Ma Baozhong looked at her.
He looked blank and like a fool.
"You brat, what money do you want? We're old acquaintances with Manager Yan. It's only half a basket in total. We can even give it to Manager Yan to eat." Aunt Tao stood up, holding onto the railing, and slapped her grandson's head hard.
"Ouch, Grandma, I'm a dad now, and you still keep hitting my head. Be careful, or I'll become even dumber."
Ma Baozhong covered his head and looked at her with a resentful expression.
"Alright, go deliver it now."
Aunt Tao urged impatiently.
"Aunt Tao, you still have to pay. Here, this is one tael of silver. The rest can be used for future purchases." Yan Xia only had five copper coins on her.
She had planned to buy some fruit to take home and eat, which wouldn't cost much, so she didn't take her purse.
He simply took out a tael of silver from his spatial storage and handed it to Aunt Tao.
"Oh dear, Manager Yan, this is too much."
Aunt Tao refused, she wouldn't take it.
"Please don't refuse yet. I don't have any change on me. Please take this money. Anyway, I'll be delivering goods later. It'll save trouble if my son doesn't know how to keep accounts while I'm not at the shop and can't figure things out. From now on, you can supply our shop with goods every year. Consider the extra money as a cooperation fee. If you don't accept it, I'll just assume you don't want to sell the peaches to me."
Since Yan Xia had said so, Aunt Tao had no choice but to accept the money.
After chatting for a few more minutes, Yan Xia took her leave.
She led Ma Baozhong, who was making his first delivery, back to the shop.
After having the maid carefully take the peaches out of the bamboo basket, Ma Baozhong left with the empty basket.
"Grandma, Manager Yan's shop is so big! I didn't dare to speak when I went in. My God, how much silver must such a big shop earn in a day? She's so rich, yet she speaks to us so kindly. Manager Yan must be a good person."
Back on the bridge, Ma Baozhong excitedly said to Aunt Tao.
"Manager Yan is a really good person. Last year, we sold all our peaches to her, and the peach shortbread you're eating is delicious, isn't it? It was all given to us by Manager Yan."
Aunt Tao's smug look made it seem like she was showing off her precious daughter to outsiders.
The person standing in front of her was clearly her own grandson.
"No wonder, those delicious peach shortbreads were made by Manager Yan. If I had money, I would buy a bag every day to eat at home. I wonder how much a bag costs. Grandma, you've already made a profit, buy me a bag to eat."
Ma Baozhong is 22 years old this year and has two sons, one is 6 years old and the other is 4 years old.
At an age when he should have matured long ago, he was still acting like a child with Aunt Tao.
"Eat, eat, all you know is how to eat! You're the biggest glutton in the whole family. Xiaoming and Xiaodong are more sensible than you. You, as their father, are not as good as your two sons. That bag of peach shortbread costs tens or even hundreds of coins. That's enough to buy so much meat! Now that our family's life is a little better, you brat are getting cocky. You still want to eat peach shortbread? Go eat your ass!"
Aunt Tao gave Ma Baozhong a smack on the forehead.
He screamed in pain as the ball was struck.
"I think I just heard you talking about the peach shortbread from Yan's Pastry Shop?"
At this moment, a vendor selling cloth shoes nearby chimed in.
"Yes, that beautiful woman just now was Manager Yan. She's capable, good at making money, kind-hearted, and beautiful. She's probably not even as pretty as a fairy from heaven. Her peach shortbread is so delicious, crispy and fragrant. No wonder her shop is doing so well."
Aunt Tao was praising Yan Xia to the skies.
"You make so much money selling peaches? A bag of peach shortbread costs half a tael of silver!"
He glanced at the clothes worn by the grandfather and grandson, and they didn't look like people who could afford peach shortbread.
I thought Aunt Tao was bragging.
"What?"
"Half a tael of silver per bag?"
"So expensive? I thought it would cost at most a string of cash." Aunt Tao was startled.
"A string of cash? You're dreaming. Nothing at Yan's Pastry Shop costs less than half a tael of silver. Otherwise, how could she buy houses and shops? She probably counts money so much at night that her hands cramp up. Where did you buy a string of cash? You probably bought a fake from another store."
The cloth shoe vendor curled his lip.
He stopped paying attention to Aunt Tao.
What was he chatting idly with an old woman about?
I guess he's just too proud to admit it and loves to brag. Haha, he caught him red-handed.
They weren't ashamed at all, and even gave away a string of cash.
One string of cash can buy at most one piece!
“Zhong’er, what should I do? Your grandma owes you a huge favor! Such expensive pastries, but Manager Yan was so kind and sold them to me for only 20 coins. I always thought the most expensive pastries were only a string of cash, but they cost half a tael of silver. Oh dear, I was so stupid. Why didn’t I ask? This money is burning my hands. I have to pay her back. Oh dear, Manager Yan definitely won’t accept it. What should I do?”
Aunt Tao was extremely anxious.
I don't know what to do.
"Grandma, how about you get some peaches for Manager Yan? I just looked around, and there were no peaches for sale on either of the two bridges, only we are selling them. Does that mean no one in Shuangqiao Town grows peach trees?"
Ma Baozhong suggested.
"Oh my, you really are my precious grandson, so clever! I remember there are quite a few peach trees in your in-laws' village, right? Here's what we'll do: before our second batch of peaches ripens, let's go to your in-laws' house. If Manager Yan doesn't have enough peaches, he must be very anxious. We'll buy those peaches and then sell them to Manager Yan. But we must choose the good peaches; we can't accept the rotten ones."
"Grandma, are the peaches we bought still selling for this price?" Ma Baozhong asked.
"Of course! Alright, let's go buy some brown rice and salt after we finish eating and then go back. We'll also buy some cheap pastries for the kids to sweeten their mouths. And you little rascal, are you starving? Here, take two coins and buy a meat bun. Don't tell anyone."
Aunt Tao handed Ma Baozhong two coins.
He took out a hard, stone-like gray steamed bun from his basket and sat down by the bridge to eat it.
"Milk, aren't you going to eat?"
"Grandma doesn't like meat buns, she loves these gray flour steamed buns, they're so delicious!" As Aunt Tao spoke, crumbs of the steamed bun she had just bitten into fell all over the ground.
It looks so dry.
That was truly against my conscience.
How can a bland, gray-flour steamed bun compare to a fragrant, soft, and fluffy meat bun?
"Then I won't eat it either." Ma Baozhong returned the money to her.
"You silly boy, I was just praising you for being smart, why are you being silly again? If you don't eat this time, you won't have another chance on the way. Hurry up and buy some meat buns, eat your fill, and then we'll go home."
Ma Baozhong had no choice but to obey, and with two coins, he bought a plump meat bun.
The meat bun was no bigger than the palm of his hand, and he was only about three-tenths full after eating it.
"Milk, I bought it. I'm not very hungry, let's split it in half."
Ma Baozhong broke the steamed bun in half, selected the larger piece, and stuffed it into her hand.
"I don't want to drink milk, I'm full from drinking milk."
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