She wasn't supposed to come today, but Lian'er called her. The people transporting bricks, tiles, and timber, as well as the construction team, had all gone to the village, and she wasn't asked to come along to guide them.
Now that she's here, with only Da Yong and herself left, she understands a little better what Lian'er means.
Lian'er wanted her to win over some people.
Of course, if she wants to marry someone's daughter as her daughter-in-law, she, as the mother, also has to show her sincerity.
Qiao Lian'er asked Da Yong to go to the carriage and unload the two bags of chili powder.
Da Yong didn't recall having this thing, but he was too lazy to think about it anymore.
"These two bags of chili powder weigh two hundred jin (100 kg), which should be enough for you to sell kimchi for half a month," Qiao Lian'er said.
Lingyin was just about to ask about the chili powder when she saw the two large bags and her eyes lit up: "This time I have to give you money no matter what, Sister Lian'er. You can't be polite with me anymore, otherwise I'll be too embarrassed to accept it even if you give it to me."
Qiao Lian'er thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll give you two hundred coins."
"So much stuff, but so little money?" Lingyin shook her head in surprise. "Sister Lian'er, you're deliberately taking care of me. You can't do this, you'll lose money. I'll have to buy chili powder from you again in the future."
Qiao Lian'er laughed: "This stuff isn't worth much. It was given to me as a gift when I bought potatoes. Now that we're not setting up a stall, charging you two hundred coins would be too much."
Lingyin knew it was her excuse, but she had no choice but to take out two hundred coins.
Da Yong helped carry the chili powder to the stall. Qiu looked at this honest and kind young man and a hint of satisfaction appeared on her face.
She knew the child's feelings and understood Dayong's mother's intentions, but thinking of something, she lowered her head and sighed with worry.
Three months, only three months left, will things turn around?
If we sell more of this kimchi, we should still be able to make a profit.
Otherwise, Yin Yatou's happiness in this life would be delayed.
When it was time to part, Da Yong placed the few candies he had hidden in the carriage on the stall.
With Lingyin's mother present, he couldn't give it to her alone.
Ling Xiao quietly tugged at his hand, tilted her head back as if she had something to say, and Da Yong leaned down.
"Don't worry, Brother Dayong, I know these candies are for my sister, I won't eat a single one," Ling Xiao said mysteriously.
Dayong was amused by the cute child and gently patted his cheek: "You eat too."
"Okay, then I'll have one. Brother Dayong is so kind."
Qiu had prepared a small jar containing kimchi.
"These are the tenderest cabbages, specially selected for you. I've brought this jar back and forth several times, and I've been looking forward to your arrival."
"Sister, your kindness warms my heart." Madam Feng hugged the jar as if it were a precious treasure.
"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to do this small business."
Qiao Lian'er drove the carriage to the abandoned courtyard on Changqing Street. She loaded the carriage with ingredients and asked Dayong and Feng to sell them to the restaurants they knew. After they sold them, she would drive the carriage back to load more goods, anticipating that demand would be high today.
As for selling tomatoes, she'll promote them herself later.
Then she asked Ah Da, "Has anything happened during this time?"
"Yes." Ah Da had been waiting for her to ask, and nodded as soon as he heard it: "We sneaked into the county government office and heard some news."
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