Before Ye Caiping could speak.
Tie Niu's wife and other villagers were glaring angrily at Liu Decai: "Did Cai Ping help us and end up making enemies?"
“It’s a favor that Caiping taught us how to cook, and it’s her right not to. How did such a greedy and heartless wretch like you come from!”
“If it weren’t for Cai Ping’s workshop, we wouldn’t even have any work, and our whole family wouldn’t be able to save more than ten taels of silver a year. Now, working in the workshop, each person can earn more than one tael of silver a month. Some jobs that require skills can earn three or four taels, or even five or six taels of silver a month.”
"Our good life now is all thanks to Cai Ping."
Liu Decai's face turned ashen, and he stammered, "What good day... What does it have to do with me? No one in my family works in the workshop. Now even people from other villages are going into the workshop, but no one from my family goes in! Humph!"
Zhao Tieniu: "Hey, why don't you ask yourself why you weren't selected? Look at the shady things you did today, who would dare to hire you!"
"that is!"
"Just because you can't get into the workshop, you're making trouble out of nothing, aren't you?"
Most of the villagers were reasonable, and they gave Liu Decai a good scolding.
Liu Decai was almost drowned in spittle.
"Liu Decai!" Ye Lizheng stepped forward with a stern face: "The village inn is about to open, and with your troublemaking nature, we dare not have any business dealings with you. Your family will no longer have a share in the inn. I will return the five taels of silver to you later."
Upon hearing this, everyone present gasped.
A few days ago, they still couldn't figure out how the inn operated.
But after setting up a stall for a while, I gradually came to understand.
With this influx of people and the expansion of the glass workshops, Qinghe Village will become increasingly lively, and the inn definitely has a promising future.
Liu Decai was stunned, his face turning pale.
Liu Decai's parents burst into tears and pushed their way forward, pleading, "Caiping, village head, please give us another chance!"
"He got the money, but he still doesn't understand the situation... He was just asking a few more questions. He meant no harm!"
Ye Lizheng: "Hmph! How can you say something like 'we shouldn't sell it for the sake of the village' if you don't even know the situation?"
Unable to find a way to defend himself, Liu Decai's parents hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, he was greedy, he was foolish. But this family isn't just about him!"
“I have several grandsons! They all depend on this inn! Waaah… They’re all innocent! They’re all good young men, how could they cut off our livelihood just because of a few words! We’ve been wronged! Waaah…”
Ye Li was scanning the group of young men in their early twenties and snorted coldly:
"What injustice? When Liu Decai started trouble, why didn't they utter a sound? If they had just helped him and told him not to cause trouble, this matter could have been dropped."
"Don't think I don't know. You're all in the same boat, secretly hoping this will work."
The villagers nodded, looking at Liu Decai's family with disdain.
Everyone knows what kind of people the Liu family father and son are: stingy, love to stir up trouble, often make trouble out of nothing, and always try to argue even when they are wrong.
Liu Decai's sons, their thoughts exposed, looked extremely grim.
Liu Decai, enraged and embarrassed, retorted: "What a lousy inn! I don't care about it!"
After saying that, he left in a disheveled state.
His parents and sons followed behind with mournful faces.
Among the crowd, Ye Xiniu, Zhao Laizi, and a few others shrank back in fear, not daring to utter a sound.
When Liu Decai stirred up trouble, they were secretly delighted and eager to try it out, hoping it would work.
Fortunately, they didn't join in the commotion, otherwise they would have been implicated as well.
Seeing that the villagers were understanding and did not mention Liu Decai's matter again, Ye Caiping smiled and said:
"Everyone's taste is different when it comes to braised meat. You don't necessarily need to buy a spice packet. You can buy spices from a pharmacy and mix them according to your own taste to make your own braised meat."
Tie Niu's wife smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Cai Ping."
Zhu Zi's wife: "We can't wait to do it now."
Ye Caiping chatted with the villagers for a while longer before feeling tired.
After returning home, the villagers couldn't wait to go out and buy meat.
The meat in the town's butcher shops sold out in no time, leaving the butchers completely dumbfounded.
"Everyone knows that life is good in Qinghe Village, but I never imagined it would be this good. I'm so envious."
......
Zhao Tieniu's family —
A family of three is cleaning various kinds of meat and offal.
Tie Niu's wife said, "Did we buy a bit too much meat? There are so many people selling it, and the taste is pretty much the same. I'm afraid it won't sell."
Zhao Jinshan personally bought the meat.
Zhao Jinshan said, "We won't set up shop in front of the glass workshop anymore. We'll go to town to sell braised food first thing tomorrow morning."
Tie Niu's wife was stunned: "The town?"
"Yes. Although there are many people in the village now, it is still just a small market. If the number of people is to reach a higher level, it will take some time. In terms of popularity, the town and the county are still the most popular."
“There are countless shops selling braised food in front of our workshops now, but none in town. We’ll sell ours in town.”
Tie Niu's wife laughed and said, "You rascal, no wonder you're not good at studying. You've been using all your brainpower on this."
Zhao Tieniu said, "But if we go to town to sell braised food, those food stalls in front of the workshop..."
Zhao Jinshan said, "Now that there are more porridge than monks, we won't sell rice anymore; we'll sell braised food instead."
"That works too. We have an oxcart at home anyway."
Zhao Tieniu followed Ye Erquan in building thatched huts and saved a lot of money, which he used to buy an oxcart.
......
The next morning, more than 30 villagers prepared various kinds of rice and braised dishes and set up stalls in front of the three workshops.
Business has improved even more since the introduction of braised food.
Many porters who were originally reluctant to eat would not be able to resist trying the new food when they saw it and had a little money in their hands.
Some employees from other villages would also buy a pound or two to take home.
However, the foot traffic was insufficient, and some items failed to sell.
Meanwhile, Zhao Jinshan's family's business in town was booming!
Because they were the only family in the town.
In just over an hour, several hundred kilograms of braised meat were sold out, leaving the townspeople with endless delight.
"This braised pork is delicious, it tastes a lot like hot and sour soup. Was it made with a hot and sour soup seasoning packet?"
Zhao Jinshan was very generous. While weighing the meat for the other party, he smiled and said, "No, but there is a connection. The spice packet we bought is also from Qinghe Spicy Soup Workshop. It will be available at the grain and oil shop soon."
"Really? Then I'll have to buy some and make it myself."
After selling their braised meat, Zhao Jinshan and his son drove their oxcart home. As soon as they entered the village, they could feel the good atmosphere; it was clear that everyone had made a profit.
When the villagers on the road saw them returning in their oxcart, they exclaimed in surprise, "I was wondering why we didn't see you at your stall at noon. Turns out you went out to sell your wares!"
Zhao Jinshan smiled and said, "That's right."
The villagers nodded and said, "You're the only one in town, right? I should have come to town to sell too. I still have half a pot of food left to sell. You're so quick-witted."
Zhao Jinshan smiled but remained silent.
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