"Mom, let them go."
"What?"
The homeowner turned to look at his son, whose face was bruised and swollen.
"Let them go."
"But·······"
"It's alright, don't worry, I'll just wait here. I don't know how many years they'll sentence me for burglary."
Ning Hong scoffed. He'd even taken pity on them and given them a meat-filled steamed bun back then. Little did he know, it was precisely because of that one bun that so many problems would arise.
Ning Hong gave the meat-filled steamed bun to her grandson, but the homeowner, who doted on his son, divided it into two parts, giving one part to her grandson and keeping the other for his son.
Once her son tasted it, his wicked intentions came to him.
Such delicious food must be a money-maker. Of course, at first, she might just be envious, but Ning Hong went home.
The spices and sauces were left in this room of their house, which led to the theft of the sauces.
"You promised to give me everything inside."
"Here you go, I'll definitely give it to you."
After being beaten up like that, he felt much better.
He'd already worn the clothes, so he definitely didn't want them anymore. And those sauces too.
He noticed that the color of the sauces had changed.
I guess he just used a eating spoon to scoop it out.
It will probably break in two more days.
"Let's go."
He left the steamer and similar items in the mall space, so he left empty-handed.
"Mom, sauces get better the longer they're stored. Let's make braised meat and sell it. The business is sure to be good," the landlord's son said with a grin.
Ouch, that hurts! It really hurts!
However, the thought of his own family's business eventually doing just as well as his made him want to laugh...
"Hongze, are we just going to let him go like this?"
"It's nothing. Anyway, I don't want anything inside anymore. Besides, it's better if they don't learn to do business like me. Once they do, well, I can already foresee what will happen to them."
"So what should we do now?"
Cao Dahu was carrying his luggage, and although he was initially worried, seeing Ning Hongze's calm demeanor calmed him down.
There's nothing to be afraid of; Hong is just that powerful.
Just follow him.
"We need to rent a house now."
He didn't have money before, so he could only rent one room, but now he has money.
Good wine needs no bush.
His braised meat smelled so good; even though it was in a hutong (alleyway), there shouldn't be any problems. Ning Hong rented a rather old courtyard house, somewhat like a traditional siheyuan (traditional courtyard house), with a small courtyard inside.
The monthly rent is only twenty-five yuan.
Because it's a detached house, there's no need to worry about the same thing happening again. Besides, there are four rooms, one for the kitchen and three for my sister to stay in if she's on vacation and doesn't want to go back.
Ning Hong then decided to set up her stall at the entrance.
He asked many people in the alley, and they said that these people occasionally set up stalls in front of their houses to sell vegetables.
Ning Hong was overjoyed and immediately paid two years' rent.
He plans to sell his steamed buns and braised pork in this alley from now on, and maybe he can add baozi (stuffed buns) to the mix.
Unfortunately, he doesn't have enough money right now, otherwise he would have bought the small courtyard and renovated it properly once the house was completely his own, making it much more comfortable to live in.
The next morning, a rich aroma filled the entire alleyway.
What smells so good?
"I've had this taste before."
"The taste of steamed buns and braised pork."
Ning Hongze also has guests in this alley.
He immediately grabbed the bowl and ran out.
I also encountered some people who came out to see what was going on, not knowing what was happening.
"Old Liu, what are you doing? Are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated?"
"I'm going to buy steamed buns."
Without saying much, the old man nimbly ran towards the direction from which the fragrance was coming from.
"Oh, boss, you've moved here?"
"Yes, I went back to my hometown and found that my rented room had been occupied, and I was kicked out."
Ning Hong smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter, I'm more comfortable living in this house now."
Ning Hong did have some recollection of the old man in front of her. The old man bought things from her stall every day, and he was always among the first few customers, his efficient manner completely at odds with his appearance.
"Ugh, those people are really something..."
The old man understood Ning Hongze's words perfectly; she simply thought the business was too profitable and wanted to run it herself.
"Is it still only two hundred steamed buns available each day?"
The old man bought ten steamed buns stuffed with meat in one go.
His eyes then drifted to the steamer next to him. "What's this?"
"Meat buns, but only a hundred are available each day, and they cost three cents each."
"Then give those two a try too."
"Here's one more for you."
Ning Hong then cheerfully added an extra meat bun to the old man's plate, which immediately made him beam with joy.
Take a bite. The aroma of the bun dough mixed with the meat filling spreads with the white steam.
"tasty."
The old man couldn't help but shout.
He hurriedly grabbed the meat bun and rushed back.
"What a lovely old man," Ning Hong said with a smile.
Cao Dahu, who was standing to the side, looked at the people who had rushed over and his eyes lit up.
How much money can you make in a day like this?
He can't even do the math anymore.
Letting him invest for 500 yuan is such a good deal.
Hong also taught him how to make steamed buns, mantou, and even braised dishes.
Cao Dahu was deeply moved and wished he could stay by Ning Hongze's side for the rest of his life.
As for the previous homeowner...
They also followed Ning Hongze's example and sold steamed buns with meat filling.
Unfortunately, their steamed buns weren't very good; if it weren't for the meat filling, probably no one would like them.
However, two days later, someone brought over the spoiled meat.
"You heartless bastards, you actually brought us rotten meat to eat."
"No, we're all from the same village, how could we do such a thing?"
"If you can't do it, then there's nothing you can't do." This person threw the steamed bun and meat at the other person's face.
"Pay me money. If you don't, I'll smash up your shop."
Before he could explain further, two more people arrived, also demanding compensation. "It's fortunate that my grandson has a good nose and didn't dare to eat this spoiled food of yours. Otherwise, if something had happened to my grandson, I would have made you regret it."
They don't care about one or two people, but with so many, how could they dare to offend them?
I could only grit my teeth and give them the money, even though it hurt...
When they returned to the room, sure enough, the braising liquid had gone bad, and all the meat they had bought earlier was ruined and could no longer be eaten.
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