Chapter 4 This is too extravagant!
The scholar seemed bewildered by her question, "Clubs? What are pranksters? Are they people?"
Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be acting, Jiang Ling felt a surge of fear!
She walked to the door and looked outside. It was pitch black outside, with muddy roads and only a few specks of moonlight shining through.
Where did the streetlights go during the day?
And what happened to the surrounding buildings?
Why is her shop the only one here?!
Watching the scholar carrying the lantern walk away into the distance, Jiang Ling stood at the door, holding ten copper coins in her hand, still finding it unbelievable!
She decisively closed the wooden door.
Turn around and walk to the other side, then open the roller shutter door.
Streetlights! Buildings! Concrete roads! And the lingering crowds!
More importantly, there's still the sun that hasn't completely set!
Good heavens! Behind that wooden door lies a world from ancient times!
Moreover, she clearly remembered staying in the store for more than an hour. It was already dark over there, so why hadn't the sun set yet here?
Could it be that time flows differently in the two worlds?!
Jiang Ling was in a state of utter confusion, so she simply closed both doors.
It took me more than an hour to calm down.
She then picked up the thirteen copper coins from the counter and pulled open the roller shutter.
I rode my electric scooter to the nearest antique shop.
The streetlights outside were just coming on.
Jiang Ling wandered around the shop and finally spotted all sorts of ancient bronze coins displayed on the counter.
These coins vary in size, some are rusty, and some are severely worn.
The owner here is in his fifties. Seeing that she was a young girl looking at it very seriously, he came over and asked her something.
"What has caught your eye, young lady? Here are copper coins from various dynasties. If you'd like, I can introduce them to you."
Jiang Ling then looked up and asked, "Boss, do you accept copper coins here?"
The shop owner was taken aback, thinking it was a customer. But, well, it could be considered a customer, right?
Jiang Ling took out a copper coin and handed it to him.
The boss picked up a magnifying glass and examined it carefully.
"Excellent! This coin is so well preserved! It looks brand new! It's absolutely top-quality! Miss, where did you get this coin?"
Jiang Ling casually lied, "It was left to me by my grandfather. Boss, please check how much it's worth."
The shopkeeper's eyes never left the copper coin; his fingers repeatedly turned it over, examining its texture and patterns.
It's rare to see something so well-preserved. I initially thought it was fake; such ancient coins have extremely high collectible value.
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll take this ancient coin for 2000. Is that alright, miss?"
2000? Jiang Ling was completely surprised!
She originally thought one coin was equivalent to one dollar today, and she thought it was just a child's toy. Now it has increased two thousand times. She has made a fortune!
"Okay. I have twelve more here. Boss, see if you can buy them all at the same price."
The boss's eyes widened in surprise.
Thirteen copper coins were sold for 26,000.
Jiang Ling seemed to have seen a once-in-a-lifetime business opportunity.
Opening a department store in modern times is too common, but if you opened a modern department store in ancient times, it would be a completely different story!
He made over 20,000 yuan just selling instant noodles. If he sold something else, wouldn't he become rich?
She seemed to see a glimmer of happiness; she knew that she would be able to pay off her debts soon!
How many people in ancient times could have resisted the high-tech food available today!
Let's do it!
When Jiang Ling returned, she cleared out the area near the wooden door and placed four small tables there as a dining area.
The arrangement of the shelves at the back has also been adjusted, with food and daily necessities placed in front, while more high-tech items are put in the warehouse first.
As soon as she finished setting it up, she couldn't wait to open the wooden door.
After working for more than an hour, it was already dawn outside the wooden door.
The sun was just rising.
The time flow rates of the two doors are indeed different!
However, what surprised Jiang Ling even more was why so many people were walking in the same direction today?
There were even many horse-drawn carriages on the road.
Just as I was wondering, a familiar voice rang out.
"Shopkeeper!"
Jiang Ling looked into the crowd and saw that it was the old man who had delivered mushrooms yesterday.
A five- or six-year-old boy was following behind him.
"Grandpa, we meet again."
The old man made a gesture of respect with his hands clasped, and the little boy imitated him in a similar manner.
"The shop has been closed for a few days and is finally open for business today."
How many days have you been resting? I just saw you yesterday.
It seems that time flows much faster here than she imagined.
"Something came up at home, which delayed me for a few days."
"I see. Ever since the old man ate the noodles you cooked that day, he's been dreaming about that taste. When he got home that day, he even had the smell of noodles still on him. When his two grandsons smelled it, they scolded me for eating alone and made a fuss for quite a while."
The old man regretted his words as soon as they were spoken, feeling that they sounded like he was trying to freeload again.
"If the old lady still wants to eat, I still have some in my shop. I'll cook her a bowl."
The mushrooms the old man brought sold for fifty yuan, enough to eat more than a dozen bowls of instant noodles.
Upon hearing this, the little boy looked at his grandfather with delight.
His mouth watered just from the smell that night.
"No, no, no, how could I dare to bother the shopkeeper again? Even if I want to eat, I have to pay real money. I'm just passing by with my grandson, not here to eat for free."
He stopped his grandson's urge to eat, because he needed to make his point clear today, as all the villagers coming and going were watching.
If people find out that he came here specifically to freeload, his whole family will be banned from living in the village.
"How could that be? The mushrooms the old man gave me last time were really popular with a friend of mine, and he sold them for fifty coins. That bowl of noodles wasn't worth much; I actually made a profit."
The old man was surprised, "Really?"
"Really, really, since the child wants to eat, please don't stand on ceremony, grandpa. Come in and sit down."
The old man hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist the child's pleading eyes, sighed, and finally went inside.
The layout here is different from a few days ago; it looks more spacious.
Jiang Ling had already taken two packets of instant noodles into the kitchen. Considering that the child couldn't eat spicy food, she took the scallion and pork rib flavor.
Boil water and cook noodles.
She had finished the meatballs, so this time she only added two eggs.
Jiang Ling cooked the noodles and brought them out. Soon, the aroma filled the entire grocery store.
The old man strictly required his grandson to sit properly.
When it was served to them, they were all stunned.
This smells amazing!
The golden noodles glistened with golden oil and were topped with two poached eggs!
These are eggs! His whole family might not even get to eat a few throughout the year.
Although the family raises five chickens, they only lay about thirty eggs a month. Of those, a fixed thirty eggs each month are taken to town to sell for money.
The remaining family members have to take care of both the elderly and the children. There are eight people in their family, and each person is lucky if they can eat one egg a month.
There were only two in this big bowl of noodles!
That's incredibly extravagant!
Just as the old man was about to refuse, Jiang Ling brought them two more small bowls and served them noodles.
"Grandpa, eat quickly. The noodles won't taste good if they're left out for too long."
Grandson Zhao Xiaoer was already drooling with envy, but he was still waiting for his grandfather to speak.
The old man sighed, "Eat."
Although he knew in his heart that those mushrooms wouldn't sell for fifty coins, refusing them now would be even worse.
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