"Grandma, our snack stall sold eleven taels!" Qiao Zhizhi reported happily.
Grandma Qiao estimated that there would be no less than seven or eight ounces in the two bamboo baskets.
Hearing that it weighed eleven taels, I was still taken aback: "What kind of food sells for so much?"
"Yes, what exactly are we selling? Can we tell everyone today?" Da Yong said impatiently.
Qiao Yunni and Qiao Zhizhi brought the food down to the table. Fried potatoes and peanuts were placed in one bowl, while roasted sweet potatoes, roasted potatoes, and boiled corn were placed in another bowl.
"These are all we have for sale, everyone please have a taste."
"What is this? I've never seen anything like it before," Qiao Xi'er said in surprise, picking up a roasted sweet potato.
She took a bite; the surface of the sweet potato was slightly charred, with a layer of honey oil solidified on it, while the inside was soft and sandy, making it especially delicious.
"Mmm, it's delicious."
"Mine is delicious too, it's sticky and fragrant." Da Cheng nodded as he ate a corncob.
"This is crunchy and fragrant, like beans." Old Qiao San was picking up peanuts with his chopsticks.
"And these are in pieces, a little spicy, crispy on the outside and crunchy on the inside, so fragrant."
The Qiao family members ate it and all praised it highly.
Da Meng and Xiao Meng introduced the vegetables to their family: "This is called corn, this is called peanut, and this is called sweet potato—"
"Lian'er, these things are so delicious, I've never seen them before. Where did you get them?" Madam Feng asked.
“These are goods from abroad; we don’t have them locally,” Qiao Lian’er said. “Only our family sells these things.”
So it doesn't matter if she sets the price a little higher, because scarcity increases value.
"I'm going to be rich, I'm going to be rich again." Old Mrs. Qiao muttered to herself. If she could sell this much in a day, then in a month—
He's even a little unsteady on his feet now; the Qiao family's big house is definitely going to be built.
Old Man Qiao also said, "Escorting goods and setting up stalls, these are all ways to make money."
Grandma Qiao couldn't help but hug Qiao Lian'er again and peck her face a few times: "Lian'er is so good, Lian'er is so resourceful, Lian'er is our family's lucky charm."
In less than a month, Lian'er has come up with a variety of ways to make money, completely changing the family's situation.
Qiao Lian'er touched her wet face, feeling like crying but unable to shed a tear.
She said, "Tomorrow all the men in the family will go to the county town. Aunt, you can go and do the work on the river."
"Why, Lian'er? Men have rough hands and feet. They're not as meticulous as us women when it comes to managing the stall and taking care of customers," Feng said, puzzled.
Qiao Lian'er: "Because we're going to fight."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
“Some stall owners saw that our business was good, so they gathered together to make things difficult for us when we were closing up, not allowing us to sell so much stuff. They would either tell us where the goods came from or share the money they made with us.”
As Qiao Lian'er spoke, she saw the Qiao family members clench their fists one by one.
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