Chapter 170: I will kill her sooner or later!
"Aunt Zhang, have you heard about this new skewers thing coming out in District A? It's so popular, why are they even limiting it?"
"Of course I haven't heard of it. I heard that some people think the ones they bought are too little and are willing to spend a few cents more to buy from others."
"There's such a good thing. Tomorrow I won't set up a stall at all. I'll just ask my whole family to go buy some skewers directly. I can make more than ten coins just by reselling them, and I don't even have to spend any money."
"Who says it isn't? The kids at home have nothing to do on weekdays, so I plan to let them do this."
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After that, the two began to discuss whether they could buy more copies of the same person after a simple dress-up and change of clothes, and then they talked about which brand of fabric was strong and durable, and the conversation went further and further.
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. The couple looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
You can make money by selling it without any capital investment. Isn't this pie in the sky?
Don't underestimate the small amount of money. As the old lady just said, if the whole family joins in, it will be more than ten cents, which is enough for the family to buy groceries for a few days.
The more they thought about it, the more excited they became. The two of them hit it off and immediately decided to go to Area A first to see what the situation was.
It is now the busiest time in Area A. Pedestrians and vendors have crowded the roads so tightly that you can hardly move without being pushed forward.
As they went deeper, the first thing they saw was the stall of the imitator. They were a little puzzled when they saw that his stall was empty.
But as I turned my eyes to the long queue on the other side, I suddenly realized that they were just trying to copy other people's snacks but failed miserably.
The line was very long, but almost no one complained. Those in line were patiently chatting with the people in front and behind them, and it looked quite harmonious.
Wang Chengping immediately wanted to line up at the end of the queue. After all, this queue was real, and the sooner he lined up, the sooner he could earn the free money.
Zhang Xiulan grabbed him and said, "Boss, ask clearly before you go."
She was afraid that the news she heard from those two people was false, and that she would not make any profit from the price difference but would lose money instead.
"That makes sense. I'll go ask someone about it." Wang Chengping thought what she said made sense and nodded in agreement.
Zhang Xiu Lan was not idle either. She continued to walk forward along the long line, wanting to see what these so-called skewers were.
When she reached the end of the line and could see the stall clearly, she suddenly laughed out loud.
She didn't expect that the owner of the famous Anxinfang skewers stall was actually an acquaintance. She was afraid that she would never forget the faces of these two people in her life.
Some people are born with the belief that they are never wrong and that others are always wrong. Obviously, Zhang Xiu Lan and Wang Cheng Ping are such people.
It was obvious that they adulterated the malt sugar and that led to the inability to sell the stockpiled malt sugar. It was obvious that they wanted to attack Sang Yu and his daughter and that led to them being surrounded and having to run away with the money lost.
But they blamed everything on the Sang father and daughter, and they couldn't help cursing them these days.
Fortunately, the weather was good and they met the father and daughter here again.
When Zhang Xiulan saw the two of them, her originally pretty face was filled with jealousy and greed.
As we walked along, passersby would more or less talk about this legendary skewers stall. Each person is limited to buying three skewers, and the stall will be sold out within two hours of opening every day.
Before, Zhang Xiu Lan only thought that others had exclusive secret recipes and could earn money that ordinary people could not.
Now all she could think about was how to snatch it away, if she could get it into her own hands, she would be able to make countless money in the future.
By then, not to mention paying back the debt borrowed by my mother-in-law, even if she were to pay it back double, I wouldn't care. Maybe that family would have to live under their noses.
The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and the wider her smile grew. After Wang Chengping had inquired about the news and finally found her whereabouts, he patted her shoulder and was about to tell her the information he had learned.
The moment she turned around, she was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly.
Fortunately, he reacted in time: "Oh, why are you laughing so creepily in broad daylight? I almost peed my pants."
"Boss, I have good news for you." Zhang Xiulan put away the smile on her face and said seriously.
"What a coincidence! I have good news too. It's true. Someone is buying these skewers, and it's not just two cents per order, it's two cents per set. That means they can make six cents per set!"
Wang Chengping was very excited. Each person paid six cents per time, and for their family of six, that was a total of thirty-six cents.
Although the amount of money is not much, it is almost a no-cost deal. You just need to spend some time queuing up. You can find such a good thing anywhere else.
Zhang Xiulan couldn't bear to listen any longer and waved her hand: "Don't think about that little change, there are bigger ways to make money."
"Oh? What kind of wealth?"
Wang Chengping was immediately cheered up. If more than thirty cents could be called small change by his wife, then the big fortune she mentioned must be counted as two.
"Look over there and see who that is."
Zhang Xiu Lan pointed to the stall over there. Wang Chengping looked over there. When he saw the man's appearance clearly, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot and he clenched his fists and was about to rush over.
How could he forget this face? In the middle of the night he always dreamed of strangling the other person to death.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiulan was prepared and stopped him in time, saying, "It's not appropriate to take action now because there are so many people around. Just bear with it for now."
"That little bitch actually dared to show up. I'm going to kill her sooner or later!" Wang Chengping gritted his teeth in hatred.
"I have no problem with killing her, but before that, we have to get the formula out of her hands."
Zhang Xiulan seemed to have not heard her husband's intention to kill someone, and continued speaking naturally.
Wang Chengping didn't react at first, but he soon figured out the reason. The anger on his face disappeared and he laughed uncontrollably.
"The recipe? Yes, yes, yes, I have to ask for it. From now on, our family will be doing this skewer business, hahahahahaha."
Next, the two of them did not go to queue up. Instead, they found a secluded place where they could have a clear view of Sang Yu and the others' stall, and waited quietly.
After buying things and packing up, Sang Yu took Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia to buy vegetables. The family basically had to buy vegetables once a day now, otherwise the supply would not be enough to meet the demand.
Along the way, Zhang Xiu Lan and Wang Cheng Ping followed closely behind them, writing down the types of vegetables they bought one by one, as they would need them when they opened a skewer stall in the future.
After buying vegetables as usual, the three of them walked out of the city gate and continued east along the official road.
Wang Chengping and his wife stopped at the city gate and watched from afar as the three people's backs gradually disappeared at the end of the official road.
"God is really helping me. This family is actually refugees living outside the city." Wang Chengping sneered, feeling more confident.
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