Except for Yun Nian'an, everyone in the old man's room was dumbfounded.
Are all these people in Beijing so rich?
Ten taels of silver, a full ten taels of silver! He didn’t even blink an eye, and bought five at once.
Yun Nian'an really admired the man in front of him and had good taste.
The people surrounding him started to crowd together, with many of them shouting for two or three.
The men next door who were selling things from the Western Regions immediately looked gloomy.
The leading man saw that all the people at his stall were attracted to the stall next door.
He shouted loudly: "Don't be fooled, I am Xiyu!
The winter melons we have over there all have seeds, but look at his, they don’t even have seeds. Isn’t this fake?
Even though they look a bit similar, it’s not that difficult to open them after buying them.
And I’m sure you have never seen these people selling melons before, and you don’t know where they came from. I’m afraid they will leave after defrauding your money.
Ten taels of silver for a melon, don’t be cheated.”
When Zhang Zhuang heard the person next door say this, he immediately stood up.
"You haven't even tasted it, how do you know the melons they're selling are fake?
I think you are just jealous. I am the owner of the wonton stall at the front of our street.
I have worked on this street for more than 10 years, I can't cheat people!
This melon is really delicious, and didn’t our stall say that you can try it for free? You can try it and you will know. Why listen to some mean people’s instigation? "
When the onlookers saw that Zhang Zhuang had started to speak, they immediately looked over.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhang from the wonton stall? Why are you guys helping sell melons too?"
"Yes, yes, you know him from the melon seller."
Zhang Zhuang nodded heavily: "Let's meet! My stall has been closed recently, so I need to help sell melons here."
Everyone nodded in unison; they recognized Boss Zhang.
Boss Zhang is also a man with a hard life. His two children have had problems since birth and have been taking medicine ever since. The couple has been selling wontons rain or shine without taking a day off.
Before Zhang Zhuang's father and mother passed away, they sold wontons on this street. Many people grew up eating Zhang's wontons.
With Zhang Zhuang's guarantee and the free sample, I found that the food is indeed delicious, so I don't care what people from the Western Regions say!
They know very well that there are twists and turns in this matter. It is only because they are jealous of others that they deliberately spread rumors.
Old man Yun was still very anxious, but with Zhang Zhuang there to help talk to the customers, the customers immediately put aside their suspicions.
Yun Nian'an whispered in front of Zhang Zhuang: "I'll remember the favor you did me today."
Zhang Zhuang hadn't figured out what the little girl meant, but his wife tugged at her sleeves.
"The girl in front of us is a fairy. If she can be remembered by the fairy, do you think our son will..."
Zhang Zhuang immediately realized what his wife meant, but he sighed and shook his head.
He didn't dare to have extravagant hopes, and was even more afraid of having thoughts that he shouldn't have.
If the little immortal hadn't helped them deal with those strong men, they would have been dead by now.
The children in the family will become orphans, with no food to eat, let alone hope that their legs will heal. I'm afraid they won't live long.
Qian Huiniang opened her mouth but didn't dare to ask.
I couldn't help but sigh, never mind.
The couple had their lives saved, which was already a favor from the immortals. How could they ask for more!
I will earn enough money to buy medicine for my children in the future. I believe my legs will heal sooner or later.
The Yun family's stall was packed with people. Old Man Yun and Boss Yun kept handing out watermelons to newcomers.
The steward who had just come over hurriedly with his master.
From a distance, he pointed at Lao Yun's stall and shouted, "That's the stall over there."
"Okay, okay, let's hurry up so that no one can buy them all."
Many other people in the capital also heard about it, saying that someone from the capital was coming to sell winter melons, and they all came over.
Seeing the crowd getting more and more uncontrollable, Old Man Yun shouted: "Everyone, please line up first. Don't be in a hurry. There are so many watermelons. Everyone can have one."
"What is a watermelon? Aren't we here to buy winter melons?"
"Yeah, yeah, how can this family call a cold melon a watermelon?"
The people queuing at the back couldn't see what was happening in front, they could only hear Old Man Yun shouting loudly.
I thought I didn't want to queue for a long time and end up not knowing what I bought.
The more anxious the people at the back are, the more they want to come to the front to take a look. However, the people at the front feel that the people at the back are trying to cut in line, so how can they be willing to do that?
Soon several people in the crowd started fighting.
Yun Nian'an insisted and quickly stood on the stool, shouting to the crowd: "Dear uncles, aunts, please don't be anxious!
It's what you call the winter melon, but it's tastier and sweeter than the winter melon, and it doesn't have any seeds in it.
Because it tastes better, we gave it another name, watermelon, and everyone lined up in two more rows!
I'll ask my father and uncle to give each of you a small piece to try first!
If you have tried it and think it is delicious, then buy it. If you don’t like it, you can still buy it at Chengdu.”
When everyone saw that it was a little girl in her teens, she shouted at the top of her lungs, and the commotion in the crowd gradually stopped.
Old Man Yun and Old Man Yun were constantly moving the melons, weighing them and collecting money.
Yun Lao Da and Yun Lao San had already cut the third melon. They cut all the melons into smaller pieces and distributed them to the people in the queue.
Everyone who has tried the watermelon flavor thinks that this line is worth it even if it takes a little longer.
Yun Nian'an quickly joined the team of melon sellers. It was almost noon and the crowd had basically dispersed.
Just then, several men in uniform came over in a mighty procession.
When Old Man Yun saw what they were wearing, he thought they must be here to collect stall fees, so he hurried over to greet them.
"Sir, are you here to collect the booth fee?"
The leader glanced at Old Man Yun and nodded, "You are quite perceptive. You came late yesterday, so we won't charge you for the booth yesterday.
Starting from today, how many days will you have to wait?"
Old Man Yun thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at his stall and saw that more than half of the melons on the stall had been eaten away.
"Sir, we will only need to open it for two days at most."
Old Man Yun was talking to a few people collecting stall fees. Yun Nian'an patted Yun Lao San who was still watching the fun.
"Dad, hurry up and grab a watermelon and follow me."
Yun Lao San didn't know what his daughter meant, but he still picked a bigger melon and followed behind her.
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