Snack stall reported

The big boy mentioned by Aunt Zhao is Erniu’s brother, Shen Rushan.

He is the same age as Shen Tiancheng, the second brother of the Shen family. He has been aware of the Shen family blood since he was young. When Zhao Ye told him to go east, he would go west. He liked to play with the other children of the Shen family the most, and he was often beaten for this.

Not only did he play, he also turned his elbows outward and picked up all kinds of delicious food from his own basket to feed the boys in the second brother's family.

Zhao Ye caught the culprit many times on the spot, and even broke several broomsticks, but it was of no avail.

When he was a child, he ran behind other children on the way to school and chased after them after school. He looked down on other children in the village and insisted that they could not play together.

He mysteriously worships Shen Tiancheng and follows the second brother to work in the factory.

The difference is that he lives in the dormitory in the factory, so he doesn't have to run around every day. Last weekend, there was a movie in the factory, but he didn't come back.

As for the younger sister of the Shen family setting up a stall, the eldest child had already learned from Shen Tiancheng.

That afternoon, Shen Rushan instigated his co-workers who had bicycles to rush to the market to eat the legendary stinky tofu that Shen Tiancheng praised to the sky.

From a distance, I heard the shouting: "I've loved, hated, lost, and passed by, don't miss it. Authentic deep-fried stinky tofu, it smells stinky but tastes delicious, not a penny more than it costs."

"Old Four, it's really you!" Shen Rushan jumped out of the car and rushed straight to Shen Tianyou without waiting for the car to stop.

"Brother Da Wa, why are you here?" Shen Tianyou was half a head taller than him. He put his arms lightly around Shen Rushan's shoulders and pulled him to the stall.

Shen Roujiao, who was busy frying stinky tofu, didn't notice the two of them.

"Brother, sister!" Shen Rushan shouted at them.

Shen Tianhua, who was cooking skewers, was frightened by him and said, "Big boy!"

"Brother Da Wa?!" Shen Roujiao's eyes, which were red from the smoke, stared at his hair, her voice full of surprise.

Shen Rushan has premature gray hair. At a young age, he has gray hair just like his father Shen Shanhe. He is a young man in his twenties, but he looks like a middle-aged uncle.

Hair is really important!

"You run the stall really well. Brother Tiancheng always praises you in front of me! This," Shen Rushan pointed at the tofu being fried yellow in the pot and asked, "is this the stinky tofu that has become so popular in our factory?"

In fact, the two factories are not far from each other, only one is big and the other is small. At first, the stall was set up here considering the customer flow.

The worker parked his bicycle, stood beside Shen Rushan, stared at the stinky tofu in the pot, and swallowed his saliva.

"This is my co-worker. He brought me here on his bike."

"Thank you!" Shen Tianhua thanked the workers beside him, instructed Lao Si to arrange for them to sit down, grabbed a handful of skewers and put them in the pot to cook, and took out two candied pears and handed them to Lao Si.

"No, no." Shen Rushan, holding a pear in his hand, waved his hands and stood in front of the stall, refusing to sit down no matter what. It's fine to eat and drink for free, but taking up two seats is really ignorant.

Before they finished eating the pear, Shen Roujiao brought over some fragrant fried stinky tofu, "Brother Da Wa, try this."

Shen Rushan picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The moment he took a bite, his mind clearly felt the words that Shen Tiancheng had recommended countless times, "It smells bad, but tastes good." It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a clear, salty and strange fragrance. It was really delicious.

"Little sister, your second brother didn't lie to me. It's delicious, really delicious." The worker next to her also echoed and nodded continuously.

"Brother Da Wa, thank you for coming." Shen Roujiao thought of the original text, where Shen Rushan cried miserably in front of his second brother's grave, and her eyes inexplicably became red.

Due to the busy business, they didn't have much time to chat at the market. Shen Rushan and his co-workers tasted everything they could.

The next day, the story about the stinky tofu at the market spread like wildfire in the factory. The workers were like skilled storytellers, constantly boasting that it was cheaper than meat and tasted better than meat.

It's only a dime, and everyone wants to try it.

On the contrary, in the village, there are more people wandering around the market than placing orders. Most of them heard rumors and went to see what was going on.

This includes Aunt Xu from the Xu family.

Aunt Xu and Aunt Xu are sisters, both married from other villages. Because of a word from Shen's mother, they were offended and still hold a grudge against her.

Seeing that the Shen family stall was doing well, Aunt Xu's eyes turned red with jealousy. She stopped a man who was enjoying his meal and asked, "Little comrade, what is this you are eating called?"

"Juicy stinky tofu, did you come here specially to taste it?" It was spicy and hot, and the young comrade slurped the soup without stopping while talking.

"Is it really delicious?" Aunt Xu drooped her lips, her eyes full of doubt.

"Of course not, otherwise the business wouldn't be so good. It's only one cent a piece, why don't you try it, Auntie!" The young comrade displayed the spirit of Lei Feng, fearing that she didn't know, and pointed to the stall for her to see.

"What! One dime?! So expensive? They are such a black-hearted family, they are obviously trying to rip you off, and you still dare to come and eat here." Aunt Xu's ugly and vicious face showed, her eyes full of disgust.

The helpful young comrade was affected by Aunt Xu's words and became unhappy. "What's wrong with you, Auntie? If you think it's expensive, you can just not eat it. There's no need to say such harsh words. It's not easy for a young girl to run a stall. You can't deliberately smear her even if you don't support her! This is not kind."

"Hey, what's wrong with you, little comrade? I advised you with good intentions, but you turned the tables and blamed me. You don't know what's good for you." Aunt Xu rolled her eyes almost up to the sky, revealing only the yellow whites of her eyes.

"I think you are here to cause trouble on purpose. Why don't we go and seek justice from the stall owner?" As the young comrade spoke, he grabbed Aunt Xu's sleeve and pulled her towards the stall.

Aunt Xu was so frightened that she hurriedly shook off his hand and ran away.

Perhaps because she was walking too fast, Aunt Xu stepped on a rock and fell flat on her face, her knees were bruised and her forehead was bruised. Of course, this fall must be blamed on the Shen family.

She returned to the village, not even to her home, but went straight to her sister to gossip.

…….

The "bad things" about the Shen family making money also reached the ears of the village chief.

After returning from the stall, the Shen siblings first saw their second brother at the door of their house. "You are finally back. The village chief and father are waiting for you in the main hall."

"Waiting for us? The village chief?" The eldest brother couldn't believe it. How could such a big shot as the village chief suddenly visit their house?

"Humph, last year when the land was distributed according to the household contract responsibility system, the village chief gave our family the most difficult land to cultivate. I haven't even gone to argue with him about this, but now the village chief comes here on his own." Shen Tianyou was indignant and acted as if he was ready to go in for a quarrel.

Shen Tiannan stopped him and glanced into the yard, "Old Four, don't act rashly. Let's see what the village chief says first."

"Brother!" Shen Roujiao also tugged at Fourth Brother's sleeve, asking him to listen to her advice.

"Come in! Let's talk inside." Shen Tianhua stepped into the yard first, followed closely by the four siblings, who stood in a row in the main hall.

The village chief was chatting with Mr. Shen when they broke in as a team. The scene was quite scary.

"Oh, look at how neat and tidy they are, and how energetic they are! I was just chatting with your dad about your stall, and you're back already. It's true that it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early."

Is that a coincidence?

Not a coincidence at all.

The village chief has also been here before.

The village chief is actually a practical man. He really wants to lead the villagers to do something practical. Everyone has been living in hardship, poverty and chaos for too long, and it is time for good days to come.

From handling the return of educated youth to the city to handling the household contract responsibility system, the village head actively responded to national policies and never deliberately hindered or made things difficult for others.

It was so late at night that he came here just to set up the stall.

Because someone in the village was jealous and reported the Shen family.

Red eyes, commonly known as "pink eye".

They just can't stand seeing others live a good life. It doesn't matter if they can't get rich, but they will never allow people from the same village to get rich.

He hates whoever gets rich and does tricks behind their backs.

At that time, people had to set up stalls secretly in the beginning, and they would run away if someone came to catch them. It was not until the country decided to restore the policy of developing the individual economy that idle laborers like the Shen brothers and sisters were allowed to engage in individual labor, commonly known as self-employed individuals.

In the city, one needs an individual business license to set up a stall, but this kind of market, which is small in scale, with few stalls and spontaneously organized by villagers, is still the most primitive street stall economy and has never had a business license.

But the problem is, if other people didn't have it, no one would report it; but if the Shen family didn't have it, they would be reported anyway.

After receiving the report, the staff of the town's Industrial and Commercial Bureau came to the village this morning and explained the situation to the village chief: Since the state allows stalls, they must comply with policy regulations. In the case of the Shen family, they are definitely not allowed to set up a stall unless they apply for a business license.

After the village chief explained his purpose, the Shen family felt very disappointed and extremely depressed.

Only envy the results, not the process.

For this small stall, the Shen brothers and sisters got up at three o'clock every day and went to bed at nine o'clock. They were so tired that their waists could hardly stand up straight, and their arms were covered with burn scars. Setting up a stall was more arduous than working in a factory and more tiring than farm work, but the money they earned was hard-earned.

The good days didn't last long before someone reported him and his financial resources were cut off. He felt resentful and disheartened.

"Village chief, do you have any good solution?" Only Shen Roujiao remained calm and was not frightened by the difficulties before her.

Doing business is not that easy.

Human nature is inherently bad.

She had encountered too much in her previous life, this was just the beginning.

All books on success say that good entrepreneurs should remain calm and composed when faced with problems. They are successful because they are good at solving problems.

There was no time to be angry, Shen Roujiao had already started thinking of a solution.

The village chief would not have come just to inform us if he had waited until now. Even if he did, he would have brought some policies with him.

Sure enough, the village chief laughed.

He pointed at Shen Roujiao and said to Shen's father: "I think this youngest child in the Shen family is the smartest and bravest!"

Having said that, the village chief took out a piece of letter paper from his shirt pocket, unfolded it on the round table, and tapped it twice with his fingertips. "Come and have a look." He waved to the younger sister and specifically asked her to come over.

It was an application letter with the village brigade's seal on the bottom.

The general idea is that someone needs to apply for an individual business license to operate a stall in a certain market, and the application must be approved by the village brigade.

"Village chief, with this letter, can I apply for a business license?" Shen Roujiao stroked the official seal, the light in her eyes shining brightly.

"Yes! You should discuss whose name should be written, who will apply, who will handle it, and who will set up the stall! You must follow the staff's requirements. This is the village chief's compensation to the Shen family. Last time the land was divided, I thought you were all young and strong, so I divided the land a little farther. You don't blame me, do you?"