It's just not as exaggerated as mathematics.

The teachers now treat Song Qingqing with even more smiles, praising her every day.

This once again made the whole class realize Song Qingqing's status as a student.

The next day, before dawn, Song Qingqing got on her bicycle and went to Old Man Liu's house with Kong Erniu.

When we arrived, Old Liu was leading people to pick vegetables.

Song Qingqing looked at the baskets of freshly picked vegetables and began to scan them one by one with her ability.

"Kid, don't worry, your Grandpa Liu is a decent person."

Old Liu came down from the vegetable garden and saw Song Qingqing staring intently at the vegetables.

I thought Song Qingqing wanted to see if the dishes they gave her were good.

Song Qingqing knew he had misunderstood, so she stopped what she was doing, looked up and smiled, "Grandpa Liu, you've misunderstood. I just thought your dishes were so delicious that I was lost in thought."

From now on, she will come here every day lost in thought, please don't take it for granted.

"Oh, I see. Have you had breakfast yet? Would you like to have some with me?"

Although Old Liu said that, his actions showed great enthusiasm.

Before Song Qingqing could refuse, breakfast was served.

It's plain congee with pickled vegetables and steamed buns.

Unable to refuse Song Qingqing's hospitality, she could only sit down and have a meal with him.

However, her eyes would still occasionally drift towards the vegetable basket.

Old Liu sighed inwardly, but said nothing.

Next, Old Liu discovered that from that day on, Song Qingqing came to check on the vegetables almost every day.

But he didn't say anything bad about his food.

Eventually, he got used to it and stopped paying attention to her thoughts.

"Let me tell you, I've found that the vegetables at the Youth Vegetable Store are fresher and taste better."

The cucumbers looked just like they'd been picked straight from the field.

"Really? I hadn't noticed that yet."

"Go and take a look later. Those cabbages are really straight from the ground, still covered in dew!"

"So fresh? I'll go to the Youth Vegetable Store today."

"I'm going too. If they're all sold out, I won't be able to buy such cheap and fresh vegetables."

"Let's go together!"

"Great! But I still need to call my old girlfriends; I can't let them miss out on this good thing."

"Oh? Then I'll go and invite a few of my old ladies too."

Grandma Shi smiled with satisfaction as she watched the middle-aged woman leave.

Then, carrying her shopping basket, she began searching for her next target.

Grandma Shi wasn't the only one using this kind of shill.

Many elderly women in Songjia Village, who have nothing else to do, are acting as childcare workers in various residential areas.

She announced the latest news from Song Qingqing's vegetable shop to the public.

In Song Qingqing's words, good things should be known to everyone.

So, on the second day after Song Qingqing used her abilities, she began to radiate outwards to several surrounding communities, starting with the Youth Community and the Happiness Community.

There's a long-standing saying that the Youth Vegetable Store and the Happiness Vegetable Store have the freshest vegetables in the whole county.

Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone's life seems pretty ordinary now. But when they learn that all these vegetables look as if they were picked straight from the ground, they are amazed.

They couldn't stop themselves from running this way.

And Song Qingqing's two shops also began to develop in a positive direction.

"Don't push, everyone, there's enough, there's enough."

It was a weekend, and Song Qingqing hadn't even entered the store yet when she heard the unlucky guy's voice.

Looking up, I saw that the youth vegetable store was packed with people, a truly thriving scene.

Turning my head to look at the Moon Vegetable Shop across the street, I saw that it was in a terrible state.

Indeed, in the world of business, it's a zero-sum game; there's no such thing as getting rich together.

The only way to survive is for you to oppress me, and for me to oppress you.

"What's there to be proud of?"

Just then, the manager of Moon Vegetable Shop, standing at the door, shouted these words to the unlucky guy across the street whose business was booming.

Song smiled gently. The owner of this business was already in a hurry after only two days. That was good.

If Heaven wishes to destroy someone, it will first make them go mad!

bring it on!

Their battlefield has begun.

When she returned to Huanle Street, Song Guoqiang made an amazing discovery for her.

"You mean, the owner of these two stores is Tang Wanyue's father?"

Is he supporting these two stores?

"Why?" Song Qingqing stared in surprise, somewhat puzzled.

Tang Wanyue's death had nothing to do with her.

Song Qingyi killed her, but her father didn't go after Song Qingyi. Instead, he went after her. What the hell?

“I’ve also found out about this, and you definitely wouldn’t have guessed it.”

Tang Chuntian and Liu Laosi are cousins.

They used to sell vegetables on Qingnian Road, but business has been bad ever since we opened our vegetable shop.

In addition, we also stole Liu Laosi's supply source.

In addition, Song Qingyi had disappeared, leaving them with no one to take revenge on.

In the end, the only thing left to blame for their daughter's death was you.

Therefore, some shops started operating in opposition to our plans.

In the end, Song Guoqiang was so angry he was about to die.

The fact that Song Qingyi killed Tang Wanyue was made very clear at the bureau back then, and it's unclear why Tang Chuntian insists on holding them accountable.

Song Guoqiang didn't understand, but Song Qingqing did: "The main reason is that they see us making money by opening a store."

Upon hearing this, Song Guoqiang instantly realized, "Yes, that must be it."

After saying that, he paused for a moment, then said worriedly, "Now, their business is in a terrible state, and I'm afraid they might resort to some underhanded tricks."

"Qingqing, you should be more careful next time."

Song nodded lightly, her expression blank, and then changed the subject, "Have the grandmothers who helped me spread the news been paid yet?"

Now, almost all of the hundred or so households in Songjia Village have become Song Qingqing's people.

These people are either in her vegetable garden or her shop, and they even help her follow people from time to time.

Indeed, people from villages are different.

It feels pretty good to have people around.

"I'll start sending it when I get home tonight."

Qingqing, you don't know, but everyone in our village is so grateful to you now!

You, my child, hold more weight in their hearts than I do.

Song Guoqiang joked.

Song smiled gently, thinking to herself, "How could it not be heavy?"

She is everyone's provider.

They were all paid by her.

It's a win-win situation!

That evening, as the shop was closing, the unlucky fellow, carrying a backpack full of money, appeared furtively in front of Song Qingqing.

Song Qingqing was speechless.

I thought to myself, he's looking around every three steps, is he really that guilty?

"Qingqing, you would never guess how much money we made today."

I'm telling you, I can't believe it myself.

I had to count it three times before I could believe it was real.

As he spoke, the unlucky fellow placed a cloth bag of money in front of Song Qingqing.

Song smiled and shook her head. "Just tell me directly. I'm too lazy to count now."