In the book, I was fed by my sister

Song Ran couldn't believe it. In just half an hour, all the tofu pudding in the store was sold out, and they didn't even have time to have a bite.

Several people were so tired that they sat down at the table like a puddle of mud. Song Ran rubbed his aching waist and complained to himself: Oh my God, opening a store is not easier than robbing Pian Dongyu!

"Are you hungry?" she asked weakly.

"Hungry and tired." The others answered weakly.

"No matter how tired we are, we still have to eat. Let's find a place to fill our stomachs first."

A few people walked around and found a place to eat.

Song Ran drank a cup of strong tea and slowly regained his spirit. His mind gradually became clearer and he began to review the situation in his head.

The four of them were really in a state of panic!

"We need to divide the work properly." Li Guanglan: "Then I will be responsible for scooping the tofu pudding?"

"Okay! Sister Guanglan, you will be responsible for scooping the tofu pudding from now on. Also, fill the first bowl full, and you can fill the second bowl with less. Today, the second bowl was filled for the customer, but he couldn't finish it, resulting in a lot of waste."

"Good."

"The remaining two sisters, you will be in charge of waiting. I will go buy two more tables later. You will be responsible for serving the guests at three tables each. Remember not to take multiple bowls of tofu pudding at a time. If you pass them to the wrong person, others will be upset." When Song Ran said this, the ordered dishes arrived.

"Everyone, eat first."

After the meal, everyone became more energetic. Thinking about how good the business was today, everyone started to get excited about tomorrow.

"Boss, let's harvest a few more pounds of beans tomorrow."

Song Ran nodded: "Just sell 20 kilograms, the ones that can't be sold will be useful to me."

"That's fine! Let's get up early tomorrow and wait for the city gate to open so that we can receive guests."

"That doesn't have to be too early. We can open at noon. As long as we have hot soy milk and soy dregs to make pancakes before we open, it will be fine."

As time went by, Song's Tofu Shop had repeat customers, and its reputation from the city spread to the west.

"If you ask me, the most popular restaurant right now is definitely Su Xiang Lou. It tastes good, uses plenty of ingredients, and is reasonably priced."

"That's right. Yesterday I ordered a dish of eight-treasure glutinous rice and chicken. That's the real eight-treasure."

As May approaches, more and more people come to the teahouses in the city to enjoy the cool air. When there are many people, people like to chat. They can talk about the past and discuss new things.

"Who is the boss of this Suxianglou? He has become very famous in Fengxian County in the past six months."

"What kind of background can a woman have as a shopkeeper? It's just like that~"

As soon as this was said, everyone burst into laughter.

"Xiao Peng, do you know something about this? Tell me about it!"

The man called Xiao Peng was so excited when he saw that everyone was looking at him, and he began to exaggerate: "You don't know, I heard that the owner of this Suxianglou is a widow! But even though she is a widow, she is young and very beautiful, so..."

Xiao Peng became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. Everyone listened with great interest, and exclaimed from time to time.

"Wow, no wonder a woman can run a thriving business. There must be someone supporting her..."

Everyone was talking at once, and the topic shifted from the proprietress of Suxianglou to other places.

At this time, the laughter in the teahouse drowned out the cries of pain coming from the alley not far away.

Diao Xingyun's husband Wu Da was covered in the mouth by a group of beggars and hit twice in the stomach. He felt so painful that he felt his internal organs were about to shift. He covered his stomach and knelt on the ground, his face full of pain: "Who...who ordered you to do this?"

The beggar leader grabbed Wu Da's hair viciously and slapped his face hard: "Guess what? I'm telling you, don't cause trouble for me again during this period of time! Do you hear me?" After that, he slapped Wu Da's face hard a few more times.

"Okay, okay, please spare my life, my good men. I will never dare to do it again." Wu Da nodded repeatedly, but secretly cursed these people in his heart.

The beggars couldn't help laughing as they watched the man begging for mercy and kowtowing. They remembered a man who was beaten by them four times before he dared not to cause trouble again. They wondered how long this man could last, and whether he would be stronger than that man. They hoped that this man could last longer, after all, they were paid by the time.

Wu Da dared to stand up only after the beggars left. He lifted up his clothes and found that although his stomach hurt, there was no mark left on it.

It hurts, but it doesn't leave any marks on my stomach.

Even if I report to the police, there is nowhere to complain.

Wu Da became angrier and angrier, and suddenly thought of Diao Xingyun. He had just left the tofu shop when he was beaten by this group of people. No one else would do this except her.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I must kill you!"

Before the Dragon Boat Festival, the tofu shop opened by Song Ran was on track and could be completely handed over to Diao Xingyun and others.

She is only responsible for daily stocking.

After being beaten several times, the husbands of Diao Xingyun and the other two dared not cause trouble anymore.

Not only that, the three of them didn't even dare to mention this matter to anyone else. As soon as they made the slightest move, someone would drag them into an alley and beat them up.

These people were very measured in their attacks. They never hit anyone in the face. Instead, they punched them in the stomach, making their stomachs ache but without finding any obvious wounds.

-

There is a big event in Lihua Village today. Li Wanshu has officially retired, and now a new village chief is to be elected.

Everyone gathered at the entrance of the hall. Since electing the village chief was a big event, almost every household came to the scene. Even if some families could not attend in person for various reasons, they at least sent a representative to participate in this important vote.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" Zhu Yongbiao stood up.

“Anyone who is interested in the next village chief can come and speak, and then if everyone is satisfied, they can vote.”

"We have invited Master Zhuang and Mr. Jia this time. Master Zhuang will record the number of votes this time, and Mr. Jia has a lot of land in the village. He is also a member of our village and will also participate in the vote."

"It's hot today, and there are many of us. I won't waste any more time, let's just get started. Whoever goes first!"

News spread quickly in the village, and everyone knew who was going to participate.

You look at me, I look at you, and neither of us wants to take the lead.

Li Bingchang shouted in the crowd: "I'm the first one."