Chapter 150 Reencounter with the Woman
After the onlookers dispersed, the group returned to their table to continue eating. The restaurant owner brought over two plates of beef rolls, saying, "Thanks to you all for getting us out of trouble this time, these two plates are on me!"
"Oh, it's nothing, just a small favor, thank you boss!"
The meat was tender and smooth, and paired with the unique dipping sauce, it was incredibly delicious. The group ate until they were stuffed, and then packed three more servings of spicy hot pot to go before paying the bill and leaving.
"Aunt Wu, Aunt Qu, Aunt Yang, dinner's ready!"
Upon hearing this, the busy group put down their work, moved a small table, and sat down on small stools to eat.
"That family of three just now, they walked around the store several times a few days ago, but didn't buy anything. They even secretly asked around about which restaurants on the street were doing well. Now that I think about it, they were probably scouting the place."
"What a waste! They have hands and feet, why do they have to do such a thing as extortion? The east side of the city is being demolished, and they're hiring workers. Women can do odd jobs, and men can carry bricks. They can earn quite a bit a day, tsk tsk!"
Yang Zhaodi held those who wanted to gain without working in confinement in utter contempt, firmly believing that only money earned through one's own hands could be spent with peace of mind.
"Sigh, everyone has their own difficulties. I see that child is quite ill!"
If even one member of a family falls ill, the family collapses. To get back on their feet, they have to put in 200% effort. Wu Lifang has experienced this process before.
"Aunt Wu, no matter how hard or difficult things are, it's not an excuse to extort money from others. Let's not talk about them anymore. Look, the frog I folded looks just like one, doesn't it? It can even hop!"
As he spoke, he gently poked the frog's bottom, and the little paper frog hopped a few steps, looking utterly adorable.
Wu Lifang is good in every way, except that she is too soft-hearted. But some things are not something you can help with just because you want to. You have to be realistic about your abilities. Yun Xia's actions were just to change the subject.
"Sister Xiaxia, An'an wants one too! Please teach me how!"
Feng Jingling stepped forward, and although she didn't say anything, her bright eyes clearly expressed her desire to learn.
"Here, one for each of you. I'll teach you how to fold it!"
After folding, the three of them started competing. Jiang Chao, who was organizing the shelves, glanced over, snorted, and continued with his work. Gu Xun volunteered to join in, and for a moment, the supermarket was filled with their noisy chatter.
As evening approached, the boy left, saying he had other things to do. When he returned home that night, Yunxia began making dried flowers.
Choose a few bright and pretty flowers, put them in a vase, place it by the bedside, find some cotton thread, tie it to the base of the remaining flowers, and hang it upside down.
After finishing everything, he clapped his hands, thinking to himself that now it was up to time to let things settle.
A month and a half later, the dried flowers were finished. I asked Feng Jingling for a picture frame and used the dried flowers as raw materials to fully unleash my imagination to create a picture of flowers flying in the snow. I then framed it and hung it on the wall.
"Goodness, little butterfly, you really make the most of everything!"
It was just a bunch of roses. After arranging them for a week, they were dried and put away. The remaining petals were crushed and ground into powder to make rouge. Even the dried branches and leaves were not wasted and went into the stove.
“Hey, I’m just promoting the traditional virtue of ‘thrift’. You stay home and keep An’an company while she draws, and I’ll go shopping at the market.”
The ginseng in the fertile fields is growing very well and has reached medicinal value; it's time to check its market price.
In the northern part of the city, at the wholesale market for Chinese medicinal herbs, Yunxia, dressed casually, stood with her hands behind her back, keeping a close eye on everything around her, trying to find out what was going on in the market.
Wow, so expensive! Sold by the plant, it's never less than 10 yuan. Sold by the kilogram, it's even more expensive. Sure enough, throughout history, anything related to disease has been shockingly expensive.
"Please, please sell us one! Our child is sick, we can't wait!" The woman, dressed in tattered clothes, knelt on the ground and pleaded, grabbing the vendor's leg.
"Get out of my way, you beggar! The medicinal herbs are all clearly priced. If you can't afford them, don't even look. Get out of my way and don't delay my business."
"Shopkeeper, my Longlong is so sick he can't get out of bed. The doctor said that adding ginseng to his medicine might give him a chance. Please do us a good deed and have pity on us. Just one ginseng, just one will do."
Having been in business for many years, he had seen all kinds of people. He swung his right leg and shoved the man away, angrily shouting, "When you're in business, nobody's a saint. It's 50 yuan a plant, not a penny less. If you have time to spare, why don't you hurry home and raise the money? If you're too late... your child's life will be in danger!"
"Waaah, I've borrowed from all my relatives and friends, I really have no other choice. I'll do anything as long as you're willing to give me the money."
His hair was a mess, his clothes were filthy, and he reeked of stench. He had neither physical strength nor good looks, and he couldn't evoke any pity from the stall owner; instead, he was annoying.
"Get out of here, or the supervisors will drag you away. It's really bad luck to get into this so early in the morning."
After saying that, she flicked her sleeves, turned around and went back to her stall to get busy, leaving the woman standing there crying with her head down. Yun Xia, who had witnessed the whole thing, narrowed her eyes slightly. She felt that this woman looked familiar. She went closer to take a look and, lo and behold, this was the woman who had extorted money from the spicy hot pot restaurant last time!
"Waaah, my poor child, it's all my fault, I'm so sorry, I couldn't even get a ginseng root. If anything happens to you, waaah, I don't want to live anymore."
Touched by her love for her son, he took out three ginseng roots from his bag and handed them to her, saying, "Hey, you're so young, why are you talking about life and death? It's just ginseng, here you go."
The woman clutched the ginseng tightly, as if seeing a glimmer of hope, and kowtowed in gratitude, saying, "Young lady, you are truly kind-hearted. I have no way to repay your great kindness; in my next life, I will surely be your ox or horse..."
"Stop. Nobody knows what the next life will be like. You... be down-to-earth and establish yourself in Jiangcheng with your own hands. That will be the best reward."
After saying this, fearing that she would be entangled with him, she pushed through the crowd and ran away in a flash. The benefactor suddenly disappeared. The woman was stunned for a few seconds before getting up and rushing home. She needed to get back quickly to brew medicine for her child.
At the end of the alley, in a herbal medicine shop, Yunxia took out five ginseng roots and asked the price!
"The size and appearance are alright, but the variety is too mediocre. I'll charge you 5 yuan per plant!" He stuck out his beard, as if he was losing out by offering such a price.
The girl snorted and put the ginseng into her bag. "Shopkeeper, are you trying to lower the price just because I'm a girl? Even the worst ginseng at the stalls outside sells for 50 yuan. Five yuan? Are you trying to give away beggars?"
"Oh dear, young lady, you don't know anything about this. Don't talk nonsense. Setting up a stall and opening a shop, seller and buyer, are not the same thing. Stall rental, supervision, taxes, etc., all require money. I'm giving you 5 yuan a piece of the pie, and I'm even losing money on it. Just a reminder, there are regulations in the market that medicinal herbs cannot be sold privately!"
Buy it for 5 yuan, sell it for 100 yuan, and you can make several hundred yuan in one transaction. What a sure-fire way to make money!
"Thank you for reminding me, shopkeeper. I'll go ask somewhere else!"
"No need, it's the same price everywhere, you'll get the same price. Why not sell it to me? It'll be a good thing, and I'll buy yours first if I have any good stuff in the future!"
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