Chapter 13: Close the stall (1/2)

In this way, Zhong Ziqi's stall was on fire. By the way, Uncle Song's stall was also brought up. He was brought up not only to the stall, but also to the stalls around Zhong Ziqi that were close to him. The business made dozens of dollars more than in the past.

After noon, Zhong Ziqi had to close the stall. It's not that he didn't want to continue, but that the supply of ingredients was in short supply. During the period, Zhao Sheng went out several times, went to the grain store to buy two rice mince, and then went to Huang Ah's house to buy two. This vegetable has not been served yet. Many people like to eat the cucumbers and persimmons that are soaked in ice, so they don't hesitate to add more money to let Zhong Ziqi put more. But Huang Ama’s vegetables are grown in normal quantities enough for the two of them. If they buy too much, they don’t have much left. Zhong Ziqi thinks this is not the way, so let’s stop here today.

In just a long time there were customers coming here. I was very frustrated when Zhong Ziqi closed the stall. Zhong Ziqi told everyone in good words: “I’m here today. Today is the first time for a few of us to set up a stall. I like it so much, so I don’t have enough ingredients. I will definitely bring more tomorrow to ensure that everyone has enough to eat?”

”Well, for you, I must eat two more bowls tomorrow.” Someone shouted.

Zhong Ziqi laughed and responded: ”Then let's say this uncle, I can remember you.” A refreshing person can refute people's favors everywhere, especially a white and tender little brother.

Before leaving, Zhong Ziqi left a bowl of cold noodles for Uncle Song next door, and thanked him: ”Thank you Uncle Song today, I'm troubled you.”

Uncle Song has long been greedy, and he doesn't refuse at this moment: ”Hey, I have to thank you for saying this. I have made a lot more today than usual.”

”Then the relationship is better, you may have to trouble Uncle Song in the future.”

”It's good to do this every day.”

Some of Zhong Ziqi’s stalls are happy and some regret it. Those who are happy are naturally those who also sell cold products. Today, almost half of the customers have been snatched away by the newcomer Zhong Ziqi. Now, the source of customers has slowly recovered as soon as they left. It's a pity that the stalls around Zhong Ziqi were brought up, but today's results have made them happy from ear to ear.

These Zhong Ziqi didn’t know. Zhao Sheng helped push the wooden cart into Huang A’ma’s house. Huang A’ma knew that Zhong Ziqi’s business was on fire. They were close to the dock and knew that there was a bit of trouble, not to mention Zhao Sheng’s purchase of cucumbers. At that time, I also brought them a bowl by the way, and in the end even he, who has been cooking for many years, had to sigh and admire him.

”Huang Ah, this is ten cents. You accept today's rent. I'll trouble you.” Zhong Ziqi handed over ten copper plates.

Huang Ama frowned: ”Why are there two more articles? Didn't we decide the eight articles?”

”Look, we are both fetching water and buying vegetables. The threshold is almost broken by us. I am embarrassed not to give me more.” Zhong Ziqi said sincerely.

”It's not easy for you to make money. Besides, you gave me money for buying vegetables. I can't collect the money.” Huang Ama refused. He was not the one who saw money openly, he pityed the child in his heart. Don't want to take advantage of this child.

Zhong Ziqi forcefully stuffed ten copper coins into Huang Ama's hands: ”You can accept it. I made a lot today. How dare you trouble you if you don't accept me.”

”Accept it, Huang Ah.” Zhao Ning also said, with a joyful smile on his face.

”This—okay. Then I'll take it, you kid.” Huang Ama smiled and shook his head, full of liking, but it's a pity that he's already married, otherwise...

Zhong Ziqi left all the white noodle seasoning and other things that could be left behind. He trusted Huang Ama and Uncle Huang as human beings, only a wheelbarrow and a big crock need to be pushed back. Before I went back, I went to the rice store to buy more than 20 kilograms of rice mince, and bought some more noodles, and all of them were sent to Huang Ama's house.

I went to the meat stall to buy a few catties of big bones and three catties of pork belly. On the way back, Zhong Ziqi said beamingly: ”Go straight to my house and I will make some good food for you.”

Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng did not refuse. They also wanted to celebrate and express their joy.

All the way back to Zhaojia Village, I encountered other villagers who asked them in doubt: ”Where did you go? Why did you push a big pot?”

”It's nothing, I just went to the town to sell some soup, soup, water and water.” Zhong Ziqi didn't intend to conceal it. Sooner or later, this matter would not be covered, and he had to buy cucumbers and persimmons from the villagers, let alone hide it.

”Oh, brother Qi is amazing, how much money did you sell?” Someone sneered, no one believed what money a half-old brother could make, how could the town's business be so good. In fact, people in the village don’t think they usually go to the town, but there are really people who can work in the town to make money. It is very enviable. The common people of their status are very despised, and a careless person may also provoke. People with status. Just like Zhao Zhengan used to work in the town, it was a pity that so many people became silly now, and some of them are more ridicule and gloat.

But envy belongs to envy, and the heart of jealousy has never been less. Seeing that other people's homes are better than their own, some people will spare no effort to slander. For example, Zhong Ziqi’s business affairs spread throughout Zhao’s village in a short time. People who understand things will shake their heads and sigh. They think it’s not easy for Zhong Ziqi to be a brother. People who are jealous of watching the bustle will not be so virtuous. Women and even more outrageous hookers and other unpleasant things were said.

When Zhong Ziqi arrived home, he didn't rush to cook. First, he took out the bulging purse in his arms and poured the copper coins inside on the table. Four people sitting on one side of the table, their eyes all shining, Zhong Ziqi, Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng are definitely the joy of making money, and Zhao Zhengan is definitely happy to see them and he is also happy.

Zhong Ziqi counted the number, a total of two hundred and seventy-five cents, which means that about fifty bowls were sold today, which is more than the ten bowls he expected. Zhong Ziqi couldn't help but turn up at this time. Laughing at the corners of his mouth, he counted out thirty cents and gave Zhao Sheng and Zhao Ning 15 cents each. The two helped him for most of the day, especially Zhao Ning, thanks to his help in cooking the noodles, otherwise he could handle it alone. No, this is what the two deserve.