I overheard people chatting on the street, saying that today is market day and Lingque Street will be bustling all day long, meaning the crowds won't be just a short while this morning.
We should take advantage of today's crowds and sell more candied hawthorns and candied berries.
Moreover, Su Yun'er was worried that if she came again tomorrow, someone might learn the new design again.
Thinking about it this way, Su Yun'er felt indignant. Although she knew that candied hawthorns and candied berries were simple to make and that the recipes would be figured out sooner or later, Lingyue Tower was still using such inferior fruit, showing no respect for the food industry or consumers.
I get angry just thinking about her.
"Yes, we can't let those people from Lingyue Tower get away with this so easily!"
Today, I not only want to sell more candied hawthorns, but also to make everyone recognize the despicable act of Deyuelou selling substandard products!
Thinking of this, Su Yun'er didn't dare to waste any time and immediately rushed home. When she was leaving the city, she suddenly heard someone calling her. It turned out to be Song Muqiang.
He was driving an oxcart, with no towering stacks of firewood attached to the back, only some hemp ropes.
It looks like they just sold out of firewood.
"Brother Muqiang, are you going home?"
"Yes, you too? Sold out of candied hawthorns? Business is good!" Song Muqiang said with a smile. "Since you're going home anyway, come on, get in my car, I'll take you home."
"Then thank you, Brother Mu Qiang." Su Yun'er didn't stand on ceremony and got into the car.
On the way, Su Yun'er and Song Muqiang did not speak. Su Yun'er was calculating in her mind how many candied hawthorns and candied balls she could make from the family's stock. She planned to make as many as she could and sell them all by this afternoon.
Moreover, the thought of Lingyuelou selling substandard candied hawthorns made her furious.
After thinking it over, I realized I couldn't handle it all by myself.
"Brother Muqiang, do you have anything else to do today?" Su Yun'er asked Song Muqiang.
"Nothing much happening today. Shanhe's wife, is something the matter?"
"Can you do me a favor?"
"Sure, I don't have anything else to do anyway, go ahead."
"I'd like to come to the city again later to sell more candied hawthorns today, but they're too heavy for me to carry by myself. I'll need to use your cart."
“Okay, no problem.” Song Muqiang readily agreed.
With the transportation issue resolved, Su Yun'er returned home and immediately began making a batch of snowballs and various kinds of candied hawthorns, neatly stacking them in several baskets.
In addition, she prepared some hay and tied it into a haystack to hold the candied hawthorns.
Just as Su Yun'er finished packing up the haystacks and the food baskets, Song Muqiang arrived to pick her up.
His younger brother, Song Shanqiang, accompanied him.
Unlike Song Muqiang, who earns money by delivering firewood to the city every day, Song Shanqiang is a farmer who lives a life of toiling in the fields.
However, now that the weather is getting colder, there is less work to do in the fields, so he has more free time.
“My brother said he didn’t have much to do today and wanted to go to the city for a stroll. He said he would come with us. I was thinking that since you have a lot of stuff, it would be good to have someone to help carry it.”
"Then thank you, Second Brother Song."
After loading the cart, the oxcart, carrying the three people and several baskets of food, kicked up dust all the way and soon arrived in the city.
This time, Su Yun'er filled the haystack with all kinds of candied hawthorns. Under the sunlight, the sugar shells shimmered, red and white, which was very pleasing to the eye. In addition, the price was cheap, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Besides those who bought them, some people also inquired whether the candied hawthorns sold by Su Yun'er were related to Lingyue Tower.
"Hey? Young lady, is what you're selling different from what Lingyue Tower sells?" a passerby asked.
"Are you perhaps a waiter at Lingyue Tower? Out here as a traveling merchant, selling these candied hawthorns?" asked Passerby B.
"Of course it doesn't matter. I don't know anyone from Lingyuelou. These candied hawthorns and candied balls are all made by myself. I use careful ingredients, make them cleanly, and they taste great. You can buy them with confidence."
“That’s true, young lady. You have some styles here that I haven’t seen at Lingyue Tower,” said Passerby C.
Passersby bombarded her with questions, and before Su Yun'er could speak again, one of them answered for her: "Oh dear, you people, this young lady was the first to sell candied hawthorns. The one at Lingyue Tower copied her idea."
Su Yun'er smiled and thanked the passerby for speaking up for her.
"Thank you, ma'am. Yes, I did start making and selling these candied hawthorns and candied balls first, and Lingyuelou did it later. And if anyone has bought Lingyuelou's candied hawthorns, you can compare them with mine. You can tell at a glance whether the fruit is of good quality or whether the sugar coating is even. My candied hawthorns are much better than Lingyuelou's."
After Su Yun'er finished speaking, a little boy holding a Lingyuelou candied hawthorn stood on tiptoe, really wanting to see what made Su Yun'er's candied hawthorn different.
Upon seeing this, Song Muqiang immediately reached out and carried the child into the car.
The crowd's attention immediately focused on the child's hand. The child had bought a candied hawthorn that he had never eaten before. He brought the candied hawthorn in his hand close to Su Yun'er's and immediately noticed the difference.
The fruit on Lingyuelou's skewer was smaller and of varying sizes; the red skin of the fruit occasionally had black spots, which an experienced person could tell at a glance were rotten marks; and some parts were not coated with syrup. However, Su Yun'er's candied hawthorns had every fruit intact, and each skewer was coated with sugar very evenly.
"As expected, the young lady's products are better!" everyone exclaimed.
But suddenly a different voice came from the crowd.
"Hmph, you're such a strange girl. The other day when you were begging our shopkeeper to tell you how to make candied hawthorns, you had a completely different attitude!"
The man shouted, immediately drawing everyone's attention to him.
"Who? Who's spreading rumors?" Before Su Yun'er could speak, Song Muqiang had already spoken in a gruff voice. He was tall and immediately spotted someone hiding in the crowd, trying to slip away.
He immediately parted the crowd, and before the man could escape, he grabbed him by the back of the neck and dragged him directly to the oxcart.
"What did you just say about me?" Su Yun'er frowned, very unhappy about being slandered.
"What did you just say about my sister?" Song Muqiang shouted.
The two were disproportionately large; the other man was just a thin, weak little guy dressed in the style of a waiter.
“I recognize him, he’s a waiter at Lingyue Tower!”
"No wonder they spoke up for Lingyue Tower."
"But what he said might not be false."
As the argument continued, Su Yun'er raised her hand and gestured for everyone to listen to her.
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