Chapter 53 Let's work together

"No, from the county."

Jiang Xinyue spoke one little bun at a time, without any ambiguity.

"His relatives bought it from you and gave it to him. Didn't you sell raw dumplings before? They said it tasted better than the ones in the county."

In a county town with a population of several hundred thousand, there are many more people selling things than in a town.

There are all kinds of food, too.

But compared to other northern delicacies, the dumplings made by Jiang Mingyue are much more delicious than theirs.

Not to mention the guests, even Jiang Xinyue was curious. How could her sister make such delicious food?

Jiang Mingyue thought about it and spoke in confusion.

"Maybe God saw that I had a hard life before, so he transformed my hands while I was sleeping, giving me the ability to make everything delicious?"

What she said sounded a bit far-fetched, but she actually believed it.

Jiang Xinyue and Jiang Manyue also believed it.

The old man and the old woman had smiles on their faces as they talked to their three granddaughters.

Their family's life is getting better and better. Not only do the children smile more often, but even the two old people are often grinning from ear to ear!

I thought that after my eldest son and daughter-in-law passed away, they would be destined to be busy and hard-working when they get old, but I didn't expect that now they are enjoying the blessing that others can hardly enjoy.

This is all thanks to the granddaughter.

The grandson-in-law also made great contributions.

The two old people couldn't be more satisfied with the young people.

Jiang Xinyue ate a little bit and then started to help sell things.

Today is Saturday, and their business is busy from morning to afternoon.

In fact, we could continue to do business in the evening, but all the things Jiang Mingyue prepared last night were sold out.

The small box used to store money was already full of money.

Gu Dongqing started to collect things.

Jiang Mingyue said something to him and got up to go to the vermicelli soup owner.

Jiang Manyue likes to be lively, so she went with her sister.

The two sisters came to the vermicelli soup stall, and the other party was also packing up their things, and it seemed that they were planning to close the stall as well.

When Jiang Mingyue came over, she saw the boss casually pouring the leftover soup onto the pile of dirt behind him.

The soup dripped down from the pile of earth, and that part that could not seep into the soil gathered together and formed a small stream that flowed toward the sewage beach in the depression.

Jiang Mingyue frowned.

When the Luo couple saw her coming, they smiled and asked her if she wanted to eat vermicelli.

The couple are quite honest and simple. They don't play tricks when doing business and are friendly to people, but they are not very hygienic.

Jiang Mingyue looked at the stove in front of them that had a lot of powder fallen on it, and then looked at the dishes that had not been washed immediately after use. Her brows furrowed even deeper.

"Brother Luo, Sister Luo, I don't want to eat. I came here to talk to you about something."

"What's up?"

Mrs. Luo looked at her man first, wondering what Jiang Mingyue wanted to talk to them about.

Should we ask them to stop setting up their stall here?

Mrs. Luo was a little nervous.

Brother Luo wiped his hands, which were stained with vermicelli soup, and sat down with a smile.

"What's the matter, Jiang's sister?"

The couple are honest and straightforward, but not stupid.

They both looked at Jiang Mingyue, waiting for her next words.

Jiang Mingyue didn't waste any time and went straight to the point and told them.

"When you sell things in the future, you can't just splash the soup back and be done with it."

"What does this mean?"

Brother Luo looked at Jiang Mingyue and asked, "Does our situation affect you?"

"Your behavior not only affects me, but also the entire street, and the biggest impact is on your stall."

As she spoke, she slowly sat down and explained to them in detail why she said that.

Honestly speaking, the couple in front of her didn't really agree with her idea that food should be sold hygienically.

In their minds, as long as there is food to eat, it’s good enough. What does it matter whether it’s hygienic or not?

Aren't they all food? Do we have to classify food into different grades?

“Yes.”

Jiang Mingyue gave an example, "Take your vermicelli soup for example. It costs 40 cents a bowl here, but if you go to a hotel in town or a hotel in the county, the price will be doubled."

"Can you say that the ingredients they use are different from yours? Or that their taste is especially good? I can't see it."

Sister-in-law Luo was confused. "Sister Jiang, what do you mean by that? I don't quite understand."

"That is to say, in addition to the taste, there is another very important factor that determines the price, and that is the environment."

They are for food.

Food hygiene must be the area where they need to pay most attention.

Regardless of whether the guests care or not, they must set an example and be strict with themselves.

Doing business next to manure where flies breed may not make anyone say anything in the short term, but after a long time, when the manure becomes increasingly smelly, will anyone really come here to sell things?

"We all like to eat in a clean and bright living room. No one likes to eat in a toilet."

If the streets are not cleaned up, they will sooner or later turn into latrines.

By then there won't be any customers at all.

The Luo couple, who originally didn't take this matter seriously, fell into deep thought after listening to Jiang Mingyue's words.

Looking up, they saw about three or four buckets of manure not far away, with flies flying around. Their previous attitude that it was no big deal was slowly wavering.

Is this really what Jiang Mingyue said?

But then again, her business was so good, there was no need for her to snatch their customers away and deliberately lie to them.

However, to be on the safe side, the Luo couple decided to go and see Jiang Mingyue's stall first.

Jiang Mingyue is very welcoming.

Several people came to Jiang's stall.

The Luo couple were surprised to find that Jiang Mingyue's stall, whether it was the place where steamed food was sold, the frying pan, the tables and chairs for eating, and even the place for washing dishes, was clean.

There was not a single scrap of food left.

The flies that were common in their place were not found at all in the Jiang family.

The couple began to reflect.

They nodded to Jiang Mingyue, turned around and went back to their stall.

Old Mrs. Jiang wiped her hands, came to Jiang Mingyue and asked, "What's going on with Xiao Luo and the others?"

"It's OK."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the couple borrow a hoe from someone, dig the soil from above into the sloping sewage, and fill up the slop sewage with the soil.

"Sister, do they think it's so easy?"

Jiang Xinyue also came over curiously to ask.

Jiang Mingyue shook her head.

“No hurry.”

After the words fell, the couple was seen using a shovel to shovel out the mud that was soaked with sewage.

They also shoveled the dirt from the sewage behind them to a pile farther away.

Jiang Mingyue frowned and said, it’s done!

They have also finished packing up and are preparing to go home.

Gu Dongqing walked up to her, quietly held her hand and squeezed it, his tone full of pride, "My wife is really capable."