"Your hometown is so poor? You're quite impressive, opening such a big pub here. You must make a lot of money every year. I heard that the old lady selling fish balls on Mingzhu Street can make 40 or 50 yuan a day, while buying a house over there only costs 5 yuan."
If you ask me, business is more profitable! Unlike me, who works at the typewriter every day, I earn less than the old lady does in a day!
When Jiang Cha spoke, his eyes were full of envy.
At this moment, there were a few people in the tavern who had come back to continue drinking after watching the excitement. When they heard Jiang Cha's words, they also sighed.
"Fish balls? Selling those is hard-earned money. We've been by the river and have eaten them in all sorts of rainy days, but we've never heard of fish having eggs! I heard that's by the sea, so maybe these are fish that are unique to the sea.
The little girl only saw how others were making money, but didn't see the dangers of diving into the sea to catch eggs. What's easy? It's not easy for ordinary people to live!
Jiang Cha spoke quietly about how much money he made, and only the shopkeeper next to him heard it.
It looked like a casual chat and some expression of emotion, but in fact it was a secret code given to her by the boss.
After all, when they were in Mingzhu, the brothers that the boss brought with him loved to eat the old lady’s fish balls the most.
After coming back, I showed off to my brothers in the Northwest for a long time, so much so that for a long time they were called Yudan No. 1, Yudan No. 2~~.
The small town is located in the southwestern border and knows almost nothing about Mingzhu.
Therefore, customers regard fish eggs as extremely rare things, and at most they are just curious about what kind of fish lays eggs.
The shopkeeper who was talking nonsense just now is not in good shape. Speak of the devil and he will appear?
Miss Jiang suddenly appeared in front of him?
Does happiness come too suddenly?
When his hometown first told him this secret code, he thought it was too unreliable.
They generally prefer it to be as natural as possible, or having a token of gratitude is the simplest option.
I have never seen such ridiculous content, especially the Cantonese dialect, which is so difficult to remember.
"Miss, please avoid eating on the street. Some vendors are very unhygienic. I heard some people use cutting knives to scrape their feet, and use chopsticks to pick their teeth and then put them back.
I've been running this business for so many years, what haven't I seen? Eat less, illness comes from what you eat!
The boss was seriously exchanging secret signals with Jiang Cha, but his expression was very funny.
He probably never thought that the secret code could be so disgusting, unless he received the secret message personally.
Everyone thought someone was joking with him!
"Oh my goodness! There's such a thing? It can't be in our town, right? Which store are you talking about? I'm going to smash his stall. I eat breakfast on the street every day, ugh!"
Before Jiang Cha and the shopkeeper could discuss further, a customer who was drinking felt nauseous.
Having drunk a bit of wine, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go out and smash the stalls.
There were a few people following him to make trouble, just to watch the fun!
"Look at what a fuss this has caused. I'm talking about what I saw in Shanghai when I was a junior apprentice. In our town, you can tell what each family looks like at a glance, and everyone knows where each stall owner lives.
Who in the neighborhood would do such a wicked thing? It only happens in big cities, where the ladies who paint their eyebrows and eyes are more particular.
When I buy fruit while shopping, I always ask the vendor to cut it into bite-sized pieces and eat it with a bamboo skewer. These small bites are so delicious! Just imagine the vendor shaving his feet with a knife and then rubbing it on a towel!
Then, after the fashionable ladies had chosen their fruits, he would wipe his hands clean with a towel before peeling the fruits for them! Since then, I never buy cut fruits. It’s disgusting!
The shopkeeper's description successfully sent all the guests away from the tavern.
Even the roughest men couldn't accept it, and they all went home to ask if anyone had bought something similar before.
As soon as he saw that everyone in the store had left, the shopkeeper quickly invited Jiang Cha to sit in the VIP seat of the store with shining eyes.
He also asked the kitchen to make something tasty for her, and they ate and talked.
The organization originally sent him here to serve as a contact point on the border, responsible for monitoring the movements of the Japanese on the other side of the river and reporting back to his hometown in a timely manner.
Another thing is to raise funds for everyone here, and use the money earned from opening businesses as funding.
Unfortunately, this place is too remote, the Kuomintang garrison is quite tight, the Japanese often harass, and there are fewer ships traveling to and from the riverside dock.
As a result, merchants coming to the town are almost nowhere to be seen, and under such circumstances, business is barely doing well.
The town is supported entirely by the people in the town. The garrison troops come here quite often, and every time they come, they provide food and drinks, but unfortunately they don’t pay!
If more people come, he will have to pay for it!
As he watched a wave of troops go to the other side, he even had enough money to buy supplies.
If this continues, he plans to lead his team to the nearby county to rob some bandits!
At this moment, the shopkeeper sitting opposite Jiang Cha had shining eyes. It was no exaggeration to say that a string of ￥￥￥￥ was coming out of his eyes.
"When did Miss Jiang arrive? I'll have the chef prepare some local specialties for you tonight to welcome you home! It's just that our conditions here are limited, so please don't mind!"
"Miss Jiang, are there any dietary restrictions? The food here tends to be spicy and sour, and I'm not sure if you're used to it! If you can't handle spicy food, can I ask him to make you something lighter?"
The chubby shopkeeper looked at Jiang Cha with a cautious look, which instantly reminded Jiang Cha of Party B whom he had met in college.
At this moment, she was like the incarnation of Party A's father, sitting in a small cubicle and "enjoying" his "greetings".
"I've been here for a long time, swimming back from the other side. You've heard about the Qian family's situation, right? Find a few people to help me move the stuff away tonight. It'll be a lot more if we bring a few more people!"
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