Draining the Scumbag Father and Stepmother: The Capital Heiress Joins the Army on the Island

Jiang Yan, the daughter of the richest man in the country, sat on hundreds of billions of assets. Her daily routine involved living off her parents, slacking off, and endlessly shopping. One day, w...

Chapter 897 I Don’t Believe It

Some of the people who tasted it were reluctant to buy and left, while others hesitated for a long time but decided to buy it back to try.

As the first customer, Miao Xiuying also gave her two spoonfuls of stewed soup, "Big sister, you can use this stewed soup to soak rice or steamed buns, it is very delicious. If you like it, come again next time."

The old man smiled and finally didn't seem so sarcastic anymore.

"If it's delicious, I'll come again. Not only will I come here, I'll bring my relatives and friends. Remember what I told you to give me an extra ounce. Don't turn around and deny me."

Miao Xiuying glanced at her and said with a smile: "Big sister, we are doing business with integrity. Everyone has heard it. How can I lie to you? Just bring the person here, and I will give you everything you need."

The old lady then left with peace of mind. A young man came up and asked, "What about us? If we bring someone here, will there be any discount?"

Miao Xiuying said frankly: "Yes, our promotion will only last for about ten days, and there will be no discounts after that."

Are you kidding? You can't keep sending gifts, right? She wants to keep her customer base stable, and she doesn't want to waste it every day.

She is very confident in her own marinade packets. The ones made by other places are not as good as hers. This is unique. She believes that after they buy it for the first time, they will buy it for the second time.

Ten days, if you don’t take advantage of a good deal, you’re a bastard. Ask your friends to buy it tomorrow.

Anyway, it tastes good and is worth it.

Aunt Guihua was cutting and cutting until she was sweating. She seemed to have endless energy. The meat in the bucket was reduced piece by piece, and even the braised dishes were almost sold out.

She felt a little regretful. She should have braised it a little more. It was too fragile.

After more than two hours, Aunt Guihua's braised food was almost gone, even all the soup had been scooped out.

Miao Xiuying looked at the Plum Blossom watch on her wrist and said hello to her, "Guihua, I'm going back now. I need to pack up the stall and go to the market to buy some pig offal.

Just do what I say, how can business be bad? Don't shut up, why do you have to go against money?"

Aunt Guihua also learned some experience. She looked at the bulging bag and smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.

"Okay, I've noticed something. You can go back soon. Thank you for today."

Miao Xiuying said casually: "I am doing a good job in after-sales service, right? We are friends. By the way, I am going to pick Litsea cubeba this afternoon. Are you coming? By the way, I can also dig some bamboo shoots and stew chicken with them."

Aunt Osmanthus nodded, "Then wait for me, I'll call you, I know where to pick these. We can keep each other company and not be bored."

Miao Xiuying nodded, "Okay, I'll go first then."

After saying that, she ran away. Aunt Guihua's neighbor's elder sister saw her and asked curiously, "She is your sister, she is very good at talking. Look at how fast she sells the goods.

It smells so good. Can you cut the remaining half of the pig's ear for me? I'll take it back and let my family try it. By the way, where did you buy the braised food package?"

Aunt Guihua didn't hide it and said frankly, "I got it from my sister. Her daughter-in-law made it. It smells so good."

The woman also had a plan in mind. She continued to ask, "Can I buy it? I also want to try selling stewed food. Don't worry, I won't steal your business. I'll sell it on other streets and we can make money together. What do you think?"

Aunt Guihua was also a smart person. She didn't agree immediately. Instead, she said awkwardly, "Wait for me to go back and ask. I'll tell you tomorrow. I don't know whether it can be taken out or not. This is an ancestral recipe."

The woman grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to her. "Thank you for your help. I see your sister is easy to get along with. She helps you make money. You are so lucky."

Aunt Guihua smiled so hard that her teeth were showing. "Isn't this my luck?"

She felt extremely lucky. She had always been on good terms with Miao Xiuying, so it didn't matter who she sold the marinade package to.

Miao Xiuying also looked down on those trivial things. People in the alley said that she was making money by going against her conscience. Bah, she was jealous of others' good business.

Anyone who wants to earn as much as she does would have to hold his chin high up in the air. She is just talented and was born to do this.

As long as you do business, you will make a lot of money. It’s useless to envy you. You only earn the money for your hard work.

She plans to buy more pork offal and vegetables and drag the cart around tomorrow. Is she still afraid of not making any profit?

She also needs to let her children see that although she is old, she is not without the ability to make money.

If you have money, you won't be worried and your children will be more filial. If you don't have any, even dogs will stay away from you. It's very realistic.

After selling the last one, she patted the red envelope, afraid that someone else would steal it, and hurried home.

As soon as we got to the entrance of the alley, we were stopped by Aunt Li, "Aunt Guihua, why are you back so soon? Have you sold out all the food? Oh, the business is so good, let us take a look."

As she yelled, the other aunts looked over, stopped what they were doing, and asked in unison, "Guihua, how was the income? I saw you went there early in the morning, but you didn't sell out and came back late? How are you going to explain this to me?"

I told you to stop struggling, but you still didn’t believe me. Your children all have jobs, but you can’t even enjoy happiness. What a miserable life you have.”

"If you can't sell all of them, just give us a discount. We are neighbors, so we can let you suffer a loss. We can help you digest it."

With quick eyes and hands, he lifted the lid and saw that all the soup had been scooped out, his eyes full of disbelief.

His voice also stuttered, "All... all sold out?"

No way, is business really that good? We are all sitting here just to wait for Aunt Guihua to come back and see her make a fool of herself.

As a result, instead of seeing the joke, these people were slapped in the face. They are the clowns.

Aunt Li had the worst look on her face. She was the typical type who hated people for what they had and laughed at people for what they had not.

We are all housewives. Why do you have to stand out? The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

She blamed everything on Miao Xiuying, saying it was all her fault. If she hadn't led the way, would Aunt Guihua have thought of this?

I didn’t expect that I would be as poor as them. I am also richer than them. What should I do?

Most of them complimented her, "Sister Guihua, your business is pretty good. It looks like you're selling well. Are the Lu's marinade bags really that good? I want to buy some and try them too. I'll go to the school across the street so I don't have to squeeze in with you."

"I'm eager to try this. After sending my kids to school, I have nothing else to do. This is a good way to earn money. If the business is good, I can make more money than working in a factory."

Aunt Li snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Don't be brainwashed by her. I'm afraid that the things in her bucket were thrown to Miao Xiuying. Otherwise, why hasn't Miao Xiuying come back to help her sell them?

If business was so good, she would have been so happy a long time ago, and there would be no need to look so gloomy. You don't have to be embarrassed, we won't laugh at you.

However, it is better to sit at home and show up in public than to do so. We are all blessed old ladies. Only those with bad luck think of running around.

Being a factory worker is the most glorious thing. To be a self-employed person, to put it bluntly, that is called a profiteer. Do you want to bring shame to your ancestors? "

What you say is too serious and makes people feel uncomfortable.