to have a grudge
"Yoko, what are you talking about! Get out of here!" Fusheng pushed him aside.
Fusheng leaned one hand on the pillar and said, "100 taels, I'll buy your Roujiamo recipe, and then go home and have the baby!"
"Brother..." Shi Cheng glanced at Fusheng. The boss clearly said 500 taels. Isn't he being... too blackmailing?
He Yingchun sneered, "Shua!" The knife chopped on the chopping board.
Let's do the math. Her daily income was currently at least 400 wen, not to mention that on a few good days it could reach 600 wen. Even if we calculated it at 500 wen, she would earn 250 wen a day, which would bring her to about 100 taels a year. And she had never thought of stopping there.
I plan to buy out the company with a year's salary, which is a good plan.
“No, no, no.”
"I'm giving you 100 taels just to give you face!" Fusheng raised his voice. Shicheng pulled him and said, "Brother, it's really a little less."
Yoko spat at him, "Where are you from?"
"......Okay! 200 taels! It's a face giver to my brother!" The boss gave him 500 taels to buy the recipe, and he could make another 300 taels by reselling it. Fusheng thought about it in his heart, but did not show it on his face.
He Yingchun took out the meat and started chopping it. Thinking about it, Heng Yusheng's 1,000 taels was really a big deal. She would have to run the stall for ten years. With a little regret, He Yingchun sighed. The main reason was that she couldn't sell the roujiamo she made, which made her feel depressed just thinking about it.
"Hey! Hey! My elder brother is talking to you! Do you hear me?" Yangzi knocked on the chopping board, "I won't sell it. I said I won't sell it." He Yingchun winked at her mother and hurried to the government. They had paid the rent here, and the government had to send someone to take care of it. Those who were looking for trouble and had a criminal record would be caught without a doubt.
"Did you sell it to Heng Yusheng?" Fusheng saw that she was indeed not joking. This shouldn't be the case... If she had sold it, why would she still be setting up a stall here?
The three of them were gathered around the burly man, and no one dared to buy Roujiamo. "No one is selling it. Let's put it this way, I won't sell it to anyone who comes to buy it."
He Yingchun made a roujiamo for herself. She hadn't eaten breakfast and was very hungry.
"Gurgle...Gurgle" Shi Cheng's stomach growled first. He swallowed his saliva and looked like he was eating really deliciously.
"Roujiamo! Delicious Roujiamo!" He Yingchun ignored the three people and shouted loudly.
Someone came to buy something, and Fusheng knocked the pillar with his fist, and the dirt on the top eaves of the stall fell down and landed at the feet of the customer, who stepped back in fright.
"Give me three roujiamo!" Fusheng spoke first, "8 cents each, 24 cents for you!" He Yingchun spread his hands and gestured for money.
"Give me money? All your recipes are mine..." Fusheng raised his eyebrows, wanting to eat for free.
"Dang!" Shi Cheng stretched out his hand and handed 24 coins to He Yingchun. Yangzi gave him a big punch and said, "You have too much money to burn!"
"I'm hungry!" I walked from West Street to East Street and digested my breakfast.
He Yingchun handed the roujiamo to Shi Cheng and said, "Everyone, take shelter over there." She sent a few people to eat.
Shi Cheng was about to leave when Yoko grabbed the money from her hand and said, "Give it to me!"
He Yingchun dodged backwards and he missed. He rushed forward again to grab it, but was stopped by someone.
"Yingchun, how...how are you?" Li Bin stretched out his hand and pushed, and Yoko staggered back a step.
"Why are you here?"
"I came out to do something and stopped by to check on you. Is everything okay?" Before Wen Jingzhao left, he specifically told him to take good care of the place. It was snowing today, and he happened to be on his way, so he came by to check on it, and he ran into this incident as soon as he arrived.
"What's going on? Who are you?" Fusheng saw his brother being bullied, so he rushed over and pushed Li Bin.
broken!
They had a feud at the noodle shop before! He Yingchun took a small step forward and took the kitchen knife in his hand.
"Damn, it's you, kid!" Fusheng recognized him at the first sight. If it weren't for him, none of his brothers would have been beaten with a stick and jailed for several days.
They didn't have any weapons in their hands, "Hey!" Fusheng yelled and swung his fist hard.
He Yingchun narrowed her eyes, quickly covered the meat and vegetables.
Li Bin didn't waste any words and started with a sweeping kick. He had learned it in vain during his days in the military camp. He kicked right in the middle. Yangzi and Shi Cheng, one behind him and the other at his side, rushed over and the four of them started fighting.
"Ah!!" The owner of the pastry stall on the left screamed, and the stall was overturned. At the same time, He Yingchun's chopping board was also overturned. Fortunately, she was quick and covered the pot and took away all the vegetables. Only some scattered minced meat and vegetables were left, which were overturned on the ground with the chopping board.
The surrounding food stalls packed up their goods for fear of being affected.
Three against one, although Li Bin was strong, the three opponents were insidious and always attacked the lower three directions, which made He Yingchun's eyes hurt.
Mom should be here by now, she thought, seeing that Li Bin was no match for her, she picked up a kitchen knife and was going to attack him if he didn't come!
“What are you doing!!!”
“Stop it!!”
"The government is coming!" Yoko was the first to react, "Let's go!" They had just escaped, and it would not be worth it to be caught and beaten again.
"Where are you running to!!" The two leading yamen runners grabbed Fusheng directly, and the three of them were controlled one after another.
"Good boy! It's you guys again!" The older yamen runner patted Fusheng.
"Sir! The three of them smashed my stall! Thanks to this big brother for helping me!" He Yingchun said hurriedly when he saw Li Bin was also taken away.
Li Bin had been to the government office on business before, and the older yamen runner thought he looked familiar and said, "Let him go!"
After releasing the man, Mum and He Yingchun stepped forward to support Li Bin, "I'm fine." Li Bin waved his hands. He didn't suffer any harm, he was just a little exhausted, and he would be fine after a rest.
The people left, leaving behind a mess. Several stalls nearby that were affected looked at He Yingchun with disdain. She was already a little jealous of He Yingchun because of her good business, and now this kind of thing happened again.
He Yingchun made some more roujiamo, "I'm really sorry everyone, it's almost noon now, let you try it." It's not easy to hit a smiling person, so it's not easy to say anything after accepting the roujiamo. Fortunately, it was cold and snowy, so not many people came out to set up stalls.
Fatty Liu was wearing cotton-padded clothes, so he could wear them even if he fell on the ground and dusted off the dirt. He happily ate a piece of roujiamo (a steamed bun). "I know those guys. They work for the boss of Zhuanmei Pavilion. A few days ago, they brought people to smash the noodle shop. The boss behind them has a big business. You'd better be careful."
"Okay, thank you Brother Liu!" He Yingchun nodded and took it to heart.
Sure enough, these people were determined not to give up until they achieved their goal. They came again a few days later, but changed their tactics. They did nothing else but stared at anyone who came to buy Roujiamo. The customers were so scared by their ferocious stares that they dared not buy anything.
"Swish!" He Yingchun slammed the kitchen knife onto the chopping board.
Fusheng exclaimed, "Oh! The young lady is angry! She's really angry, hahaha!"
Yoko also laughed, pointing as she spoke, and her eyes made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
Li Bin is in the military camp and cannot come every day, and he can't solve anything even if he comes.
Mom and He Yingchun went back to settle the accounts, "What should we do? We have lost money these two days and didn't sell any meat. If it continues like this, we will have to freeze it again. It will not taste good after it thaws." "It's okay, we won't go tomorrow." He Yingchun stopped setting up the stall for two days. Out of sight, out of mind, he lay at home for two days.
"I don't know how Wen Jingzhao is doing." She counted the days since she left, "I guess he'll be back soon."
"Master, I promise you will be safe and sound!" Mom comforted.
On the third day, when I went to the East Market again, I actually saw Liu Pozi and her daughter-in-law at the street corner. There was a roujiamo hanging in front of their stall. When Liu Pozi saw them, she greeted them, but her daughter-in-law was shy and didn't dare to look at them.
"It's really opened here." Mom said, "Don't let them steal the business."
Not long after, Fusheng and his two companions came again with knives. The customer paid and ran away without even taking the roujiamo.
"Is this ever going to end?" Mom threw the knife away in anger.
"Young lady, what do you think? We are sincere. 200 taels, will you sell it to us or not?" Fusheng asked again.
He Yingchun looked straight ahead, completely ignoring the few people.
Finally, an old customer came over. "Uncle Hu is here? Same as usual? Two roujiamo and two white pancakes?"
"Yes, same as always."
He Yingchun wrapped it and handed it to him, and Uncle Hu took it and walked home.
"Oh, the ground is too slippery!"
"Don't push me!"
“Snap!”
Uncle Hu dropped the roujiamo in his hand. "Ouch! I'm sorry, old man. How much is it? I'll compensate you!"
"Uncle Huber, I'll get you another one!"
"No...no need..." Uncle Hu left quickly without looking back.
Fusheng and his friends gathered around the stall, laughing and talking.
"How many times has this happened? You've gone too far!" Mom took half of the meat and put it back, covering the pot. "Fortunately, I didn't cook much today."
"Let's go back." He Yingchun put the things on the cart.
"Leaving?"
"Why are you leaving? Tsk tsk, okay, see you tomorrow!" Several people walked away in a leisurely manner.
Fatty Liu came over and said, "I've done some research for you. Boss Teng from Zhuangmei Pavilion is indeed behind this. I've met him before, and he's determined to achieve his goal. I think your recipe is a bit tricky." Finally, he added, "He who knows the current situation is a hero. We can still walk back today, but if Boss Teng really took action, it might not be possible. Sigh."
He Yingchun gritted her teeth, the rebellious spirit in her bones rising up, "Okay, I get it."
I pushed the cart back with my mother.
Passing by the street corner, Mrs. Liu was shouting, "Roujiamo! Delicious Roujiamo!!"
"7 wen each! How many do you want?"
"Try two."
It's one cent less than theirs, and several people have come to buy it in just a short while.
Mom was so angry that she spat.
"Let's go."
At this moment, the sound of a suona was heard, and the two stopped. In the distance, a group of people were attending a funeral. White paper money was flying all over the sky, and there were wailing cries. Someone holding a white gauze was gently beating a drum, making bursts of sound. The person in the lead was dressed in white mourning clothes.
"Isn't this the owner of Jiangyue Tower?"
"Someone in his family died?"
"His mother, a few days ago he was looking for doctors everywhere, saying that he would reward anyone who could cure his mother with a million dollars!"
"He's a very filial son."
"What? He was very troubled in the past few years. Jiang Yuelou relied entirely on his mother to support him. His mother is now exhausted..."
He Yingchun watched the funeral procession from afar, "Jiang Yue Tower, Zhuangmei Pavilion..." She chewed on these two names over and over again, gripping the handle of the cart, and an idea gradually took shape.
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