledge! Short-sighted!" He shook his head helplessly, picked up a mooncake and took a bite, and exclaimed in surprise: "It's sweet and sour, with a hint of tea fragrance! This cake is really only in heaven, how can we get to taste it on earth! Such a delicious cake is actually just called 'sweet cookie', oh, what a waste of heaven's gift!"
I saw that he was still nagging, smiling but not saying anything. The little sweet biscuits you eat are made of oolong tea residues soaked in the little sweet water you drink, plus raisins. I don't know who is ignorant, a grape oolong mooncake and a cup of peach oolong tea make you nag so much.
"Enough, enough, Mr. Jiang, you're being so sour here. My 'little sweet cake' isn't sweet anymore! Can't you stop eating it?!" a fat lady next to him shouted. Mr. Jiang looked back at her, shrank his neck and kept quiet.
"Sister, don't listen to him! He failed the exams many times, lost all his family property and owed debts, so he fled here and usually teaches some children. He doesn't have the literary talent he said! You just got here, so if there is anything you don't know, just ask me. My maiden name is Gao, and Gao the butcher is my brother. My family sells beef patties and mutton soup next to his house. You can try it when you are free. I'll give you a cheaper price!" The fat aunt smiled at me.
My heart moved, this must be Chuntao's aunt.
I don’t know whether Chuntao and Mazi have married at this time. If they have, then I can know more clearly where the timeline is.
So I walked over to her side, refilled her glass of sweet water, and replied with a smile: "Thank you, sister! I'm new here and I'm not familiar with this area. I see that you're kind and beautiful, so please take care of me. Do you have any reliable brothers or nephews in your family who can be introduced to my sister?"
Aunt Gao came closer to me and said, "Look, you don't look that old when I look at you from a closer look! I thought you were about the same age as me! You have to call me aunt. My family and my brother's family both have only one daughter, my daughter's name is Xia He and my brother's daughter's name is Chun Tao. Chun Tao is already engaged to that pockmarked man from Huichun Hall and they are about to get married. My daughter Xia He is the same as your daughter, she still hasn't found a daughter yet, and I'm worried! There's no good young man to introduce her to!"
Not married yet.
Xuanxuan’s wine shop hasn’t opened yet.
I had a rough idea in my mind, so I comforted her casually: "Don't worry, don't worry, fate is destined, Xia He's blessing is yet to come!"
Aunt Gao was delighted and bought a few more small sweet cakes, saying with a smile: "Look at this mouth! It's as sweet as the cakes and drinks it sells! If your business is not good, who will be good?!"
I took the money and handed her a bag of sweet cakes with a smile, but thought to myself, it's good enough, the business is too good and Xiaowei and I can't handle it.
Just after noon, the food and drinks prepared were almost sold out.
Xiaowei and I hung up a closing sign outside.
I remembered the silent promise I made to Xuan before I left, so I turned around to get a pen and paper so that I could write him a letter.
I picked up the pen but didn't know what to write. Should I just tell him to come here, or should I just give him some vague fragments of information?
Thinking of the fact that I had been eating his food for five years, I still couldn't bear to give him useless information. But I was also afraid that directly telling him that he came to Qingshui Town would change the timeline too early and cause trouble again, so I compromised and drew a spirit stone.
Anyway, there are so many spirit stones in the world, and Mr. Spirit Stone in Qingshui Town is not world-famous, so he may not come here right away.
There was a phoenix flower painted on the envelope. I found a place that could send Feishu letters to Xuan according to the address of Wushen Mountain that I remembered.
I counted the money I earned in the morning and felt that I wouldn't have to worry about running out of money in the future. At least I could have enough food and clothing.
I seem to have told someone before that I wanted to open a dessert shop.
As people get older, their brains start to work worse. They feel groggy and can’t remember anything.
I sorted the money and put it in the cash box. Now it was really open, but it was just like that. Prepare the ingredients, make tea, knead the dough, make the cakes, pour the tea, pack the cakes, collect the money, chat and laugh with people, and close the shop in the afternoon.
Before long, the business of my small sweet shop started to improve.
I still only prepare that much. Too much money won't hurt, but making too many cakes will make my hands tired.
Those who came late ended up empty-handed, and only then did they realize that the goods in my shop are rare and in limited supply.
Now, when I got up early to buy ingredients, there were people queuing up in front of my store.
Occasionally, there are people with bad tempers who curse me in a variety of ways to keep me in suspense, but I ignore them and let them curse outside.
Anyway, he kept scolding me, and it was just a waste of time and energy and he got thirsty quickly. But he couldn't drink the sweet water in my shop, which was even more of a torture.
My neighbors, who usually receive gifts from me all the time, are very loyal and helped me to stop them by speaking out.
Life went on like this. There was no wealth or power, and no thugs came to collect protection fees. Overall, it was peaceful.
But Wen Xiaoliu, who had said she would come to visit, never came.
Sometimes I couldn't help but want to go to Huichuntang to take a look, but when I thought of Ye Shiqi's calm and relaxed look, I couldn't bear to disrupt his peaceful life, so I had to endure it.
Early in the morning that day, I heard crackling noises outside, as if someone was setting off firecrackers.
I opened the door and saw that Xuan's wine shop was open.