Sour boy, spicy girl. Seeing the red chili oil on the cold noodles, Qin Gang's face darkened. At the beginning, he pursued Gu Yunchi not only because Gu Yunchi was beautiful, but also because Gu Yunchi, Gu Yunze, Gu Yunyang and Gu Yuncan all had boy and girl twins. He thought Gu Yunchi would be like this, but he didn't expect Gu Yunchi to have two daughters, which almost made him extinct.
If the woman is still pregnant with a girl, she will never keep the child.
"Tell me, is what she said true?"
"What are you doing? Go home first."
Naturally, the girl refused to go home and insisted on getting an answer. Qin Gang was forced into a corner and didn't bother to settle the score with Jiang Yiyi. He carried the girl into the house, then came back to push the motorcycle in and closed the door heavily.
The alley fell into silence.
There were dozens of people watching the fun. It was a good time to sell cold noodles. Jiang Yiyi quickly cut a portion of cold noodles and prepared it. "Delicious cold noodles, try it before you buy it."
The shouting woke up the people who were watching the fun. Qin Gang and the woman have lived here for half a year. Everyone thought they were a couple, but they didn't expect that they had an invisible relationship. No, they can be seen now, but the woman is usually flamboyant and looks down on people like us in the alley. At this moment, none of them sympathizes with the woman. Instead, they want to know more gossip.
“Can I really eat for free?”
"Of course it's true. I've been selling cold noodles for a long time. You can go to the factories in the county to ask, or you can go to the state-owned restaurants to ask. I just delivered goods to a state-owned restaurant."
The state-owned restaurant was selling her cold noodles, and everyone forgot about the gossip and rushed to taste it.
"How much?"
"Sanmao."
"I'll have one, I'll have one!"
In a blink of an eye, more than ten copies were sold. Taking advantage of the gap, everyone asked about Qin Gang's affairs. Jiang Yiyi told them everything she knew. Anyway, she had already offended everyone, so it didn't matter if she said more.
After buying the last one, Jiang Yiyi rode the tricycle out. When she reached the entrance of the alley, the door on the right was opened and a woman came out with a few cents in her hand. "Can you sell me some of the leftovers?"
Jiang Yiyi was about to say that they couldn't sell it when a little girl came out. She was about three or four years old, wearing only a small bellyband and barefoot, staring at the enamel pot filled with cold noodles.
Jiang Yiyi's heart softened immediately. She stopped the tricycle, took out the cold noodles from the enamel pot, motioned the girl to come over, and poured the remaining noodles into the enamel pot the girl was holding.
"More, much more."
The woman was in a panic because she only had five cents.
"I'll throw away the leftovers and I won't charge you for anything."
“How can this be possible?”
The girl insisted on giving her the five cents. She was poor, but she didn't want to take advantage of her.
"If you keep pulling, I won't give it to you."
Jiang Yiyi deliberately frowned.
"Thank you, thank you."
The woman's eyes were slightly red, and she kept thanking him.
"Take it back and feed it to the child."
The girl thanked him again, took the cold noodles and went in and quickly closed the door, "Yaya, go eat with your brother."
Jiang Yiyi looked at Guan Xiao's door thoughtfully.
"Wait a minute, Liangpi seller!"
Someone came running over with an enamel pot. She had just bought one portion and brought it home, and her boyfriend had eaten it all. Thinking that her three children hadn't eaten yet, she hurried out to buy another portion.
"Sister, I see the child in this family is only wearing a bellyband. Is the family very poor?"
"Her home..."
The woman lowered her voice, "She was so poor that she had no food to eat. To be honest, she had a hard life. She had two children. Her eldest son was weak and often sick, which cost a lot of money. But when her husband was alive, he was a soldier and received an allowance every month. Her parents-in-law looked after the children, so she could go to work and live a decent life. But her husband died the year before last, and her parents-in-law took away all the pension from the army and drove her and her two children out. Her parents' home refused to take her in, and she couldn't go to work to take care of the two children. She could only do odd jobs."
"This house belongs to a relative of hers. Seeing that she was really pitiful, he let her mother and her children live there for free. The people in our alley felt sorry for her and helped her and her mother from time to time, but everyone's family was well-off, so they could only help so much."
Jiang Yiyi nodded.
After the man came and left with the Liangpi, she went forward and knocked on the door. The door was quickly opened. When the woman saw her, panic flashed across her face. She was afraid that Jiang Yiyi would regret giving her so many Liangpi.
"I have been selling cold noodles for some time. When it is busy, I can sell more than a hundred pieces a day, and when it is slow, I can sell dozens of pieces. If you want to sell, I can supply you first and settle the bill after you sell all the goods."
The woman was stunned, as if she understood, but also as if she didn't.
"I'm going to sell it at the entrance of the textile factory. If you're free now, you can follow me over and take a look."
"Yes, I am free."
The girl ran back into the house and told the two children, took the lock, locked the door, and followed Jiang Yiyi to the gate of the textile factory.
When the work shift came out, they saw Jiang Yiyi's stall rushing over.
"Why didn't you come yesterday? I waited until half past ten."
"I went to the iron factory to sell it yesterday."
"The iron factory doesn't have as much as our factory, so don't sell there anymore."
Yesterday we brought home some cold noodles, and the whole family couldn't stop eating them. One serving cost only 0.3 yuan, and even if they spent nine yuan a month on them, there are four people in their family who work overtime, and their monthly salary adds up to more than one hundred yuan, so nine yuan is nothing.
Jiang Yiyi just smiled and said nothing.
The woman stood aside, watching Jiang Yiyi busy all the time. She wanted to help but didn't know how, but there was light in her eyes. Even if she made one cent for each serving of cold noodles, she could earn several cents by selling dozens of them.
Half an hour later, the crowd had decreased. Just as the woman was about to speak, a man came over on a bicycle from a distance. He was wearing an apron and sweating profusely. He stopped in front of the stall and said, "I'm from the state-owned restaurant. Manager Huang asked me to come over and buy thirty servings of cold noodles."
Jiang Yiyi counted out thirty copies, and the man paid and rode away in a hurry on his bicycle.
“I want to sell.”
The woman couldn't wait to say.
The answer was completely within Jiang Yiyi's expectations.
"I'll give you 25 cents, and you can sell it for 30 cents. You can't lower the price. You can pick up some bricks and set up a stall here. I'll deliver it to you on time at 10 o'clock every day, and you can pay me on the second day."
This price was completely beyond the girl's expectations. She nodded frantically. She could earn five cents for each copy. She had just counted and found that Jiang Yiyi sold more than a hundred copies, so she could earn several dollars a day.
"Then let's meet at ten o'clock tomorrow."
The girl still nodded, stood there and watched Jiang Yiyi walk away, and ran towards home unable to suppress her excitement.
Jiang Yiyi went to the No. 1 Middle School in the county. After Jiang Jinzhong finished eating and went to school, she went along the street to sell the remaining cold noodles. She bought two watermelons, five catties of meat, and ten catties of noodles. She returned home at about the same time as yesterday.
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