Just then, the landlord came over to collect the water and electricity bills. Seeing Sheng Jingheng's noble bearing, he knew he was an extraordinary person.

The middle-aged man with the smug look on his face asked, "Who is that person?"

Sheng Yueqing's eyes darted around, "My friend's wealthy relatives are from Kyoto."

She now knows how to promote herself so that these people don't think they are easy to bully just because they are from out of town.

The landlord initially thought that Sheng Yueqing and her husband were just country bumpkins.

But seeing that all the clients she had been in contact with over the past few months were either rich or powerful, she dared not underestimate them.

After all, in this society where power reigns supreme, you can't afford to offend anyone but the powerful and influential.

Some shops, like the ones that opened next to Sheng Yueqing and her group, were in the ironware wholesale business. They chose secluded locations to avoid disturbing others and to save on rent.

At first, they saw that Sheng Yueqing's shop was in such a remote location, yet it always managed to sell its goods, so they wanted to take advantage of it.

But He Yushen was tall and strong, and could crack a wall with a single punch, so he didn't dare to cause trouble.

They would only occasionally make a sarcastic remark, saying that the other people were lucky to meet wealthy guests.

Sometimes they even wanted Sheng Yueqing to help them sell their ironware, to create another sales channel.

But they ask for help verbally without any sincerity. Who would be willing to run errands for them for free?

If we have a good relationship, I'll help.

Given the mediocre relationship and the other party's questionable character, Sheng Yueqing was naturally unwilling to help.

This led to other shops being both jealous and resentful of them.

However, the guests that Sheng Yueqing brought back in the past few months were all very wealthy, and He Yushen went to the dock to move goods every day, so he got to know many big bosses.

Sometimes he would bring a group of guys to the warehouse for a meal.

With so many tall, muscular young men around, the shop owners who wanted to cause trouble gave up their plans.

Sheng Yueqing had long seen through this group of people who bullied the weak and feared the strong, so she took advantage of the holiday to have He Yushen bring a group of muscular friends back for a meal.

Although it costs money to treat someone, they also helped out, so it's a win-win situation.

With such an impressive person as Sheng Jingheng arriving today, the other shopkeepers who peeked out felt envious but dared not tamper with the goods.

He came over with a cheeky grin and asked, "Boss Sheng, who was that person just now?"

Sheng Yueqing carefully put away the large bills and told them frankly, "I'm a big shot in the capital. I'm good friends with his daughter. I'll be visiting his house in a couple of days."

The shifty-eyed shopkeepers were both envious and jealous after hearing this.

"Didn't you say you were from the countryside? How do you know so many important people?"

Sheng Yueqing feigned mystery. "Which family doesn't have one or two important relatives? Your family must have them too, it just depends on whether you can get close enough to them."

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed.

Every family has one or two very wealthy relatives; it just depends on how close you are to them.

People from Kyoto are willing to buy wedding cakes from Sheng Yueqing's shop, and they even gave her 100 yuan, which is a whole 100 yuan cake!

They never received a complete hundred-yuan bill in their business dealings; they always received bills of a few cents or a few yuan.

It's clear that they do have some remarkable relatives.

Now no one dared to offend Sheng Yueqing anymore; they said a few flattering words and went back.

However, a couple who sold pickled vegetable pancakes looked on with resentment.

The proprietress glanced at him disdainfully, "What relatives? I think they're just lovers!"

Her husband agreed, "Exactly. I think that woman attracts so much business by dressing up so extravagantly every day. She's obviously not a respectable person."

The couple were of one mind: "If you ask me, our stuffed pancakes are delicious and cheap, so if not many people are buying them, it's because they've stolen our customers."

The shop owner, with her triangular eyes, suggested, "How about I buy two pretty dresses and use them to attract customers?"

Her fat, stocky husband said with disgust, "With your butt that's as big as a chair, you can't even fit a skirt in."

"If you ask me, we should just learn how to make their wedding cakes, print our own packaging, and sell them."

The triangular-eyed proprietress thought it made sense. "Then how do we secretly learn it?"

"Should we buy one to study? Or go to her house to see it?"

The fat, short man spat at her, "Idiot, of course you should buy it and study it yourself."

Who would make their own product in front of outsiders? Fool!

The shopkeeper with the triangular eyes clicked her tongue and said, "I know, then I'll go buy half to try."

She haphazardly rubbed the flour on her body, and because it was cold and snot was running down her nose, she grabbed a handful and threw it against the wall.

The landlord found it disgusting and suddenly didn't want to eat their pies anymore.

I wouldn't eat it even if it only cost 50 cents.

The triangular-eyed proprietress forced a fake smile as she walked into Sheng Yueqing's shop.

Seeing how tidy her shop was, she thought to herself, "What's with the pretense? She keeps it so clean just to seduce men."

Sheng Yueqing had no liking for this dishonest pickled vegetable pie shop owner.

This person not only loves to take advantage of others, but also has no sense of hygiene.

They don't even wash their hands after finishing their work before they start making stuffed pancakes.

So people who don't know the truth will buy it, while those who do know the truth will find it disgusting.

The triangular-eyed proprietress was furious that Sheng Yueqing didn't greet her.

He spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Oh, you've landed another big order? You're really lucky."

Sheng Yueqing gave a forced smile, "Yes, as long as the shop is clean, business will naturally come to you."

It means they disliked her for being unhygienic.

The triangular-eyed proprietress was furious and wanted to unleash a torrent of abuse, but then she remembered that she had come to learn the craft, so she swallowed her anger and asked insincerely, "Aren't you making pancakes today?"

Sheng Yueqing had already finished making the pancakes, and was just waiting for them to go through the oven a second time to make the crust crispier, so she hummed in agreement, "I won't make any more."

Don't think she doesn't know what this triangular-eyed proprietress is up to.

They usually make pies at night and close the shop so that people won't hear them when they come.

It's broad daylight now, and He Yushen isn't here. She has to mind the shop alone, so she thought she'd save the work for the evening.

Seeing how wary she was, the shopkeeper with the triangular eyes scoffed, "Girl, you're not afraid I'll steal your skills, so you're deliberately not making it, are you?"

Sheng Yueqing scoffed in return, "That's not necessarily true. My wedding cakes are made with high-quality ingredients. Even if you learn how to make them, you'll still have to be willing to spend money to buy the ingredients."

Judging from their stingy manner, it's obvious they're unwilling to spend money on materials.

Once, when Sheng Yueqing went grocery shopping, she saw her deliberately buying rotten vegetable leaves that people were going to throw away to make pickles.

It's only because the customers don't know that, otherwise who would dare to eat it?

When the triangular-eyed proprietress heard her implying that she was poor, she got so angry that her belly swelled up.

"Who do you think you are? You think you're so rich? Who knows how you got all this equipment?"

Sheng Yueqing didn't stand on ceremony when she saw that her mouth was dirty.

"So, what do you want to achieve this through? The key question is, do you even have the ability?"

She grabbed the kitchen knife, her gentle face suddenly turning cold.

"If you dare to cause trouble here, I'll chop you down with one blow, and plenty of people will cover for me."

"You'll die in vain then, and your man can marry someone even younger. Go ahead and try to touch me if you dare!"