Chapter 232 The gap between the rich and the poor

This little brat is chubby and dark because of eating too much.

Like a newborn wild boar, so cute and ugly.

After Jiang Fubao finished speaking, he pinched his chubby face.

Yu Shikang stared at her with his round eyes in confusion.

Their eyes met, and the next second, Yu Shikang burst into tears.

Jiang Fubao, who had done something bad, quickly let go of his hand and slipped to the front of the shop.

"Fubao, don't run around. Uncle is very busy now and can't watch you. Just play in the shop and don't go out. Do you hear me?"

When Jiang Dahe saw his niece coming from the backyard, he took orders from the guests while giving instructions to his niece.

"Well, I know, uncle. I will behave myself and definitely not run around."

She won't go back to the backyard anyway.

That black cow-dung-looking guy has a really loud voice.

When she cried, it sounded like thunder.

Her ears couldn't bear it.

After Jiang Fubao finished speaking, she took out the handkerchief her mother had tied around her waist and used it to wipe the dust off the door sill.

Then he sat down on it.

She was small, and sat at the far right, not being a hindrance to guests coming in or out.

According to the rules, one cannot step on or sit on the threshold.

But she is the beloved Jiang Fubao.

Even if she sat at the table, no one would say anything to her.

Sure enough, Jiang Dahe saw his niece sitting obediently at the door and didn't think anything was wrong at all. He felt relieved and continued to listen to the guest's conversation.

"Don't fight with me, I picked it up first—"

"There are so many leaves. I have a plan for today's lunch."

"Mom, let's pick it up quickly."

The sound of scrambling at the door attracted Jiang Fubao's attention.

She looked at the place where the people had just hit Bai Qianshan with something.

There were many broken eggs, a lot of vegetable leaves, rotten radishes, and cucumbers broken into several pieces.

This kind of dish is just something that rich people use to throw at others to vent their anger.

But it is a rare feast for the poor people in the town.

They are not even as good as those who live in the villages.

After all, the villagers have land and rely on the mountains, so they will never starve to death.

The poor people in the town can only make money by doing odd jobs such as washing clothes and dishes for others.

When times were bad and it was hard to find work, it was common to have only one meal a day.

That's why they get so excited when they see these dishes.

Broken eggs are the most popular, with the egg white and yolk still remaining in the eggshell. The second most popular is cucumber that has been broken into several pieces, which can be eaten after washing. The last is the vegetable leaves.

Even the radishes that were trampled to pieces.

There are people snatching them all.

Some people even lay on the ground, trying to pick up the egg yolk that was covered in mud.

Unfortunately, she failed.

If the egg yolk wasn't so dirty, Jiang Fubao suspected that she would lick it clean.

There is nothing left until the land at the door.

These people left.

Jiang Fubao felt a little uncomfortable.

If she hadn't come here, would the original owner's family be similar to these people?

If it doesn't rain, all things will wither and die.

I'm afraid it will be worse.

It is said that in ancient times, when there was a famine, people would eat their own children. Little girls like her, who were pampered by their family and had a chubby body, were the most popular among those people.

Jiang Fubao didn't dare to think too much.

She prayed silently to the sky.

I hope it rains soon.

Rain more and rain bigger to feed the dry land fully.

At this moment, Jiang Fubao realized that the gap between the rich and the poor was even greater not only in modern times, but also in ancient times.

Just like the customers who come to their shop to eat, almost all of them are wearing brocade and silk.

After all, food costs tens or even hundreds of coins, and few ordinary people can afford it every day.

Times were bad, and odd jobs in town only earned six or seven cents a day.

In her shop, you can only buy two bowls of mung bean soup.

Lianshan Town is still a relatively poor town.

If it were the more affluent Jiangnan, would the gap be even greater?

Jiang Fubao suddenly wanted to grow up quickly.

She wants to travel the entire continent.

"Go away, you can't afford the things here, don't join in the fun, if you want to drink green bean soup, go to the stall, it's only one cent there, why are you queuing here?"

Just as Jiang Fubao was lost in thought, there was a sudden commotion in the queue on his left.

It turned out to be an old man wearing a linen shirt full of patches, who was at the front of the line. The man behind him thought he was in the way and wanted to chase him away.

After all, Jiang's Snack Shop gave away skewers of meat today.

But since they are not short of money, it is impossible for them to just drink a cup of mung bean soup.

There are very few people who come to take advantage.

Many poor people, on the contrary, care more about their reputation.

The few people who wanted to take advantage were embarrassed to stand next to these people who were dressed so gorgeously.

Only this old man stands out.

Jiang Fubao looked carefully and found that the person causing trouble was actually a regular customer.

It was Mr. Liu, the shopkeeper who ran a grain shop in Caishi Street.

"Grandpa, it's your turn now, please go in quickly. Uncle Liu, you can't do this. Everyone has the right to come to our shop to buy things, regardless of whether he has money or not. Since grandma said that no matter what you buy today, you will get two skewers of meat for free, so even if this old man only buys green bean soup, we will give him skewers of meat.

So Uncle Liu, you can’t bully the old man. You are all customers of our shop and are equal. We must respect the elders and love the elderly. This is what my second brother taught me. He is studying in school and will be a scholar in the future~"

Jiang Fubao stood in front of the old man.

She raised her head and spoke to the troublemaker, Liu, the shopkeeper.

Manager Liu is an old customer, and Jiang Fubao will not offend him, but she also can't stand the way these rich people don't treat poor people as human beings.

She is only three years old.

Children don't understand rules.

So even if she wanted to teach the person in front of him a lesson, that person would not be able to get angry with a child.

Halfway through her speech, she even brought out her second brother to take the blame. After all, what did a child know about the big principles?

Someone must have taught me that.

really.

As Jiang Fubao finished speaking.

The shopkeeper, Liu, blushed deeply, seeming to be filled with shame.

"Uncle was wrong. I will change my words. Sir, please go first. It was hot just now and I was very irritated. I said something without thinking. I am really sorry. So, the green bean soup you ordered will be charged to me as an apology."

Liu Yanzhi also worked his way up from the bottom.

Fifteen years ago, he was still digging for food in the fields.

Later, he worked as a waiter, did odd jobs, and set up a stall. Finally, he saved some money and opened a grain store.

It has continued to develop until now.

He has moved from the village to the town.

Not only that, he also owned three grain stores in other counties.

After making money, he felt inflated.

Even though he came from a poor family, he looked down on his former self.

Jiang Fubao's words woke him up.

He was immediately filled with shame.

"No, no, I have money. I brought money with me. Little girl, I want to buy a cup of mung bean soup and take it back for my grandchildren. They are still waiting for me to go home. I won't sit down. I am very dirty. Just take it with you."