Chen Dashui thought that he would do his best to support Brother Xian in a while.

My cousin finally managed to pull himself together, we can't let him be crushed again like this.

Chen Xian moved extremely quickly, slicing, seasoning, and mixing in the chili.

The shiny object piqued Da Shui's curiosity, so he put it in his mouth.

Tsk!

Tender, smooth, and bouncy!

tasty!

Without saying a word, he put a mouthful of food in just a few bites.

The onlookers had originally planned to support the business, since the old man looked so pitiful.

Seeing Chen Dashui eating like this, everyone's appetite was whetted.

"Grandpa, give me a bowl."

"Brother, give me a bowl."

The area in front of the stalls immediately became lively.

In no time, more than a dozen bowls were sold.

Chen Erzhu, who was usually stern and unsmiling, suddenly grinned and kept greeting the diners.

"Grandpa, what is this green ingredient? It tastes really unique and delicious."

Chen Xian explained with a smile, "We don't have much chili pepper in stock; we'll sell them all."

Upon hearing this, the customer ordered another bowl.

Chen Xian: "On the first day of business, anyone who buys two bowls will only pay five coins. I won't make a profit; just consider it me making a friend."

Calling him "Grandpa" feels natural now.

"The boss is generous."

They sold out after more than an hour of continuous sales.

There were also onlookers who came over after smelling the aroma. Chen Xian greeted them, "I'm sorry, we didn't prepare much today. We'll definitely increase the supply tomorrow."

After Chen Erzhu finished packing, he prepared to move the items onto the oxcart.

After cleaning up the remaining cold noodles and preparing them, Chen Xian walked up to the man selling sesame cakes and said with a smile, "Uncle, it's our first meeting. I may have interrupted your business. How about you try these leftover cold noodles?"

The man selling sesame seed cakes was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Not at all, thank you, young man."

Taking the bowl, I saw that the noodles were crystal clear and clean; they weren't leftovers at all, but clearly left on purpose.

With a sudden thought, the pancake vendor smiled and said, "You must be hungry after being busy for so long. Here, take these three pancakes."

Chen Xian waved his hand to refuse, but couldn't resist the other party's enthusiasm.

Chen Erzhu didn't take it to heart. "Dad, is it necessary to be so polite?"

Chen Xian shook his head, "We ordinary people at the bottom of society may not be able to help, but it's too easy for us to do bad things. I'm just trying to balance people's hearts a little."

Erzhuzi's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

Chen Dashui clicked his tongue in amazement, "Erzhu, your father is right. The liangpi business is doing well. Regardless of whether it has affected his family's business, everything is subject to comparison. As long as you're human, you're bound to feel uncomfortable."

What surprised Chen Dashui even more was that his cousin, who was clearly an alcoholic, was now incredibly knowledgeable about these worldly matters.

Of course, what surprised him even more was that the other party's acting skills were truly amazing; he could cry on cue, leaving the onlookers completely bewildered.

This world is too complicated; honest people don't make much money.

Indeed, I think I'll just stay home and farm.

Chen Xian sighed, his face full of sorrow.

"I just wanted to sell cold noodles and run a small business, why does the world force me to be a cunning person? I'm so tired."

Chen Dashui: "?"

Chen Erzhu looked complicated. His father's acting was really good today. His father was still the same old father, with that unruly and irresponsible look, which reminded him of his drunken outbursts at any time.

The group then arrived at the grain store.

Chen Xian calculated the money in his hand. He had earned about seventy or eighty coins today. Several diners insisted on giving him a few more coins as a tip.

When they arrived at the grain store, they found that rice and flour had all increased in price by one coin.

Chen Xian remained silent. In a famine, even having enough to eat was not easy.

I bought eight jin of flour, and then bought ten jin of buckwheat flour.

Riding in an oxcart, passing a restaurant, Chen Xian smelled the aroma of meat wafting from inside. He took a deep sniff and made up his mind: within a month, I will make sure the Chen family eats meat every day.

The oxcart moved leisurely along, smoke rose from the village chimneys, children ran around on the land, and under the banyan tree, a villager took off a straw sandal, put it under his bottom, and chatted.

"Brother Xian, you're back from the market."

"I heard they're going to sell food. I wonder how business is?"

Chen Xian's calm demeanor vanished instantly, and he said miserably, "How could I possibly know how to do business? I've been squatting at the market all morning and only sold one item. My Erzhuzi is making a fuss, scolding me for being embarrassing, and saying he'll never go to the market with me again."

Chen Erzhu: "?"

The speaker was Da Cheng's mother. She had sold wild vegetables at the market before, so she knew that small businesses were not easy to run; it was all about waiting for the right time.

Da Cheng's mother chuckled and comforted her, "Small businesses are all like this, just take it slow."

That feels good.

She was initially puzzled as to why they were selling food instead of farming.

Seeing Chen Xian with a long face, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction.

Chen Xian jumped onto the carriage, holding the dog's tail in his mouth, crossed his legs, and lay down on the cart.

Chen Erzhu watched quietly; he had just keenly observed a look of joy on Da Cheng's mother's face.

My heart is heavy with sorrow.

Chen Dashui seemed to be meeting Chen Xian for the first time, lost in thought.

Wasn't this guy supposed to be an alcoholic?

At first, I was a little disgusted with this man. He was in good health and in the prime of his life, yet he didn't farm properly and just stayed at home like a corpse.

Nobody wanted to talk to this family, but Dad insisted that I get to know Xian Ge.

I've made up my mind that I must learn from Brother Xian properly from now on.

There is knowledge to be gained everywhere.

He knew that Da Cheng's mother was a big mouth who loved to gossip.

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