Chapter 219 New Shop Opening

As soon as Ma Chunxia entered the door, she shouted loudly.

Her voice was like thunder on a summer day.

Jiang Fubao, who had just finished brushing his teeth and was rinsing his mouth, was so scared that he almost swallowed the mouthwash.

She held the mouthwash cup in her hand and raised her head blankly.

Look at Grandma Chunxia who is in a panic.

"What happened so early in the morning? You're so scared." Zhang Jinlan came out of the kitchen when she heard the noise.

She was holding an empty bowl in her hand, about to serve porridge to her granddaughter, with a look of confusion on her face.

"Yesterday, that kid from Lin Gu suddenly came back from town for no apparent reason. He said he had become the shopkeeper and wanted us to sell the bamboo tubes to him. He would give us one cent for every ten bamboo tubes. The condition was that if we sold to him, we could not sell to you.

I think this guy has bad intentions. In the past, no matter who called him, he didn't even smile. How come he became so attentive? I didn't dare to ask more questions and drove him out. Sister Jinlan, you have to be careful of him. I guess he is definitely up to no good. He doesn't want to do business, does he?"

After Lin Gu left, Ma Chunxia went to Wang Taohua's house.

The two chatted like this.

Only then did they realize that what Jiang Lingu said to them was exactly the same.

This is well prepared.

So they agreed to come to Jiang's house early in the morning.

On the one hand, they sent bamboo tubes and bamboo sticks, and on the other hand, they came to complain.

"He is the shopkeeper now?"

Zhang Jinlan was a little surprised.

The last time Jiang Lingu and his wife came to the shop to cause trouble, didn’t they say that Jiang Lingu would no longer be the accountant?

It was obvious that he had been driven out.

How come there are still people so blind as to hire him as the shopkeeper?

I'm afraid his brain is broken.

Or maybe it's because I have too much money.

Zhang Jinlan complained in her heart.

"Yes, he was quite boastful in his words, which must be true. Moreover, he also mentioned his master's family, saying that his master's family also wanted to sell mung bean soup, so they asked him to go back to the village to collect bamboo tubes.

I don't know why, but he has to make things difficult for you, saying that if I sell it to him, I can't sell it to you. But don't worry, sister-in-law, I didn't even let him into the house, and he doesn't know at all that I don't make bamboo tubes, but bamboo sticks."

After Wang Taohua asked her son to put down the bamboo basket, she also hurriedly spoke.

She also did not forget to express her loyalty to Zhang Jinlan.

"Sister Jinlan, do you think those people will come to deliver bamboo tubes later?"

The Jiang family came back too late yesterday.

So if you want to deliver the bamboo tube, you can only come in the morning.

After saying this, Ma Chunxia walked out of the door and looked around curiously.

Except for the villagers who were carrying hoes and dung buckets and preparing to go to work in the fields.

Those people who delivered the bamboo tubes were nowhere to be seen.

"Don't look at them. They won't come. I charge them 1 penny for every 15. They will definitely pick the expensive ones. It's human nature. But, I'm a petty person. Since they have chosen Jianglingu, it will be impossible for them to sell to me in the future."

Zhang Jinlan handed the bowl in her hand to her younger daughter-in-law and asked her to help her granddaughter serve porridge.

I was standing in the yard.

Chatting with Ma Chunxia and Wang Taohua.

It was not until the morning glow filled the sky that she packed her things and headed for town with her family.

today.

It’s the day when the Bai family returns the rent.

It is also the day when a new shop opens.

It was too much to handle the two tasks at the same time, so Zhang Jinlan also brought her eldest grandson and Jiang Shoujia along.

Same lineup as yesterday.

When she left, she reminded her grandson's wife not to open the door to strangers.

Qian Xile, who was treated like a baby, felt warm in his heart.

Watching my family leave.

She stroked her belly gently.

A gentle smile.

Then she closed the door.

Pick up a broom and start sweeping the yard.

The children, who have always been sensible, also started looking for things to do.

Including Jiang Huanyu who was only three years old.

She was carrying a small wooden basin filled with brown rice.

Went to the backyard with my sister to feed the chickens.

Two hours later.

The Jiang family opened the door of their new shop.

The originally dirty and messy Wangyue Restaurant has now been transformed into the clean and bright Jiang Family Snack Shop.

The plaque is still the original one.

Passersby, not knowing what was going on, kept looking inside.

On the other side of a few shops.

Behind Zhang Jinlan stood her two sons, like thugs.

Only after Bai Qianshan handed over six taels of silver and the two families tore up the paper contract did she get up and leave.

Jiang Fubao, who came with grandma, secretly took back the well water in the backyard.

She would never give the water cheaply to the Bai family.

She would rather pour it down the drain.

"Fubao, let's go——"

Following grandma's shout, Jiang Fubao came out from the backyard.

She was picked up by her uncle.

Left with family.

"Humph, what are you so arrogant about? You'll cry when you can't find the shop. Where's this Lingu guy? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Wan Zhen lost six taels in an instant.

She was so distressed that she secretly cursed the Jiang family.

At the same time, he wanted to vent his anger on Jiang Lingu.

"He's gone to the village to collect bamboo tubes. Let's go. We still need to buy tables, chairs and vegetables. Also, we need to hurry up and have the carpenter make the signboard. We can open the store in three days at the latest."

Since we want to borrow the Jiang family's name to open a shop.

Then it can't be closed for too long.

Otherwise, old customers who have failed several times will gradually stop coming.

Bai Qianshan was very anxious.

After the two of them closed the shop.

So he walked towards Caishi Street.

On the other side, Zhang Jinlan and three others returned to the shop.

So they started preparing the food to sell in advance.

"It's strange to say, the immortals really are always paying attention to our Fubao. When we just moved into the shop, they stuffed all the ice cubes and other things under the bed of the new shop."

Zhang Jinlan was kneading the dough.

Sighing.

The immortal Jiang Fubao sat under the persimmon tree and stuck out his tongue.

Didn't dare to speak.

The end of the Chen hour.

Jiang Dahe and Jiang Eryong lit two strings of red firecrackers, hung them on bamboo poles, and held them high.

It was like two giant red dragons hovering in front of the door of Jiang’s Snack Shop.

“Crackle, crackle—”

As the sound of firecrackers rang out, passers-by stopped in their tracks, attracted by the movement.

The flashing flames splashed everywhere.

The smoke rose up and the woman, choking, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

The sound of firecrackers lasted for a long time before it stopped.

At this time, the entrance of Jiang's Snack Shop was already crowded with people.

"Hey, how come there's a Jiang's Snack Shop here?"

"Yeah, wasn't it originally located next door? How come it's now located in this haunted shop? Tsk tsk, it's creepy."

"Shopkeeper, you may have been cheated. You can't stay in this shop. You should move out as soon as possible."

"Hey, this shop will be closed in March at the latest—"

“Hopefully, no one will die because of this.”

"I dare not go in. If there really is a ghost and it kills me, who shall I look for?"

"......"

Looking at the bustling people, everyone had different expressions on their faces.

There are those who are doubtful, those who are afraid, those who are sympathetic, and those who take pleasure in the misfortune of others.

The word "Gui Pu" is very famous. Anyone who often comes to this alley must know it.

This way, word spreads from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

Anyone who lives in the town basically knows about it.