Chapter 178 Making Money Can't Stop

Zhang Qing'er calmed down and processed the news. Surprisingly, she was neither surprised nor saddened. The high fever she had almost died a few days ago seemed like a distant memory.

"Sister Yue Sha, do you have any other ideas?"

Zhang Qing'er asked with great interest, "Lin Qian just slipped away like that, and I'm not very satisfied."

"Of course, Lin Qian has run away and is free of any trouble, but we can't let him go so easily."

Upon learning that Zhang Qing'er had no expectations of Lin Qian and that the two families could no longer have any connection, Lin Yuesha immediately devised a series of schemes.

"Let's find a way to wake Qingdai up and get her to chase after them!"

If Qingdai could appease Lin Qian once, she might do it again. Even if Qingdai couldn't, she would still have to get revenge on Lin Qian.

Why not let the two of them fight like dogs and become enemies, while we remain on the sidelines and watch from the sidelines?

If the story ended here, it would be too unsatisfying.

Qingdai is no pushover; she might just surprise you all.

The wicked will be punished by the wicked; Lin Qian must not be allowed to get away with this.

"That's a great idea, Moon Saguru, how did you even develop that brain!"

Zhang Qing'er clapped her hands and cheered. Lin Yuesha's tricks kept coming up one after another. No wonder she was able to return safely from Xuan Yao's clutches.

Zhang Qing'er was very envious of this.

"Hehe, it's all thanks to my older brother's guidance."

The kind-hearted stepbrother took the blame again, and Lin Yuesha smiled modestly.

Jiang Baozhu gave him a puzzled look. Zhang Jing had said that Xiao Qi was the kindest person, how could he be so cunning? Maybe the little girl was just talking nonsense!

Lin Yuesha didn't care that she had been seen through, and made a face at Jiang Baozhu.

The rest was much simpler. The waiter went upstairs to call Qingdai for breakfast, but then said with annoyance, "Oh dear, look at my bad memory. The young master said not to call you and to let you rest first."

Inside the room, clothes and bundles were all gone. Lin Qian left without telling the shopkeeper to call him back, and Qingdai quickly understood the meaning behind his words.

You slept with her and now you want to disappear?

Qingdai wasn't stupid. She stole the Lin family's ancestral medical book. If Lin Qian didn't marry her, she had no choice but to publish the contents of the medical book.

The Lin family's secret, which has been kept secret for generations, ends here.

Qingdai calmly washed up, ate some steamed buns, and then had the waiter take her to the carriage shop, following Lin Qian all the way.

Zhang Qing'er watched the whole thing and sighed deeply. Her mother always said she was a bit dim-witted, and now it seemed she really was.

Having dealt with Lin Qian, Zhang Qing'er recovered completely. She pulled Lin Yuesha and Jiang Baozhu aside and told them that she would eat less these few days to save room for the Lantern Festival, so she could eat her way through the entire food street.

"Are there really that many people coming to the Lantern Festival?"

Neither she nor the original owner had ever visited a lantern festival, so Lin Yuesha was really looking forward to it.

However, her expectations differed from Zhang Qing'er's. She planned to make some snacks and get rich during the Lantern Festival. Making money was something she couldn't stop doing.

"Of course, the streets were packed with people."

Zhang Qing'er couldn't describe the grand occasion and looked to Jiang Baozhu for help.

"In the northern lands at night, there are very few people on the streets, and you would think that it is a barbaric and desolate place."

On the Lantern Festival, the scene was unprecedented, with all the people in the city leaving their homes, making it a major event in the north.

"Yes, yes, it's even more lively than the lantern festival in Kyoto."

Zhang Qing'er added that with people crowding together, a stampede might have occurred if people hadn't been careful.

"That's great."

A large number of people means a lot of customer traffic, which is a good time to do business!

People stay home during the winter, and many shops remain closed, so the business of selling spiced melon seeds and roasted peanuts has come to a standstill.

Having had no income for the past few days, Lin Yuesha felt uneasy. She suddenly realized that making money could be addictive.

Although they had been swindled out of a lot of money by Xuan Yao, the source of the money was unclear, and it wasn't a long-term business. Their family still needed a stable livelihood.

What kinds of snacks sell well during the Lantern Festival?

Lin Yuesha touched her chin. It was cold, and some food would get cold quickly, so she had to make something warm.

For example, there are rice noodles, noodles, wontons, and steamed buns. However, there will inevitably be many such stalls, and with so many competing for business, it's difficult for any stall to stand out.

"Sister Yue Sha, what would you like to do?"

Zhang Qing'er's eyes lit up; thinking of the hot and sour noodles she had last time, her mouth watered.

"Whether it's steamed buns, twisted rolls, or anything else, they get cold quickly and make your stomach hurt. It's better to make that hot and sour noodles from last time, add different toppings, and you can sweat after eating a bowl. It's perfect for cold weather."

Zhang Qing'er is an expert on food and speaks about it with great expertise.

Also, she actually thinks chicken soup porridge is also good, but the flavor is a bit bland, which is suitable for people who are recovering from a serious illness.

“That’s right, let’s make hot and sour noodles.”

Making hot and sour rice noodles requires no special skills, and Mr. Chen can quickly get started. The added ingredients, such as pickled cowpeas, minced meat, spare ribs, and fish pieces, can all be prepared in advance for customers to choose from.

I must say, Zhang Qing'er's advice was really good.

As for the other snacks, they probably don't do as well as the hot ones.

"Sister Yue Sha, you need to set up the shed and prepare tables, chairs and benches."

The Jiang family's shops are all closed, and the shop assistants have already gone home for the New Year. As for tables and chairs, Jiang Baozhu can lend them to Lin Yuesha to move out of the shop.

"Thank you, Sister Baozhu."

Lin Yuesha rubbed her hands together. Indeed, the carpenters hadn't been working, and it wasn't easy to finish in the last few days. She had originally planned to borrow from her neighbors, but she wasn't sure if they would lend it to her.

After all, those people took advantage of the kind-hearted stepbrother when they came to his door, and never returned the things they lent him.

How can I help?

Zhang Qing'er thought about it carefully. She had many servants at home, but Lin Yuesha didn't need them.

“In that case, you’ll definitely need to make a signboard. I’ll have my dad write one for you and hang it in front of your stall.”

Zhang Qing'er was extremely grateful to Lin Yuesha, thankful to have a sister who would joke around with her. If they were in Kyoto, she wouldn't have been able to pull off her tricks; she would have been betrayed before she could even begin.

"In that case, thank you very much, Sister Qing'er."

The windproof shed is easy to build. You can use rainproof tarpaulin, and put together a few pieces you have at home. It's not a big problem.

"No need to thank me. Just save me a bowl later. I want it with minced meat and pickled cowpeas."

Zhang Qing'er's favorite food is pickled cowpeas, but the servants in her household fail to pickle them properly and just can't get the taste right.

Although she was the daughter of the county magistrate, she couldn't make things difficult for the servants over a few bites of food.

"Those were pickled by my mother. There weren't many fresh vegetables at home in winter, so pickled green beans were a good accompaniment to rice."

Not only the Chen family, but all the people in Chenjia Village pickle several jars every year, take a handful out for breakfast, chop it up and eat it with porridge.

Lin Yuesha was surprised that Zhang Qing'er had a special fondness for pickled cowpeas, and generously offered to give her a small jar.