The moment Qiao Xiaoni grabbed Qiao Lingling, she sensed everything that was on Qiao Xiaoni's mind.

The original owner suffered a lot of bullying from Qiao Lingling, but endured it without telling her family, no wonder she was so arrogant.

"Qiao Xiaoni! If you dare to lay a finger on me today, I'll make Grandma live in your house!" Qiao Lingling threatened. She had witnessed firsthand how unreasonable her grandmother could be.

"So you're using Grandma to threaten me after all that? What a pathetic bunch!" Qiao Xiaoni shoved him away. "If you don't want to look for her, then get out of here!"

Qiao Lingling took several steps back. When had she ever suffered such a loss? Unable to control her temper, she rushed forward to push Qiao Xiaoni, but she tripped and fell flat on her face.

Qiao Dongdong couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he slipped away from the crowd when no one was looking. He didn't want a sister who was so embarrassing!

Qiao Lingling got up from the ground, her hair disheveled, her clothes covered in mud, looking as if she had crawled out of a mud pile—she was utterly disheveled. She looked at her scraped and broken hands.

"Qiao Xiaoni, I will never let you get away with this!"

Qiao Xiaoni crossed her arms and said, "If you've got the guts, come over here now! Let's see why you won't let me go!" She then let out a silvery laugh. The original owner of this body was in good health, unlike her previous body, which was weak and frail, weighing only 90 pounds. A gust of wind could easily blow her away.

She doesn't think she needs to lose weight at all; her current weight is just right, and she has always wanted a slightly plump figure.

Qiao Lingling had already suffered a loss once; how could she let it happen a second time? She knew Qiao Xiaoni was different now, and she couldn't use the old methods to deal with her anymore. She glared at her and said, "We'll see!" Then she turned and left through the gaps in the crowd.

The farce came to an end, but those around it still felt a bit disheartened.

Qiao Xiaoni said to the crowd that had not yet dispersed, "Freshly cooked hot vegetable pancakes, eight cents each, delicious, inexpensive, and filling!"

There aren't many left, so don't miss out!

This loud slogan attracted everyone's attention, especially those who had bought vegetable pancakes yesterday, who gradually started to take out their money to buy more.

Qiao Xiaoni quickly prepared vegetable pancakes for everyone.

Qiao Xiaoshan was busy collecting money on the side.

Su Chenhao smiled, realizing that this little girl was indeed not to be trifled with, a fact he had known since their first meeting.

After a while of work, all the vegetable pancakes were sold out, and even the baskets used to hold them were sold.

I earned about seven yuan, mainly because the basket was quite expensive; I sold it for three yuan.

Qiao Xiaoshan exclaimed, "Our dad's craftsmanship is truly excellent. The baskets are now sturdy and intricately designed, making everyone want to buy them at first glance."

If we could bring more, we could make a lot of money in a day!

"Brother, do you know a saying?" Qiao Xiaoni flicked his forehead.

"What did you say?" Qiao Xiaoshan rubbed his head.

“Things are valued for their scarcity. If we bring a couple more baskets, people will think we have a lot of baskets. Then we won’t be able to sell them for a good price.”

Qiao Xiaoshan seemed to understand but not quite. He thought his sister was very intelligent, always saying things he couldn't comprehend.

Su Chenhao put his hand on Qiao Xiaoshan's shoulder: "You'll understand if you think about it another way. For example, if you take on a job and a lot of people come, won't you pay less? If there are fewer people, the price will actually go up."