Zhang Junrui banged on the steamer with an iron spoon and shouted, "These buns are approved by the state-run supply and marketing cooperative. The ingredients are genuine and not adulterated. They only cost 9 cents!"
Zhang Junrui dared to lower prices because she was originally an employee of a state-owned supply and marketing cooperative.
She is only 45 years old this year and should have five more years before retiring, but because of repeated disputes with customers, she was asked by her superiors to suspend her duties and reflect on her actions last year.
Just then, the government began to support individual businesses.
She simply applied for a leave of absence without pay and used the supply and marketing cooperative's channels to obtain flour at a low price.
Over the past year, she has earned quite a bit from selling breakfast, and she only has to work for a few hours, leaving her with a very relaxed afternoon.
It's much better than that lousy class.
But who knew, a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear out of nowhere.
She banged the iron spoon and shouted several more times, but the people surrounding Jiang Xuan acted as if they didn't hear her.
Jiang Xuan is introducing the method of making guanbing (a type of flatbread).
She's not afraid of others stealing her business.
Making guanbing (a type of flatbread) is not a secret; if you can let the dough rise properly, you've already succeeded halfway.
The key is how to prepare the ingredients.
She has already planned out her future plans; she wants to develop some of her own unique sauces.
Seeing that Jiang Xuan was so generous and didn't hold back, and that her pancakes were indeed plentiful, made with fresh ingredients, and were reasonably priced, I was quite impressed.
Several more people bought the pancakes on the spot.
This is unacceptable!
There were no more people queuing up at Zhang Junrui's side.
She served the last customer some porridge and then strode over aggressively.
"You little slut, how dare you steal my business!" She kicked over Jiang Xuan's poster sign and quickly tore the poster pasted on the cardboard box to shreds.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Zhang Junrui.
Zhang Junrui angrily threw the poster fragments on the ground and stomped on them. "Food that our state-owned supply and marketing cooperatives can trust is not as good as the rubbish made by a speculator like you."
A man couldn't stand it anymore and said, "How can you be like this? You're selling your steamed buns, and this girl is selling her stuffed pancakes. What's wrong with that?"
"Exactly. If others are engaging in speculation and profiteering, then aren't you the same? Really."
"I used to buy your steamed buns all the time, and now you have such poor manners."
Seeing that these people weren't on her side, Zhang Junrui became even angrier.
Taking advantage of a moment when no one was paying attention, she rushed over and kicked over Jiang Xuan's bamboo basket.
Several pancakes fell to the ground.
"You bitch, I'll teach you to steal my business!"
Jiang Xuan looked at her coldly, "Are you sick?"
"You son of a bitch, I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. You're just an outsider who thinks you can cause trouble on my turf."
Jiang Xuan raised her voice and said to the onlookers, "As you all just saw, this comrade tore down my posters and kicked over my basket in public. This is an act of disrupting market order. I would like to trouble someone to go to the neighborhood committee and ask them to uphold justice."
The man couldn't stand the locals bullying the young girl, so he said, "Fine, I'll go."
Zhang Junrui grabbed him and roared, "You dare to go! I've worked at the supply and marketing cooperative for ten years, and even the people in the neighborhood office give me a wide berth. Are you her lover? You're helping her."
The man was trembling with anger. He pointed his finger at her and said, "If you keep spouting nonsense, don't blame me for being impolite!"
“I’ll go!” A woman stood up. “You people from the supply and marketing cooperative are causing trouble and hindering the development of the individual economy. And you still think you’re right?”
"Go ahead, do you think I'm afraid of them?" Zhang Junrui crossed her arms and shook her legs. "Let's see what they can do to me."
Jiang Xuan said angrily, "You're a complete scoundrel."
"So what if I'm a scoundrel?" Zhang Junrui lunged forward, spitting all over Jiang Xuan's face. "I'll teach you a lesson today, you little bitch."
As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Jiang Xuan's hair.
But her hand was caught before it even reached into the air.
Lu Shengye, dressed in military uniform, shouted in a deep voice, "What are you doing!"
Jiang Xuan could hardly believe her eyes.
She rubbed her eyes hard, unable to believe that the person in front of her was really Lu Shengye.
Where did he come from?
Her heart was pounding, "Sound, sound wild."
Lu Shengye nodded to her.
Suddenly, a soldier with a powerful aura appeared, and the onlookers fell silent.
As soon as Zhang Junrui saw Lu Shengye, she immediately lay down on the ground and began to play dead.
In the crowd, someone whispered, "Oh, what happened to her?"
"Why did you suddenly faint?"
Jiang Xuan had seen this kind of staged accident scam many times before.
You like to show off, huh? Well, then let you show off to your heart's content.
Jiang Xuan said to everyone, "She must be too nervous. I'll help her."
As she spoke, she squatted down, looked at Zhang Junrui's still-moving eyelids, and pinched her philtrum hard.
I won't strangle you.
Zhang Junrui jumped up suddenly and yelled, "You, you want to strangle me?"
Jiang Xuan said innocently, "Auntie, I don't like what you're saying. You tore up my poster and kicked over my basket. Let the neighborhood committee settle this. But one thing at a time, I saved you just now. Shouldn't you thank me?"
How did you save me?
"Heaven and earth bear witness, if it weren't for me, would you have woken up so quickly?"
People in the crowd started talking about it.
"That's right, you treated her like that and used such foul language, and the girl didn't even hold it against you, what more do you want?"
"Someone like you, your business is probably coming to an end."
"Yeah, I definitely won't buy those buns again. Whether they taste good or not is another matter, but I'm scared of that kind of person."
Jiang Xuan raised her hand and said, "Everyone, please be patient and wait for the neighborhood committee to arrive."
Just then, Liu Wenju, the director of the neighborhood committee, came over, her big belly protruding.
He was not tall, and wore a gray Zhongshan suit with a fountain pen clipped to his jacket pocket.
Because of his large belly, he could barely button up his clothes, making him look round and plump, like a flour jar.
"What happened?"
People in the crowd began to talk all at once about what had happened.
Liu Wenju pointed to a man who looked honest and said, "You speak, tell me exactly what you saw and heard."
The man then told the whole story.
Liu Wenju looked sternly at Zhang Junrui: "How dare you! During your leave of absence without pay, you actually used the name of the system to bully and monopolize the market. The neighborhood committee will never tolerate such behavior. We will send a letter to the supply and marketing cooperative and ask them to handle this matter."
Looking at the pancakes on the ground, Liu Wenju said, "As for these pancakes, they will all be compensated to Comrade Jiang at the selling price. The posters will also be calculated as one pancake. We will proceed now."
Zhang Junrui flew into a rage, "You fat bastard, you dare to punish me? My uncle works at the Industry and Commerce Bureau..."
Liu Wenju raised his hand to interrupt her, "Perfect timing. We'll write up today's events and submit them to the Discipline Inspection Commission so they can thoroughly investigate whether anyone in the Industry and Commerce Bureau abused their power."
Zhang Junrui took a few steps back, her face ashen.
Looking at Jiang Xuan, Liu Wenju asked, "Comrade Jiang, do you have a business license?"
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