After leaving school, Fang Qing and Zhao Shi'an went straight home.
Zhao spent the whole afternoon practicing cutting potato towers, and Fang Qing smelled the aroma as soon as she got home.
She couldn't resist eating more and didn't eat any dinner.
Everything was packed in advance, and early the next morning, Zhao and Fang Daniu pulled a cart to the west entrance of the village.
There were two stoves, one for boiling and one for frying. When the children arrived at the private school, they could smell the aroma from afar.
Zhang Xiaoyi and his friends saw it from afar and ran towards it as fast as they could.
"Bean Sprout, I'm here! How much are your potato chips?"
He touched the money in his pocket; he only had two copper coins with him today.
"Potato chips are one cent a basket, and potato towers are one cent each."
The small box is only about the size of a child's head, and it's about the size of a small potato.
"Potato tower? Is this what you call a potato tower? How does it taste? Is it as good as potato chips?"
There were samples available, and Fang Qing cut a little for Zhang Xiaoyi.
"It's different from potato chips, but it's still delicious. Give me one of each."
Zhao Shi'an was in charge of collecting the money, and Fang Qing packed it up for them.
Before long, not only did the hungry children gather here, but even the adults couldn't resist coming over to take a look.
"Da Niu, what are you two making? It smells really good."
"How much is it? One penny? That's not cheap. It's enough to buy a steamed bun in the county town."
"Let me try it, it tastes pretty good."
A group of adults gathered around and watched for a while, then gave their own children a taste, and the children clamored for more.
"If you like it, let your family buy it. We can't eat any more of this. We're just a small business, and we can't afford for everyone to eat like this."
Fang Qing blocked a hand that wanted to freeload and politely reminded it.
“How can you do business if you’re so stingy? I’ll just let my child have a taste.”
"Third Grandma, your child has already tried it twice."
This was the same woman who had been meddling in other people's business on the street yesterday. Next to her stood a three-year-old child, staring at the potato chips on the table, drooling, his little black hands reaching for the chips on the edge of the table.
As Fang Qing pulled the basket further inside, the child burst into tears.
"I want to eat! I want to eat!"
"What's there to eat? It's just fried potato chips. Grandma will make it for you at home. Why let them make that money for nothing?"
Grandma San picked up the child and took him home.
Some adults, tempted by the taste, bought it for their own children and tried it themselves, while others just scoffed and went home.
They thought frying potato chips was easy, so they decided to make them themselves.
They failed at the step of slicing the potatoes.
Not everyone possesses Zhao's knife skills.
Unable to resist her child's insistence on eating this rare treat, she had no choice but to give the child money to buy it.
Fang Xiaodong saw this scene when he came over with his schoolbag on his back.
He had to admit that the food smelled really good, but seeing Fang Qing and Zhao Shi'an made him not want to go over.
Also, he didn't have any money in his pocket.
"What's so good about it? It's just potatoes. It's like everyone's eaten them before."
Fang Xiaoshuan's eldest son, Fang Shigen, happened to come over. He swallowed his saliva upon smelling the aroma and instantly felt that the pie he had eaten that morning was no longer appealing.
"Brother Xiao Dong, have you bought it yet?"
"What are you buying? I don't know what's so good about this piece of junk. Look at you two, you've never seen anything like this before."
Fang Shi originally wanted to go and take a look, but after hearing Fang Xiaodong's words, he quickly gave up the idea.
"Brother Xiao Dong is right, there's nothing special about it, let's go in."
They went to school.
Because of the cold weather, the doors and windows of the school were closed, and as soon as he entered, he smelled the strong aroma of potato chips.
He looked up and saw that most people were holding potato chips and something with a signature stuck in them.
He was angry at the same time as he felt ashamed.
Everyone can afford this, but he can't.
He felt very embarrassed.
"What's that smell? It's awful! Open the windows!"
He opened the window forcefully, almost tearing the tarpaulin in the process.
"Fang Xiaodong, what are you doing? Opening the window in this freezing weather, are you crazy?"
"What do you mean, 'What are you doing?' The house stinks so badly I just need to air it out. If you want to eat, go outside, don't eat in the house!"
"You're being nosy. I think you just don't get along with Bean Sprout. You're too ashamed to buy Bean Sprout's stuff, and now you're just jealous of us."
"No, it should be that he doesn't have money. There's nothing to be ashamed of if he doesn't have money. Come over here and we'll share some with you. What are you doing?"
Fang Xiaodong's face turned red instantly.
He was so angry that he threw the book bag at them.
"Shut your stinking mouth!"
"You fucking dare to hit me!"
The two children started fighting over a disagreement, and Zhang Xiaoyi eventually separated them.
"What are you doing? The teacher will come and punish you in a moment!"
The cold wind had cooled the room down, and the smell of potato chips had dissipated, so Zhang Xiaoyi closed the window.
"Since some people don't like the smell inside the school, let's eat outside first and then come in from now on."
He was the eldest brother in the school, and everyone listened to him.
Fang Qing was unaware of the little incident that happened at the school.
When the time came, she and Zhao Shi'an went to the school, while Zhao Shi's side was still busy.
When Fang Qing returned home at noon, she asked Zhao Shi and learned that she had earned about fifty coins after deducting costs that morning.
In the afternoon, the couple went back to their stall. This time, they even lit a stove to boil water so that school children could get free hot water to drink.
Business was pretty good in the afternoon.
Fang Xiaodong was in a bad mood all day. He hated Fang Qing and blamed her for making him lose face.
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