As soon as it was peeled open, two plump white worms fell out.
The guests turned pale, as if they had seen a ghost, and ran away in a flash.
This isn't a food stall; it's a place to scare people.
The Song family was stunned; they hadn't expected that these ingredients would have so many problems.
They panicked when they saw so many guests leaving.
"Hey everyone, don't go! It was just an accident, just a coincidence. I guarantee there are no worms in the other corn cobs."
As Song Lao Er spoke, he picked up an ear of corn and began to peel off the husk.
As you peel it, you see wormholes everywhere. Only a few kernels of corn have been gnawed away, and several worms have fallen out.
A guest turned around to look, and saw that it was running even faster.
Song Dahua picked up a peanut to eat, but it turned out to be moldy, so she quickly spat it out.
Song Xiaohua picked up a piece of potato. Compared to peanuts and corn, the potato was slightly better, but it was still far from as delicious as the one from stall number eight. In fact, it left an unpleasant taste in her mouth.
The Song family fell silent, their hearts turning to ice. They had truly lost.
They thought they had gotten a good deal, but the groceries they brought in, bag after bag, turned out to have so many problems.
They rented this stall for ten taels of silver and even sold oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, but they made such a big joke as soon as they opened for business early in the morning.
They felt like dying.
Now, forget about building a reputation, customers are avoiding their stall altogether.
Instead, a long queue formed in front of stall number eight.
The Qiao family never expected that the ingredients sold by the Song family would be so substandard.
Especially the insects that fell down, they couldn't even see them anymore.
They thought corn grew like the kind they sold, but they never knew it could be infested with so many insects.
No wonder Lian'er told them not to worry, that the Song family was no match for them. Did Lian'er foresee this all along?
Sensing everyone's probing gazes, Qiao Lian'er whispered, "Foreign merchants sell me the good ingredients and keep the bad ones in one place. The Song family must have gone to steal them."
"So that's how it is," everyone suddenly realized. They had initially thought that even if the Song family was unethical, it was still a bit dishonest for foreign merchants to sell such ingredients. What if they sold them to someone else instead of the Song family?
It turns out that it was the Song family who stole it.
He deserved to live like that.
Once the fire was lit, the fried peanuts and potatoes, and the boiled corn would be ready soon, and stall number eight would soon be bustling with activity.
I saw large chunks of golden fried potatoes, plump peanuts, and large, fragrant ears of corn.
The guests felt that their eyes, which had been contaminated at stall number six, were finally healed.
Old Mrs. Song was so anxious that she stomped her feet. The business had been completely taken over by the Qiao family. It originally belonged to them. How could this be allowed?
"With so many ingredients, we can surely pick out some good ones to make snacks."
I don't need to aim for dozens of taels; I'll just earn ten taels today to break even.
When the Song family went to examine the bags, they discovered that the ingredients all looked almost identical—they were all the same size and the same number of defects. Even the shortest person couldn't match them all.
Peel back the corn husks, and you'll find worms in them. Peel back the peanut shells, and you'll find one that's moldy, and some even have worms lying in it. The potatoes have several bluish-black spots, which clearly means they weren't fully developed.
"Mother, what should we do? These things are worthless." Shen couldn't help but cry.
After thinking for a moment, Grandma Song had an idea.
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