Pampered by my Rough Husband (70s)

Si Yueyue: ???

She started off by having children?

And twins, at that?

Her husband sacrificed himself?

She had been single for thirty years, and then one day, her soul trans...

Chapter 238 Don't Be a Cheapskate (1/2)

Si Yueyue looked at Old Lady Zhao who didn't relax at all and continued to speak: "Mom, don't you believe me?"

"Why do you say that? If I don't believe you, who can I believe? You've made me a lot of money these days."

"Since you believe me, don't worry. I said the guests will come tomorrow, and they will come."

"This..." How can they be the same?

"Don't worry, mother. Second sister-in-law said so. We will definitely be able to sell out tomorrow. What you should worry about is whether there are enough potatoes and seasonings."

"Yes, mother, let's see if there is enough seasoning. If not, we can prepare some more."

Seeing the children like this, Mrs. Zhao felt relieved of her worries. Maybe they will be fine tomorrow?

"Okay, let's take a look at the seasoning."

"Um……"

The next day, Mrs. Zhao followed Si Yueyue's advice and prepared the same amount as yesterday.

I had been worried about her, but after she came to the place where the stall was set up, all my worries were swept away.

At this moment, Zhang Huifang was talking to a group of people, and from time to time she would look towards where Old Lady Zhao came from.

After seeing the people, she immediately came forward to greet them. Many people wanted to eat quickly and helped push the carts.

After everything was ready, Zhang Huifang immediately urged Zhao Lao Niang to start frying potatoes.

"Sister-in-law, hurry up, what are you waiting for? We have been waiting for a while."

"Oh, oh, I'll start frying the potatoes right away." After saying that, Mrs. Zhao started frying the potatoes.

Zhang Huifang was beside her, talking about what she had just heard from everyone.

"Sister-in-law, everyone says that our wolf-tooth potatoes are delicious, but the ones from that restaurant don't have enough seasoning and they're not cooked well."

The people waiting in front of him nodded when they heard this: "Yes, sister, you don't know, my grandson ate those undercooked potatoes yesterday and had a stomachache in the middle of the night."

"I don't dare to buy from them anymore. They sell things that they don't even cook well. Isn't that harming people?"

"Well, I told you not to be so cheap. I didn't buy it from there yesterday. I knew it didn't taste good from a distance."

"Yeah, I couldn't smell anything, and I was reluctant to add oil. I was reluctant to change the pot even after the oil turned black."

"The rice cooked by the aunt is still the best. It smells good and looks appetizing. Most importantly, it is very oily and not like the ones they sell to us when the rice is burnt."

Old Lady Zhao was watching over the pot, looking from afar at the place where the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had set up their stall yesterday: "Why didn't I see them setting up their stall today?"

"Well, they made someone's grandson sick yesterday, and they can let them go? I reported them directly, but the police wouldn't let them do it."

"That's right. They gave my eldest grandson a stomachache yesterday. I went straight to their house this morning to ask for compensation."

"They didn't want to, so my son reported it to the police."

The person beside him nodded and said, "Your son handled it right. We can't let them continue to sell such harmful products, otherwise we will be the ones who suffer."

Some people curled their lips when they heard this, and muttered in their hearts, if you weren't greedy for petty gains, who would have brought disaster upon you?

Alas, it was them who didn’t think of taking advantage of the situation and not having to eat undercooked potatoes or burnt potatoes…

After this incident, even if a new fried potato stall appeared, it would not affect the business of Zhao Laoniang's stall.

The amount of potatoes sold each day will not fluctuate much, and the money earned each day is the same.

A month later, Mrs. Zhao happily asked Lei Yu to write a letter to tell Father Lei and the others about her earning experience.

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Lei family.

After receiving the letter, Lei Qingyao quickly ran to the field to find her busy grandfather.

"Grandpa, Grandpa..."