The Second Sister of a Farmer's Family's Path to Imperial Destiny

A plump woman in a blue cloth dress was carrying a small basket filled with freshly bought vegetables and meat.

She was strolling in the market and heard Guo Xin's call. She was tempted. After all, who doesn't like free things?

The woman looked at the taro slices on the ground and hesitated, "Girl, is this really a free sample?"

San Ya quickly took out a small spoon from the basket, handed it over, and answered quickly: "Really? Auntie, try it. This is a rare product. It can be said that we are the first to sell this."

Seeing that San Ya had already handed the food to her, the woman was no longer reserved and directly took a piece and put it in her mouth. It was crispy in the mouth, and the aroma of salt mixed with the taste of vegetables and fruits was surprisingly delicious.

"Little girl, what is this?" The woman looked at the white flake dotted with purple dots, as if she had never seen anything like it before.

Guo Xin replied, "This is taro. People used to think it was poisonous because they didn't know how to handle it. In fact, it is not poisonous if it is handled correctly."

When the woman heard about taro, her face turned pale. She pointed at Guo Xin and shouted angrily, "You little girl, how dare you sell taro! And you let me eat it. Don't you want to kill someone, or what?"

Sidan saw that his taro stall, which he hadn't even started yet, seemed about to fail, and said anxiously, "Auntie, we have been eating it for many days, and there is nothing wrong with it!"

After saying that, he was afraid that the woman would not believe him, so he quickly grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth.

When the woman saw this, her expression eased a little.

Daya went over and helped the woman sit on the ox cart, and said softly: "Auntie, if you don't believe it, you can sit here and take a look. I guarantee that there is nothing wrong. If there is, we will send you to the clinic immediately and we will pay for the expenses."

Although the woman was skeptical, she still didn't look happy with them.

For the sake of her own safety, she decided to sit here for a while. It wouldn't be a big deal if she delayed her housework for a while.

The farce just now was obviously more attractive than the shouting, and the stall was already surrounded by people.

San Ya tried to call out, "Uncles and aunts, would you like to try this rare taro slice? It's so delicious."

But this shout did not receive any response.

Everyone must be a little scared and dare not try it. They are all waiting to see if the aunt who just tried it will have any adverse reactions.

Seeing this, Guo Xin knew that he couldn't waste time like this, so he took a lotus leaf from the ox cart, wrapped some taro chips, and stuffed it into his arms.

"I'm going to go out and look for a suitable buyer. You guys just wait here. If someone wants to buy, just sell it and leave me a basket."

Daya nodded and waved outside, signaling Guo Xin to go about her business without worry.

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To sell this food that no one has ever eaten, it is definitely not enough to just set up a stall at the market.

Not to mention the issue of people's lack of trust, what's more, spending so much money on a snack is something only wealthy people are willing to spend.

Twenty cents per pound is not too much, but not too little either.

If you catch a fisherman returning from the sea in winter, a whole fish would only cost seven cents, which was enough for a family that had not eaten meat for a long time to enjoy the taste of meat.

Even in normal times, twenty cents can buy two kilograms of vegetables. If you only buy chicken, you can buy one kilogram when it is cheap.

So if Guo Xin wanted to sell the taro chips, she could only look for restaurants or wealthy families. However, she couldn't get in touch with wealthy families yet, so she could only try restaurants first.

Because restaurants are in the business of welcoming and seeing off guests, they are often more open to new things than ordinary people.

She looked at the restaurants on both sides of the street. On the left was "Shunyilou" and on the right was "Rufangzhai", the two restaurants were opposite each other.

Seeing Shunyi Building, which was obviously more crowded, she walked in.

As soon as I entered the building, the waiter came over warmly with a smile: "Sir, is there anything you would like to eat?"

I have to admit that there is a reason why there are so many people here. At this time, Guo Xin was only wearing a patched linen shirt. Although it was clean, he didn't look like someone who could come in to eat. But even so, the child still entertained him warmly.

Guo Xin gently said to the waiter, "Can I just have a glass of water?"

After hearing this, the waiter still had a smile on his face, but it was obvious that he had froze a little. He muttered unsatisfiedly, "I thought you were a good buyer, but you are like this again. If it wasn't for money, who would care about you?"

But seeing that poor girl looking at him, he was restricted by the rules and regulations of being a waiter in the hotel, so he said unhappily: "It's at the counter, if you want water, get it yourself."

Guo Xin had sharp ears, so of course she heard the waiter's complaints, but she didn't care. After all, she really couldn't afford it, and being able to have a good attitude when she entered the door was already good enough.

Guo Xin took a glass of water, leaned on the counter, and asked casually, "This year is a famine, and there is not much food left at home. I wonder where I can buy some here?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he paused his hand that was twiddling the abacus and sighed, "Who says it's not true? I don't know how many people will starve to death this day, and even fewer people will come to eat at my restaurant."

"Yes, fortunately, there is some money left at home. I came to the town to buy some food to take home for the winter. As long as we can get through this winter, everything will be fine."

The shopkeeper raised his head, which had been counting the accounts, and saw that the person who made the sound was not a young woman, but a little girl. He thought that the elders in the family could not survive the famine, and he felt pity for her.

"Go out of this door and turn right into an alley. There is an old shop there. It is the most honest and affordable."

"Well, thank you very much. A few cents saved is a few cents. If we save a little more, our brothers and sisters at home will be much better off."

After that, Guo Xin took out the taro chips that he had packed earlier from the stall and handed them over: "Thank you, shopkeeper. These are taro chips made at home. They are absolutely non-toxic. We have been eating them at home for several days. We rely on them to fill our stomachs."

The shopkeeper, although he was only from a small town, was well-informed. When he heard that taro was non-toxic, he picked up a taro slice and put it in his mouth. It tasted crispy and delicious.

His eyes lit up, and he took a few more slices and put them in his mouth, chewing the taro slices, and asked quickly: "Girl, this is really delicious! I wonder how to sell it?"

Seeing that the shopkeeper was interested in buying taro chips, Guo Xin thought that the fish had taken the bait, so he looked around and saw that there was no one around. He approached the shopkeeper and whispered, "To be honest, I came to town to sell these taro chips. I set up a stall over at the West Market and sell them for 20 wen per pound. If the shopkeeper wants them, I'll give you 20% off and sell them to you for 16 wen per pound."

Seeing the little girl in front of him looking around like a thief, and hearing these words, what else is there to not understand? He couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Little girl, you misunderstood, I just want to buy it for myself. I still dare not sell this taro slice in the restaurant, after all, it is poisonous taro in the market, and it is not easy for me to sell it."

Guo Xin looked embarrassed. Thinking of the scene she had just performed, she couldn't help but dig her toes into the ground. However, she still knew the difference between the important and the unimportant, so she said, "It's okay. Thank you very much, shopkeeper. I'll still sell it to you for sixteen cents a pound. How much do you want?"

"Two pounds, please."

Guo Xin wrote down the amount and replied crisply, "Wait a moment and send it to the shopkeeper."

After going out, she looked at Rufangzhai across the street, hesitated for a long time, and finally stepped in. She had a bag of taro chips wrapped in lotus leaves on her body.