Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 137 Becoming a Mistress

I feel lonely on weekdays, so I don’t like to travel alone.

Plus, I wanted to see how much Wang Xiu Lian’s dried mushrooms could sell for.

She sat on the stone steps and sold things with Wang Xiu Lian.

Dried mushrooms don’t look like eggs.

Many people rushed to buy it.

It will take a while to sell out.

Until the beginning of the evening, there was still half a basket of dried mushrooms left on the stall.

If I don’t close the stall now, I’m afraid it will be dark on the way back.

"Let's go, we'll sell it next time and buy some brown rice."

Wang Xiulian put away the dried mushrooms and put the bamboo basket on her back.

The two of them went to the grain store together and each bought two buckets of brown rice and put them in their backpacks.

"Sister Xiu Lian, please accompany me to the Food Street. My son Zhuzi wants to eat the meat buns from Chen's Bun Shop. His father died early and our family is very poor. This delayed my son's marriage. He is already 19 years old and has no money to marry. I feel sorry for him. If he can't marry, he must buy a bun, don't you think?"

Just about to leave the city.

Widow Liu sighed.

With sadness on his face, he said quietly.

Don't be fooled by her pitiful words, she is actually afraid that Wang Xiu Lian will covet her buns.

"It's just a matter of words. Come on, I'll go buy it with you."

Wang Xiu Lian didn't think much about it.

He took Widow Liu and walked towards the Food Street.

The two streets are not far from each other.

I bought the meat buns in just a quarter of an hour.

A meat bun costs five cents.

Widow Liu was heartbroken.

Just as she turned around and was about to leave, she unexpectedly saw a familiar figure standing at the door of a shop ten meters away.

"Sister Xiu Lian, you have good eyesight. Can you see if that man is the second son of the Zhang family?"

Widow Liu pointed forward and said to Wang Xiu Lian.

"Oh, it seems to be true. What is he shouting outside the shop? Let's go and take a look."

The two of them walked towards Jiang's snack shop curiously.

"Take a look, take a look, there are new products in the shop. The sugar water lao is sold in limited quantities every day, first come first served. Come, sir, please come in."

As the two people got closer.

The more they heard Jiang Eryong's hawking voice, the clearer it became.

Until they stood outside Jiang’s snack shop.

They were sure that this was Jiang Eryong.

Widow Liu casually stopped a man who was about to enter the shop to eat and asked, "Excuse me, what are you selling here? Who is the man who was selling just now?"

The man saw that Widow Liu had charming eyes and a gentle voice.

The anger of being stopped by a stranger subsided immediately. He cleared his throat and replied, "Oh, him, he's the waiter of the shop. He sells food here, including grilled sausages, meat patties, potatoes and green bean soup, and sweet soup.

If you want to eat it, you have to come earlier next time, otherwise you won’t be able to buy it. However, their mung bean soup is also very delicious, it’s just one cent more expensive than other places, but it’s much sweeter than other places.”

"What? Waiter? He is actually the waiter of this shop?"

They were both stunned.

Jiang Eryong actually became a waiter.

Another look.

They found Jiang Dahe also busy in the shop.

So these two brothers work together in the shop?

No wonder the Jiang family goes to town every day.

Wang Xiu Lian felt sour in her heart.

Her two sons couldn't even find odd jobs.

Why can Zhang Jinlan's son work as a waiter in a shop?

Don't underestimate the waiter, he is also a low-class person.

But it is much better than casual work.

The monthly wage is at least half a tael, which is not only stable, but basically all shops also provide two meals.

It cannot be blown by the wind or burned by the sun.

If you meet a generous customer, you might even get a tip.

Plus, this shop sells food.

If something can’t be sold, you might have to ask the waiter to take it back.

The two left in a sour mood.

"No wonder Zhang's granddaughter is so plump and white. It's probably because Jiang Dahe and his brothers often bring food back. Did you hear just now that this shop not only sells mung bean soup, but also meat patties. Those are meat patties. Tsk tsk, I don't know how they are so lucky."

Wang Xiu Lian smacked her lips.

Think meatloaf.

She was so greedy.

At home from the Chinese New Year to now.

Never ate meat once.

I thought Zhang's family was so poor, but it turns out that my family is the poor one.

They eat meat patties and mung bean soup all day long.

I can't tell you how happy I am behind the scenes.

"No wonder, Sister Xiu Lian, don't you remember that Zhang Jinlan bought a lot of mung beans in the village a few days ago? She must have bought them for the owner of this shop. Otherwise, why would she buy so much for no reason? I guess she wanted to please the owner, so the owner of the snack shop let Jiang Dahe and his brothers work as waiters in the shop. He is really insidious."

Widow Liu thought she had discovered something extraordinary.

Her eyes widened.

"You are right. Zhang likes to act like a spoiled brat. She is capable of doing such a thing. I was saying that my son couldn't even find a job as a laborer. Her two sons, who can't read or write and are so big and strong, are working as waiters in a shop. If my sons went there, I'm afraid we wouldn't have meat pies to eat either."

Wang Xiu Lian said regretfully.

But she secretly thought that in a few days, she would let her two sons come to the shop in the town to find work.

Maybe some shopkeeper will take a fancy to it.

"Yes, honest people like us are no match for their calculating family. Sister Xiulian, let's go, hurry back, or it will be dark soon."

Widow Liu looked at the sky.

He took Wang Xiu Lian and left.

Both of them are illiterate.

Naturally, he couldn't recognize the five words "Jiang's Snack Shop" on the plaque.

now.

The backyard of Jiang’s snack shop.

Jiang Fubao was holding a crescent-shaped melon and eating it bite by bite while sitting under a peach tree.

My uncle bought it outside the shop at noon.

Five melons for only three cents.

"Is it tasty?"

Seeing her granddaughter eating seriously, Zhang Jinlan asked with a smile.

"It's delicious, so sweet, grandma, are you sold out of the mung bean soup?"

Jiang Fubao raised his head and said sweetly.

The Tangshui Lao Zao was sold out as early as noon.

Many people buy it to eat.

Hot weather.

Hot food is simply unbearable.

The icy cold sugar syrup has become a hot item.

Plus the shop also sells meat patties.

Take a bite of the meat patty and a sip of the sweet soup, and your stomach will be full.

Many shop owners in Baishi Street come here to have lunch.

"It's almost time. There are only ten cups left before they are sold out. What, Fubao wants to go home?"

Zhang Jinlan thought her granddaughter was bored of staying in the shop.

"You are such a naughty girl, you promised me last night, but you actually forgot."

Jiang Fubao pouted.

Because of anger, her already round belly was shaking.

Last night she asked her grandmother to ask for a favor.

There is no one else at home except her.

Everyone was wearing patched clothes.

It was hot, and the linen inner and outer garments were extremely thick.

Even if I sit still, I will sweat all over.

Not to mention, they still have to work.

Jiang Fubao felt heartbroken when he saw this.

She begged her grandmother to buy two sets of thin clothes for each person in the family.

That kind of fabric is more expensive though.

But the shop can make back the profit in two or three days at most.