Grandma Song said, "Since you're going to set up a stall, you need a place. Changqing Street has a lot of foot traffic, so let's choose this place. Go and pay the stall fee to the market supervisor. Daming and Xiaoming, you should go back and prepare some charcoal, pots, pans, and bowls. Also, bring the iron stove from home, and don't forget the wooden board for your snack stall."
The iron stove that the Qiao family bought was not only used for lighting fires and setting up pots, but also had a section for storing ingredients; it was specifically for their stall.
This stuff is quite expensive, so I'll set up a separate wooden stall for it.
"Okay, we'll go back now and get everything ready. Let's make big money tomorrow!"
Song Daming and Song Xiaoming set off.
As for the others, they went to apply to the market supervisor to set up stalls. They originally thought it would cost three or four taels of silver per stall, but they didn't expect it to cost seven taels of silver, and that was for a less desirable location. A better location would cost eight or nine taels of silver. Judging from the market supervisor's attitude, he wished they would give ten taels of silver.
Grandma Song was reluctant to spend so much money, but she also wanted to compare herself with the Qiao family and show them how powerful the Song family was. She wondered how bad the Qiao family's expression would be when they saw that the Song family had taken away all their customers.
Thinking of that situation, not only Old Mrs. Song, but also the other members of the Song family were very emotional.
"Do you want a better stall or a regular one? Make a decision quickly, I have other matters to attend to." The magistrate's tone became less than friendly as he noticed their dawdling.
Old Mrs. Song steeled her heart and asked, "Sir, which stall is closest to stall number eight?"
"Stall number six just became available. It's in a better location than number eight. You can decide for yourselves."
Upon hearing the city magistrate's words, Old Lady Song felt a surge of energy.
He gritted his teeth, searched through his sleeves, collar, purse, and hair pouch, and then touched his trouser legs. Finally, he had collected ten taels.
The Song family was astonished; the old lady really knew how to hide money.
Grandma Su held the money and handed it to the city magistrate.
"Alright, for this month, you'll set up your stall at stall number six. We'll renew it next month." The city magistrate issued the document.
Holding the documents, Old Lady Song walked out of the Municipal Supervisory Office and sneered, "Now that we have the documents, those brats have no reason to stop us."
The Song family members, now emboldened, walked with their heads held high and chests puffed out, towards their stall.
They thought the children would come out and stop them, and that they would throw the document at them and slap them in the face.
They were even sent to the county government office on the grounds that they were disturbing the stall owners.
Unexpectedly, the journey was smooth and unobstructed, and the children had disappeared without a trace.
Qiao Lian'er saw the Song family heading towards the Municipal Supervisor's Office and knew they were going to set up a stall and apply for documents, so she didn't let A Da and the others cause trouble.
Otherwise, the Song family will find an excuse to deal with these children.
Although they didn't know the secrets behind her ingredients, the Song family must have seen her stop in front of a house and then drive out with her goods after climbing over the courtyard wall.
They're going to set up a stall, and it's obvious where their ingredients will come from.
Qiao Lian'er climbed into the carriage and searched through the space; all the crops that were about to be harvested were in good condition.
However, she noticed that several plots of land were infested with insects because she hadn't had time to spray pesticides, and the leaves and fruits were riddled with bite marks.
Qiao Lian'er didn't remove the insects; she simply added chemical fertilizers and growth promoters, and soon these crops infested with insects would be ready for harvest.
She picked up the potatoes and found that they were almost half the size, some parts were green or black, one side was slightly plump while the other side was shriveled, and every single one looked like that.
We harvested more corn. After peeling off the husks, the ears were still very small, and the kernels were not plump. There were also several marks where insects had eaten them. Of course, protein was still an essential part of the harvest.
This was the first time Qiao Lian'er had ever seen a crop harvest in the space that hadn't been treated with pesticides.
It's not surprising, really. In the world she came from, thirty years ago, pesticides weren't widely used, so the crops grown looked like this, resulting in very low yields.
And the peanuts were not only small, but when you opened them, there was even a worm inside, or one side was already spoiled.
These things will all come in handy.
As Qiao Lian'er stepped out of the carriage, the Song family had already arrived at stall number six. Seeing the Qiao family's booming business and eyeing the snacks, they were all envious and eager.
Not only that, they kept swallowing their saliva; they wanted to eat too.
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