Jiang Yingxue smiled and said, "I recognized you. Today, if you buy meatballs or rice balls, you will get free peach juice." The elementary school student in front of her had also come to the stall to buy something yesterday. He was the youngest of her customers, so she recognized him at first sight.
"Wow! Okay, thank you, sister!" Liu Minmin was very happy to save 20 yuan to buy peach juice, and she will continue to buy it tomorrow!
Liang Zecheng said: "Sister, I want the same as her." He didn't like to choose by himself. Liu Minmin's taste was similar to his, and he often ordered according to Liu Minmin's list.
Zhang Xuhao said, "Sister, I want four skewers of fish balls, six skewers of shrimp balls, and one each of pork chop and egg and ham flavored rice balls."
Wu Xiaoxuan said, "Sister, I want two skewers of shrimp balls."
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"Okay, wait a moment."
These elementary school students prefer meatballs. Jiang Yingxue didn’t prepare much today, but they ordered them all as soon as they arrived.
Jiang Yingxue was making peach juice when a middle-aged woman popped her head in. Her name was Yuan Yali, and she was one of the people who had asked Lu Caiyun about her ancestral sauce last night.
Yuan Yali asked, "Little beauty, are your family members selling vegetables at the Dongsheng Vegetable Market?"
Jiang Yingxue smiled and said, "Yes, are you here to buy the ancestral sauce?" They would share interesting things that happened every day at home. Lu Caiyun once again mentioned that others liked their food, so she suggested selling Lingjiao bean paste. This auntie probably came to buy the ancestral sauce today.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Yuan Yali nodded happily. She didn't find the wrong place.
She waved to the middle-aged couple behind her and said, "This is it, come quickly!"
The middle-aged couple are Zhuang Liuhong and Wang Shaobo. They are Yuan Yali's neighbors and live near Dongsheng Vegetable Market.
Last night, Zhuang Liuhong asked Lu Caiyun for the recipe for her ancestral sauce, but she refused. Even if Lu Caiyun gave her the recipe, she wouldn't be able to make it. How could she possibly buy all the spiritual plants that weren't even in the secular world?
Zhuang Liuhong twisted her waist and stepped forward, "Here I come."
Jiang Yingxue said, "The Lingjiao bean paste is 200 yuan a bottle. How many bottles do you want?"
Yuan Yali said, "Let me have one bottle first." If her grandson likes it, it won't be too late to buy a few more bottles later.
Jiang Yingxue quickly packed a bottle of Lingjiao bean paste. Thinking that customers who bought meatballs and rice balls today were given peach juice, she couldn't favor some over others when buying Lingjiao bean paste, so she brewed another cup of peach juice.
She handed the packed bag to Yuan Yali and said with a smile, "Your Lingjiao Doujiang (spicy bean paste) is on sale today, and the Qiongtao Juice is free."
When Zhuang Liuhong saw that the bottle containing the sauce was only the size of a palm and that a cup of juice worth 20 yuan was given as a gift, she felt that the price of 200 yuan for the Lingjiao Doujiang was unreasonable and too high.
She bargained, "Beautiful lady, will you sell it for 20?"
There is a difference of 10 times between 20 and 200. Zhuang Liuhong is a good bargainer.
Jiang Yingxue still had a hospitable smile on her face and said, "I'm not selling it. No bargaining." When the family discussed it yesterday, her price was 2,000 yuan, but in the end Lu Caiyun's final price was 200 yuan.
Zhuang Liuhong frowned and shouted, "Beauty, the sauces in the supermarket are only a dozen or twenty yuan. Do you think it's appropriate to sell a palm-sized sauce for 200 yuan? Honestly, I wouldn't buy even 8 or 10 glasses of juice, let alone a free glass of juice! Change the price!"
After saying that, she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Jiang Yingxue.
Jiang Yingxue glanced at Yuan Yali next to Zhuang Liuhong, and the corners of her mouth twitched. Do these two people know each other?
Zhuang Liuhong also felt that she had spoken too quickly and had forgotten about Yuan Yali, who had already paid and received the goods. She nudged Yuan Yali's arm with her elbow and said, "If you return it now, the stall owner can't do anything to you."
Yuan Yali didn't make any move. She had already bought it, so she would see how the situation progressed.
Jiang Yingxue said calmly, "You can change the price. 300 yuan a bottle. This is my exclusive secret sauce, and I think 200 yuan is too low. As for whether it will sell, customers who can accept this price will naturally buy it, and I won't force them to not accept it."
A flicker of displeasure flashed through Zhuang Liuhong's heart. This stall owner was just as annoying as her family. One was hiding the recipe, the other was trying to raise the price, making her feel disgusted. In her eyes, all street vendor goods were negotiable. She hadn't expected this young stall owner to play by the rules, refusing to follow her lead and offer 150 yuan. He finally sold it to her at the 30 yuan price she insisted on.
Thinking that the neighbors were watching, Zhuang Liuhong felt embarrassed, and the more she looked at the bottle of pepper bean paste, the more she disliked it.
"How can you be so ungrateful? I asked you to change the price for your own good, but you raised the price by 100. Why don't you just go and grab it? Also, you talk as if I don't have money! I'm telling you, even if I have money, I just won't buy from you! If you don't listen to advice, you'll suffer the consequences!" She was so angry that she turned around and left, and her husband followed her.
Jiang Yingxue's cold voice echoed behind her, "Whether I eat or not is my own business. It's none of my business if others are just bored and have nothing to do with it. It's up to you to buy it or not." Preaching to her? He didn't even consider whether she was worthy enough!
Zhuang Liuhong paused and wanted to turn around to argue with Jiang Yingxue, but her husband Wang Shaobo thought her behavior was shameful and forcibly pulled her away.
This girl has a personality. Yuan Yali smiled awkwardly at Jiang Yingxue and said, "She's actually a very nice person. Don't take it personally."
"I can't tell," Jiang Yingxue said in a cold tone, "She is not qualified enough for me to argue with her." There are small characters like Zhuang Liuhong everywhere. Not to mention Zhuang Liuhong, even Jiang Hui and Zhang's mother who made trouble in the past two days could not cause any ripples in her heart, but don't think of taking advantage of her with words.
Yuan Yali: “…”
This girl was so stubborn. Yuan Yali couldn't respond to this and she stopped talking.
Then several more middle-aged people came to buy Lingjiao bean paste. After Jiang Yingxue made it clear that the price was not negotiable, half of them paid, and the other half turned around and left because they thought it was too expensive.
Hu Chunmei was one of the people who paid. Her stall was next to Lu Caiyun's. The smell of Lu Caiyun's food during this period was both a pleasure and a torture for her.
The 200 yuan worth of pepper and bean paste she bought can make her meals more enjoyable, so the 200 yuan is worth it.
At 11:20 am, a boy wearing a black hat came to the stall to buy the last pork chop and seaweed rice ball.
Zhang Weilong ignored it and his eyes would occasionally fall on the Xuehe rice ball stall.
Just then, when he glanced at the Xuehe rice ball stall, a thin figure wearing a black hat came into his sight.
Why does this person's figure look familiar?
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