At the fourth watch, everyone in the county town was asleep, and there were hardly any people on the streets. Only migrant workers passed by, banging gongs and shouting: "The weather is dry, be careful with fire."
The Song family began to take action.
They sneaked into the abandoned courtyard through the wall, tiptoed to the outside of the house, and, regardless of whether anyone was there, blew sleeping gas into the house.
"Brother, these bastards really messed with us today. Let's go in and break their arms and legs off," Song Lao Er said in a low, gloomy voice.
Under the moonlight, Boss Song looked somewhat tempted. Just as he was about to nod, Song Daming ran over from the warehouse, his face full of surprise.
"Dad, Second Uncle, there are so many ingredients and goods in the warehouse."
Everyone's eyes lit up. Why waste this time? Let's go move the goods!
Upon entering the warehouse, by the moonlight, we indeed saw that the ingredients filled half the room.
The Song family said nothing more, and both men and women pitched in to move the items quickly.
The bag weighed over two thousand jin, almost three thousand jin, with each bag containing about fifty jin. The Song family made several trips to move it to stall number six.
Then, one by one, they leaned against the bags, panting.
As for that warehouse, it has already been emptied.
"When it gets light, our family will not only be able to sell snacks, but also ingredients." Old Mrs. Song was not sleepy at all, walking around the bags with a satisfied look on her face.
It's a truly free purchase, with absolutely no cost. It's such a great deal, such a steal!
Shen said proudly, "When we started selling, the Qiao family had just gotten up. By the time they arrived in the county town, our business was already booming and we had built up a good reputation."
“Yes, then these snack businesses will belong to our family. Stall number eight will no longer be able to sustain itself, and the Qiao family will have no choice but to supply us. We can give them whatever price we want.” Madam Chen was also making her own plans.
Soon, the Song family will become rich, earning dozens of taels a day. Such a life will be as blissful as that of gods.
The eldest and second eldest Song brothers were already thinking that once they became successful, they would take one or two concubines and live a very happy life.
Now, they find the Shen and Chen families somewhat displeasing.
Unbeknownst to them, the children had been lying on the eaves, watching them move food in and out of the abandoned courtyard.
Several children jumped down from the eaves and opened the doors and windows of the houses that had been smoked to let in fresh air.
"Boss, why did Sister Lian let these people steal things? They're all ingredients; it's a waste if they're stolen."
"Yes, they're obviously going to start the same snack business, and they'll steal Sister Lian'er's customers."
“Don’t worry, I’ve checked the ingredients,” Ah Da said, winking.
"The real show will start tomorrow."
He only understood why Sister Lian did this after seeing the ingredients.
The next morning, when the Qiao family set off, the villagers saw the silver bracelet on the Qiao family woman's wrist and the silver hairpin in her hair.
It's not just one person who has it, it's everyone—daughters-in-law, daughters-in-law, granddaughters, and so on.
Even though they tried their best to hide most of the hairpins with their hair and cover the silver bracelets with their sleeves in order not to attract attention, how could they escape the sharp eyes of the villagers?
"Oh my, you're all so lucky now, everyone's dressed in gold and silver," a village aunt said with envy.
"Yes, I've been married into the Liu family for so many years, and I've never even touched a piece of silver," an old woman sighed.
Ms. Wan smiled and said, "It's not that we're showing off. We just bought it and wanted to try something new."
They hadn't planned to wear them in the morning, but their mother-in-law insisted that they wear them, saying that this would show how good she was to them and prevent the villagers from looking down on them.
They naturally disagreed with Old Mrs. Qiao's statement. Old Mrs. Qiao had never mistreated them and treated them like her own daughters.
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