"That little vixen, she's wearing a short skirt today and her butt is showing! The way she's wiggling her butt is just like those prostitutes in the alleys, no wonder everyone's flocking to her!"

After visiting Jiang Qiaoqiao, Aunt Zhao returned to her stall, grumbling and cursing.

"The world is going to the dogs! It's really going to the dogs! In the old days, a shameless woman like this would have been thrown into a pig cage and drowned!"

Pooh!"

As Aunt Zhao spoke, she spat to the side in dissatisfaction.

Just then, Jiang Qiaoqiao was packing up her stall and passed by their stall.

Aunt Zhao almost spat on Jiang Qiaoqiao.

Now, Zhou Yang's pent-up anger, which had been building up since Aunt Zhao took his stall that morning, finally erupted.

"Old woman, don't you have any public decency? You spat on someone and you didn't see it?"

Aunt Zhao immediately put her hands on her hips and spat at Jiang Qiaoqiao again, "Pah! So what if I spat on her? Shameless! In broad daylight, wearing a skirt that barely covers her buttocks, it's indecent! It's only because she was born in a good era that she wasn't thrown into a pig cage..."

The more Aunt Zhao cursed, the dirtier it became.

Even Zhou Yang, a young man, blushed as he heard the words she used to curse.

"you……"

He was so angry at Aunt Zhao's scolding that he had no chance to fight back and just wanted to hit her.

Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced at the pants on their stall that had barely sold, then stopped Zhou Yang and calmly waited for Aunt Zhao to finish her tirade.

More and more people gathered around to watch the spectacle.

Seeing that Jiang Qiao remained silent, Zhao Da Niang became increasingly smug, like a victorious rooster.

Only Zheng Yulan looked embarrassed under the pointing and whispering gazes of the crowd.

She tugged at Aunt Zhao's clothes several times, but Aunt Zhao ignored her.

Finally, they waited until Aunt Zhao was tired of cursing and stopped to catch her breath.

"Clap clap clap!"

Amidst the stunned silence of the crowd, Jiang Qiaoqiao's crisp clapping could be heard.

Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at Aunt Zhao with a smile, "Aunt Zhao, you are really vigorous for your age. With your fighting power, I'm afraid no one on the whole street can out-argue you."

"Of course!" Aunt Zhao said without any shame, glancing at Jiang Qiaoqiao. "I could scold ten vixens like you by myself!"

Jiang Qiaoqiao wasn't angry at all. "Yes, you have the ability. I respect you as an elder. You took my stall, and I won't hold it against you. You spat on me and even started interfering with my clothing choices and scolding me. I don't blame you for that either."

only……"

Jiang Qiaoqiao paused for a moment, then continued, "You're so good at cursing people, if I were a customer, I wouldn't dare buy your clothes. I'm afraid that after spending money, I might offend you and get a scolding!"

As soon as Jiang Qiaoqiao finished speaking, someone in the crowd immediately echoed her.

"I wouldn't dare buy from this old woman either; her cursing is terrifying."

“I was too embarrassed to tell anyone before, but when I first came here today, I thought this stall still belonged to Qiaoqiao. I looked at the pants, but didn’t buy anything. When I left, she was cursing me behind my back for a long time.”

"What kind of person is she? What does it matter to her whether Qiaoqiao's skirt is long or short? Women don't bind their feet anymore, but she's still binding her head!"

"Let's go, let's go. Don't stay here and watch. If you offend her, you'll get a scolding for nothing."

"Yes, yes, yes. If we see her stall in the market again, we should avoid it. We can't afford to mess with that kind of shrew!"

...

As they talked, the crowd hurriedly dispersed, afraid that if they were a little slow, they would be scolded by Aunt Zhao.

Those who witnessed the spectacle today, after returning home, spread the word about Aunt Zhao's ferocity to their neighbors.

The county town was so small that within a day, the news that there was a particularly fierce old woman selling clothes in the market spread throughout most of the county.

The next day, when Aunt Zhao went to the market to set up her stall again, not even flies dared to fly over her stall.

When Zhou Yang followed Jiang Qiaoqiao out of the market, his eyes were filled with admiration as he looked at her.

Jiang Qiaoqiao found his gaze somewhat amusing. "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

"Sis, I don't think it's that bad!" Zhou Yang said excitedly. "You stopped me from dealing with that old woman earlier, and I was still quite angry about it."

Now I understand that taking action is always the worst approach. Your method, using minimal effort to achieve maximum effect, and convincing everyone with just a few words to stop them from buying the old woman's clothes, is the best approach ever.”

Jiang Qiaoqiao nodded with satisfaction, "It's good that you understand. So in the future, don't just think about using brute force to solve problems. You have to grasp your opponent's weak point and strike decisively, hitting the nail on the head."

*

Jiang Yiran benefited from being reborn, and the preparations for the supermarket's opening were exactly the same as when she opened her first supermarket in the county town in her previous life.

Jiang Yiran also hired a lion dance team in advance. While performing the lion dance, they beat drums and gongs to spread the word throughout the city that the supermarket would open the next day and that customers would receive free rice with their purchases.

On the day the supermarket opened, a long line had already formed outside early in the morning.

After Jiang Qiaoqiao finished packing, she asked Zhou Yang and Zhou Ling'er, "Yangyang, Ling'er, do you want to come with me to the newly opened supermarket to join in the fun?"

Zhou Yang: "Sis, are we not setting up a stall today?"

He not only didn't want to go to that supermarket to join the crowd, but he also didn't want Jiang Qiaoqiao to go.

When that woman invited Sister Qiao yesterday, she acted all high and mighty, like she was some kind of arrogant and domineering person. If she had actually gone, that woman would have been so cocky that she would have ridiculed Sister Qiao.

Besides, if they set up their stall for one less day, they will sell fewer clothes and earn less money, which is not worthwhile at all!

"Look outside," Jiang Qiaoqiao pointed to the gate of the residential compound for Zhou Yang. "Isn't everyone heading towards the supermarket? The supermarket is giving away free rice, and everyone's going to get their rice at this time. Who's going to go to the market? We can't sell anything at our stall, so we might as well go and get some rice. It's a fool not to take advantage of a bargain, right?"

As Jiang Qiaoqiao spoke, she patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder with a meaningful expression.

Zhou Yang: ...

You don't seem like the type to take advantage of others!

Before Zhou Yang could finish speaking, Zhou Ling'er opened her big eyes and pitifully tugged at his clothes, "Brother, Ling'er wants to go."

Children love excitement.

She has been in the hospital treating her leg for almost a month now and hasn't left the house.

Jiang Qiaoqiao rubbed Zhou Ling'er's head and said, "Okay, I'll take you!"

“I’ll go with you.” As soon as Jiang Qiaoqiao finished speaking, Huo Beixiao’s deep and cold voice rang out from behind her.

Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at Huo Beixiao with some surprise, "Your back..."

He twisted his back, and the doctor told him to rest for a week. This is only the fourth day.

"It's all fine now. I asked Xu Yizhou and he said that as long as you don't use too much force, it'll be okay."

“Okay, let’s go together.” Jiang Qiaoqiao nodded in agreement.

Upon arriving at the supermarket entrance, we could see Jiang Yiran and Qin Haiyang dressed smartly on a makeshift stage, holding megaphones and giving speeches during the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

It has to be said that Jiang Yiran's opening strategy was a perfect copy of the marketing plan she used to run her first supermarket in her previous life.