Traveling to an ancient peasant family: I got rich by doing business

Qian wanted to become rich, so she couldn't wait to push the borrowed cart out early the next morning.

There were so many snails in her house that the vegetable basin couldn't hold them all, so she used a laundry basin.

Wu Daniu looked at the clear stains on the edge of the basin and stammered, "Mom, do you want to wash the basin?"

"Why are you washing it?" Qian gave Wu Danniu a sidelong look, "We're not eating these. You're such a jinx, why don't you want to order good food all day long?"

Wu Danniu opened her mouth, but no sound came out of her throat.

Wu Dagou was absolutely unwilling to sell snails. Wu Yaozu, the youngest son of the Wu family, was only three years old and could not walk far at all, so only Wu Danvu went out with Qian.

Qian knew where Li Yu's stall was and deliberately parked it opposite her.

Li Yu saw Qian before she arrived. He glanced at her calmly with no emotion in his eyes.

Wei Song, a man selling sesame cakes next door, found out that Qian was selling snails and became uneasy. "Why is there another one trying to steal our business?"

"Don't worry." Li Yu said, "I'm afraid she won't be able to sell many of her things."

Because she was really curious about what Qian could make the snails into, she went to Old Lady Wang's house for a while yesterday afternoon under the pretext of checking her clothing size.

Coincidentally, she happened to hear Qian and Wu Danniu next door talking in the yard. When she heard Qian say to just wash them casually, she laughed. One of the reasons why snails are difficult to cook is that there is mud in them. In order to make them delicious, the snails must first be allowed to spit out the mud and then washed many times, otherwise they would be inedible.

Li Yu was at ease, waiting to see Qian's joke.

*

In order to steal Li Yu's business, when Qian saw a man walking towards Li Yu's stall, she immediately shouted to attract him, "Snail, delicious snails, five cents a bowl."

The man had never eaten snails before and was curious about its taste, so he couldn't help but look back.

Qian called out even louder, "Sir, would you like to buy some snails? Five cents a bowl, delicious and cheap."

The man wanted to try it, but the next moment his eyes fell on the mud stains on the side of the basin.

The man retracted his raised foot, shook his head, and walked to Li Yu's stall in two or three steps, "I want a pound of braised pork ribs."

Li Yu sighed and took out the ribs and wrapped them up.

The man asked casually: "Boss, have you ever eaten snails?"

Li Yu said, "I've eaten it before. I can still make it. I sold some yesterday. I'll sell some the day after tomorrow. If you want to eat it, you can come and buy it then. But my snails will be more expensive than the one across the street."

The man said, "It doesn't matter if it's a little expensive, as long as it's clean and delicious." His family sold oil, so they had the money to buy the snails.

*

On the other side, seeing the man ignoring her, Qian cursed loudly, "You are still flirting with other people when the head of the family is gone. You are so shameless."

The man who was buying braised meat stopped when he heard this.

"What did you say?" he asked.

He glared, veins on his forehead bulging with anger.

Qian was so frightened that her legs went limp. The color drained from her face. “Nothing…nothing.”

The man snorted, "If you don't want to cause trouble, keep your mouth shut!"

Qian stammered and avoided his gaze.

The man paused for a moment, then left with a gruff voice.

Qian watched the man walk away and spat, "Hit me if you dare!"

Next to her, Wu Danniu looked at her own mother and silently moved half a step to the right.

*

After the first guest, the second and third followed.

As time passed, the number of pedestrians in the market gradually increased, and Li Yu's stall was surrounded by people as usual.

One wanted half a pound of braised pork intestines, that one wanted half a pound of braised potatoes, and they all paid promptly.

There are several customers who often come to Li Yu's stall to buy braised meat. Now they are familiar with each other. Seeing that it will not be their turn for a while, they simply stand aside and chat. Hearty laughter can be heard from time to time.

Qian on the opposite side looked at Li Yu's stall with eyes almost spitting fire.

He saw Wu Da Niu in a daze from the corner of his eye, so he kicked her knee and said, "Stand up and shout."

Wu Danniu had been kicked so many times that she was used to it. She endured the pain and shouted, "Snail for sale. Delicious snails. Five cents a bowl."

She didn't have breakfast, so her voice was a little low, but it was this small voice that attracted the attention of a middle-aged couple on the roadside.

When the wife saw Wu Daniu's withered hair and thin body, she felt sympathy for her. Even though she didn't like eating snails, she said to the man beside her, "Let's buy a bowl of snails."

The man was as kind-hearted as his wife. Although he felt that the snails were not clean, he still stopped and took out five cents and handed it to Wu Danniu, "I want a bowl of snails."

There's actually some business, this money-losing item is not completely useless.

Qian thought to herself, quickly took the money, and continued to prepare snails for the person.

In order to sell them for more money, there was a lot of soup in the snails. According to normal practice, Qian should remove the soup and only give the snails. But she didn't do that. Seeing that the couple had gentle faces and were not the kind of fierce ones, she served the snails with half a bowl of soup without blinking, and then poured it all into the oil paper folded into a funnel shape.

"Shopkeeper, you put so much soup, how can we take it?" The man frowned, a little dissatisfied.

Since she had already received the copper coins, Qian's attitude was no longer enthusiastic: "Of course I'll take it with my hands."

The man refused to take it and said, "Pour the soup back." It was obvious that the oil paper was not of good quality. If soup was put in it, it would probably not make it home and the paper would be torn.

Qian ignored the man and threw the oil paper bag onto the chopping board. "The snails are already wrapped."

The man looked at the paper with soup oozing out of it and became angry. "What's wrong with you, the store owner? I just asked you to pour the soup back and didn't ask you to give me some snails, but you were so cold. No wonder there's no business! I don't want the snails anymore, give me back my coins."

When Qian heard about the refund, she refused and shouted, "You've already bought it and I've packed it. I won't refund it."

The man said, "I haven't touched it yet, give me back my money."

"No return, no return." Qian held her purse tightly, with a ferocious look on her face.

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"Forget it, let's go." The woman looked at her husband being wronged, feeling distressed and heartbroken at the same time. She bought the snails because she felt sorry for the girl, but she didn't expect to meet such an unreasonable man. If she had known this, she would not have bought it.

Never mind, just think of it as paying five cents to send away a beggar.

The woman pulled the man away without taking the wrapped snails.

"Hmph, that's just right. I can still sell it for five more cents." Qian put the oil paper bag away, waiting for the next person to come and buy it before handing it over.

*

Li Yu was speechless when he saw what Qian did.

She realized that she had overestimated Qian. Qian was even more stupid than she had expected, the kind of stupid that was hopeless.

There was nothing to compare with an idiot. After selling the meat, Li Yu pushed the cart home directly, completely ignoring Qian's almost fiery eyes.

"They all don't know what's good for them." Qian looked at Li Yu's back and gritted her teeth. Her snails were obviously cheaper, but none of them came to buy them. They had no taste at all.

Wu Danniu stopped talking and dared not make a sound, for fear that Qian would remember her.

But how could Qian forget her? She slapped her in the face and said, "Did I tell you to stop? Why don't you keep yelling?"

Wu Danniu paused, then continued shouting despite receiving five slap marks.

But when her voice became hoarse, no one came to buy. Even if someone was tempted by the price, they would back off after seeing the mud stains on the wooden basin.

So, when Qian pushed the cart back in the afternoon, she only earned ten cents.

*

When she left the village in the morning, Qian was arrogant and shouted everywhere that she was going to make money, so the people in the village were extremely concerned about her business. At noon, when they had nothing to do, they gathered in groups of three or four on Qian's way home waiting for her.

Seeing Qian coming back from afar, some impatient people ran over and asked, "Sister-in-law Qian, how many copper coins did you sell today?"

Qian glared at the person who spoke, "What does it have to do with you how much I earn?"

When the man heard this, he understood what was going on and immediately went back to tell the others, "It looks like we didn't earn anything."

"That's right. Qian is always showing off. Now he said nothing and had a gloomy face. I'm sure he didn't earn anything."

"Not everyone can do business, otherwise wouldn't everyone go into business?"

"Yes, yes!"

The villagers' whispers made Qian furious. "I earn less because I have taken the right path. I am not like Li Yu, who seduces people in public. Otherwise, who would buy her braised meat?"

Now, those who have tasted Li Yu's braised meat are dissatisfied. "Mr. Qian, Li Yu's braised meat is the most delicious. Your snails can't be sold because you didn't cook them well. Stop slandering me."

Qian Shi was not afraid of boiling water: "You have taken advantage of Li Yu, so you should speak for her. But I won't. She is just a little bitch who doesn't observe the virtues of a woman."