Chapter 214 No Fragrance
Lin Hao and Qi Qiong stood among the crowd watching the excitement and quickly got a general idea of the situation.
The owner of the noodle shop was surnamed Liu. Because he had smallpox and had several acne scars on his face, people called him Liu Mazi over time. The name of the noodle shop "Liu Mazi Noodle Shop" came from this.
Liu Ma Noodle House was originally a small shop run by a couple. The food was mediocre, the business was mediocre, and it could barely support the family. When Liu Dalang was eight or nine years old, his wife died of illness. Later, Liu Mazi married a concubine, who is now the owner of the restaurant.
The boss lady was a widow who remarried with a daughter who was only a few years old. At that time, people thought that the family would have a hard time in the future. Unexpectedly, the boss lady was very good at making noodles. The noodle shop business was getting better and better. The Liu family went from being an ordinary family to becoming a wealthy family.
"This Liu Dalang is really outrageous. Even though the Liu family's mother is his stepmother, she treats him no worse than his biological mother. I remember when his biological mother died, the child had a big runny nose all day long, his face was never clean, and his clothes were tattered. Since the Liu family came, he has finally started to look like a human being. I didn't expect him to be so ugly when he grew up..."
Others had a different view: "You can't say that. Liu Mazi is on the verge of bankruptcy. It's such a big noodle shop. Would you be willing to let your stepmother control everything? Liu Dalang is the eldest son, so it's only natural for him to inherit the noodle shop."
"Too."
Lin Hao listened silently. No matter who thought that Liu Dalang treated his stepmother too harshly or who thought that it was not uncommon for stepmothers and stepson to have conflicts, everyone had a surprisingly unanimous opinion on the noodle shop: if Liu Mazi was gone, the noodle shop should of course be given to Liu Dalang.
Therefore, as the noise in the noodle shop grew louder and louder, the neighbors did not intervene. Instead, many people were worried about the taste of the noodles: "If the Liu family no longer runs the noodle shop, the noodles will taste bad, right?"
"Haven't you heard? Ever since Liu Mazi got sick, the Liu family hasn't been spending as much time in the noodle shop, so they've already found a chef to replace her."
Lin Hao suddenly realized...
No wonder I felt the noodles tasted a little worse this time, it turns out the person in charge had changed.
"Go home quickly and take care of my father!" With Liu Dalang's roar, the proprietress was pushed out.
The little girl ran out to help the boss lady, crying, "Mom, are you okay?"
The proprietress stood up straight and smoothed down her messy hair: "Mom is fine. Duo'er, let's go home."
The woman walked out with the little girl, and laughter came from the familiar noodle shop behind them.
A neighbor who had a good relationship with the woman advised, "Mrs. Liu, it would be good for you to go back and spend more time with Bao'er's father. Dalang is old enough, and he will have to take charge sooner or later."
The proprietress smiled and said, "Yes... I wanted to let the new chef get familiar with it..."
Lin Hao looked at the woman's somewhat lonely back, thought for a moment and decided to catch up with her.
"Auntie, wait a moment."
The proprietress held her daughter's hand and looked at her in confusion.
"I just ate noodles at the noodle shop."
The proprietress nodded. "I remember. What do you want from me, young lady?"
Lin Hao paused for a moment and said hurriedly, "Auntie, if you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to the Lin residence..."
She reported the detailed address of the Lin residence and returned to Qi Qiong in the surprised look of the proprietress.
On the way back in the carriage, Qi Qiong asked curiously, "Ah Hao, what did you say to the boss lady?"
"I want her to come to our family when she's in trouble." Thinking of Liu Dalang's ferocious look, Lin Hao felt that the future of the mother and daughter was not optimistic. "That Liu Dalang has no conscience. Once his father dies, not only the noodle shop, but even his family may not have room for them. Of course, it's best if it doesn't come to that."
For the sake of profit, even blood relatives would scheme to the death, let alone a stepmother. Since she had encountered her, it was no big deal to say a word.
"Oh, you are so kind."
When Qi Qiong returned to the palace, he told Princess Jing about this.
Princess Jing's depression was relieved by Sun Xiuhua's visit, and she hurriedly ordered her maid, "Send a few baskets of loquats and peaches that were just delivered from the farm to the general's mansion."
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As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. This daughter-in-law is a good choice.
Princess Jing felt a wave of fear and heartache when she thought about the idea of keeping Sun Xiuhua in the palace to strengthen the relationship.
Receiving the fruits sent by Prince Jing's Mansion, the old lady smiled and said, "Prince Jing's Concubine is easy to get along with."
Lin took a bite of the juicy peach and nodded, "Yes, these peaches are sweeter than the ones sent from our farm."
The old lady: “…” Fortunately, her daughter doesn’t need to be a mother-in-law.
By the middle of June, the Linji Powder Shop on Wanqing Street changed its signboard and a shop called "Wuxiang" opened.
The crackling sound of firecrackers attracted the attention of passers-by and nearby businesses.
"No fragrance? This store name is weird, what do they sell?"
There is no shortage of curious people in the world, especially those who come here specifically for shopping, who are particularly curious. After watching for a while, people gradually walked in, stepping on the firecracker shells on the ground.
Behind the counter was the charming female shopkeeper, two neatly dressed young girls stood by the door, and an old woman sat quietly in the corner.
"What are they selling here?"
"Selling flower water." The little girl who spoke was called Chunni, one of the girls Lin Hao rescued from the kidnapper.
As soon as they heard they were selling flower dew, most of the people who had come in left in a hurry. The remaining ones who were curious asked, "What kind of flower dew do you have?"
This time it was the younger girl who spoke: "There are rose dew and jasmine dew."
When they found out there were only two kinds of floral dew, many people left.
They all sell flower extracts, why not go across the street and buy some? Hua Xiangrong doesn't just sell flower extracts, they also have rouge, eyebrow pencils, scented sachets, and scented balls. They have everything you could want.
The shop was much emptier, and someone asked again, "How are you selling it?"
"Rose dew is five taels of silver per bottle, and jasmine dew is two taels of silver per bottle." Chunni said crisply.
"It's more expensive than Hua Xiangrong. Are they robbing us?" The rest of the people left cursing, including the one who stepped in.
Among them were those sent by the other side to inquire about the situation. When they returned to Hua Xiangrong, they were very happy: "We only sell flower dews. There is one kind of rose dew, one kind of jasmine dew, nothing more, and they are very expensive."
After hearing this, Hua Xiangrong's shopkeeper was completely relieved: "Don't worry about it, just do what you need to do."
If a flower dew shop like this can't last more than a month, he'll be considered a failure.
What made the shopkeeper even happier was that the firecrackers set off across the street attracted a lot of people over, but they failed to stay and many of them walked into Hua Xiangrong.
The shopkeeper's good mood didn't last long. A clerk came running in with a message: "Shopkeeper, a gorgeous carriage has stopped by the roadside, and the girl who got out of the carriage went to the opposite side."
“Don’t make a fuss.”
A moment later, the waiter came running in again: "Another carriage has arrived!"
The shopkeeper frowned.
After a while, the waiter looked bewildered and said, "Boss, the carriages coming here can't stop!"
The shopkeeper couldn't sit still any longer.
No, he wants to go and see!
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