Chapter 569 Finale
"Okay, give me four thin ones first."
Ye Qian tied a small box on the car with four thin two-dollar bills and asked customers to throw the money directly into it, so that her hands would not be dirty and would be cleaner.
It doesn't take long to prepare the four thin millet cakes. They will be cooked in a short while after being placed on the pot. After taking them off, Ye Qian put them in a food paper bag and handed them to the customer. Then she sat down and chatted with the old man about family matters.
The business was going on in a sporadic manner, and it was quite leisurely. Ye Qian was quite satisfied with the first day of setting up the stall.
It's not too busy, and you can rest, chat, and kill time. There's no better retirement lifestyle than this.
However, this kind of life did not last for a few days. After a few days, Ye Qian could no longer say such words.
If it is ordinary millet cake, the taste may be average, and people who don’t like the taste after eating it may not come back again.
However, Ye Qian added some stream water into it, bringing out the best of the millet cake's characteristics. People who have eaten it praised it highly and some even couldn't stop eating it.
This resulted in her setting up the stall for only three days. After just three days, there was a long queue at the millet cake stall.
Ye Qian was in a panic for a moment, and even though she prepared two frying pans, she couldn't do it.
But the old man who was setting up a stall with him couldn't stop laughing.
Why? Because when you get bored setting up a stall, why not buy something somewhere else to kill time? And the old man is right next door, so not only Ye Qian's sales, but also the old man's sales are increasing day by day.
But Ye Qian was in a dilemma. She was just trying to make some money, so she didn't plan to do it too well. However, as more and more people lined up, she had no choice but to do more and more every day.
This is somewhat inconsistent with her original intention.
From one bucket on the first day to three buckets a day a week later, Ye Qian was so tired that she couldn't even straighten her back.
Although there were many people queuing up, the three buckets could be sold out before dinner, but she was exhausted. Ye Qian had no choice but to drag her mini tricycle to another location to set up her stall, hoping to live a leisurely life setting up stalls again.
However, things did not go as planned. He could only enjoy his leisure time for two days. Because he had become so famous before, many people came to him again after hearing about his reputation.
This place was discovered, and that place was discovered.
Ye Qian had no choice but to drag her mini tricycle around Beijing and set up a small stall.
She was really speechless. How could people even live? Why was it so difficult for her to just have a little leisure time?
In the end, Ye Qian's behavior could not escape the attention of her family because she put it in the newspaper.
Han Cuo, Ye Qian's big old face was staring at the front page of the newspaper. The headline read, "A famous director of a generation has fallen to the point of setting up a street stall," which attracted heated discussions from countless people.
This attractive thing is definitely a good title no matter what era it is released in.
Ye Qian also had to praise the reporter for his ideas.
What the hell are you thinking?
This is written about her.
Ye Qian’s first report after retirement did not stop for a short time and attracted countless relatives and friends to come to her house to show their concern.
Ye Qian looked up at the sky speechlessly. She just wanted to set up a stall and she really didn't end up like this.
But she still had to accept everyone's kindness.
Wang Qiong sensed a business opportunity in the title and approached him directly: "I didn't know you had this skill before. Why don't you open a shop?"
"I'm going to open a store, and I'm going to open a chain store." Ye Qian sneered.
"Sure, it's the same as a braised meat shop. We just need to find someone to join us, and then we can open our own store locally." Wang Qiong didn't seem to understand the sarcasm in Ye Qian's tone.
"I'm fucking driving."
Thanks to the hard work of Master Wang, Qianjie Xiaomiba officially opened its first store in Beijing half a month later.
He is happy to be out there, and his position is naturally at the very center of the center. He does it not for the money, but to show support for the major shareholder of his company.
But with small profits but quick turnover, no one expected that a product that cost only 50 cents a piece would actually make the store's investment back in such a short time.
You can imagine how tired the sales clerks are every day.
Many people think that Ye Qian has a secret recipe, haha.
There is no secret recipe, but the stream water has not fallen. How can this business not be successful?
For the Nth time, Ye Qian stood at the door of the Xiaomiba shop, staring at the name above in a daze. The name was already rustic enough, and there was really no need to put her face on it.
Her old face was made into a big LOGO. Ye Qian was unwilling to use her real face at first, but in the end, she changed it to a Q-version face, which attracted a lot of people's attention.
"I've completely lost face."
That's right, for the sake of money, she can be said to have lost her integrity in her later years.
"Oh, I would have lost my face long ago even though I'm not old. Don't worry, it's such a good opportunity to make money, why not take it?" Wang Qiong didn't care.
"Yeah, why not."
That’s what I said, but I really just want to set up a small stall to kill time. Is it necessary to make it so big?
Branches were opened one after another, and agents were appointed one after another.
It's only been established for a short time, so why are they all so confident in it? Aren't they afraid that it will suddenly have a bug and everyone will lose everything?
Obviously, no one was afraid.
Now that the business was going well, Ye Qian returned to the time when she had just retired, and was idle at home with nothing to do.
She didn't dare to set up a stall anymore, she couldn't think of doing anything else, and she couldn't calm down to write a book. Oh, life was boring.
In the end, Zhiqian stayed quiet for a while, drinking tea and playing with birds with Gu Jinyan every day. Gradually, she discovered the fun in it.
Life is quite comfortable now.
Ye Qian's tea-making skills have improved recently, and she personally makes a pot of tea for the two of them every morning.
Ye Qian was making tea when many past events suddenly came to her mind.
Gu Jinyan asked: "What's wrong?"
"I was just wondering how I could have lived such a good life."
Gu Jinyan was a little confused and looked at Ye Qian.
"It's great that I met you in my life, it's great that I have children, it's great that I have grandchildren, I can still have a job, I have money, and no matter what, you will always support me unconditionally and side with me. I feel that this life is very happy."
This man said some corny words when he was old, which even gave her goose bumps, but she didn't feel embarrassed after saying them.
Gu Jinyan smiled instead and said easily, "It's a good thing that I met you. Because of you, I have the life I have now. Marriage is about mutual support. We have done that, so we can live a good life."
"Do you think we can still be husband and wife in our next life?"
"Yes, of course."
Both of them had happy smiles on their faces.
The drizzle of spring falls on the peach blossoms in the yard, accompanied by the delicate fragrance of tea. The years are quiet and good. In this life, you and I are together very well.
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