I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

I bought two thousand preserved eggs for four taels of silver, and three hundred kilograms of chili peppers for nine hundred coins.

Finally, it was the chili oil. I asked Xiangxiang to help change the packaging to bamboo tubes. There were fifty barrels each of mildly spicy, medium spicy, and extremely spicy, and they were packed in dozens of large bamboo baskets with lids.

Looking at the wide variety of goods in the mall, Song Anning felt tempted. Since it was a business, he decided to sell more. He bought another thousand packets of braised meat ingredients, ready to test the waters.

Walking out of the warehouse and onto the main street, you will see many empty ox carts and horse carriages waiting to transport goods and make money.

Song An Ning found two horse-drawn carriages and asked the driver to help load the goods onto the carriages before going to Zuixianju.

Ping'an Town is not big and the carriage is moving faster. In the time it takes her to drink a cup of tea, she arrived at the back door of Zuixianju.

I walked up and knocked on the door several times, but no one came.

The driver beside her thought she was bringing goods to Zuixianju to sell, and smiled and advised:

"Girl, Zuixianju's door is not that easy to enter. They only choose the best vegetables when buying them. I'm afraid your goods today..."

At this moment, an unfamiliar waiter suddenly opened the door, looked Song An Ning up and down, with impatience on his face.

"Knock, knock, knock, what are you knocking for? Are you here to beg for food or to sell vegetables? We don't want you at Zuixianju. Go away quickly."

"..."

It was dinner time, and Zuixianju had been doing great business recently because of their chili oil, mixed cold dishes, and stir-fries.

There were waves of people coming into the restaurant, and at this time there were still some ignorant people serving food, which was really disgusting.

"I'm looking for Shopkeeper Zhao, who's here to deliver the chili oil and preserved eggs."

Although Song An Ning was dissatisfied with his attitude, she still said something patiently.

The waiter didn't hear it clearly. Because he had an extra layer of disgust filter towards Song An Ning, his mind automatically converted her words into: She came here to ask for chili oil and preserved eggs, and even brought a carriage to get them. How shameless.

Their restaurant doesn't have too many of these things, and they count them carefully every day. How could this little girl want to come and buy more?

The anger on his face grew even stronger.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Get out of here now! You don't even know where this place is! You're still trying to get the most valuable thing in Zuixianju! Are you tired of living?"

"..."

Song Anning rolled her eyes, feeling helpless. How could this waiter not understand what she was saying? She was sure that this person was new, and it was rare for a newcomer to be so bold.

Before she could say anything, the waiter cursed again and slammed the door from the inside.

He was very dissatisfied in his heart. This group of unruly people were so bold.

He was new here and was just trying to flatter Manager Zhao. He ran to the backyard with a kettle to fetch water for the manager to make tea, but he didn't expect to encounter this incident. What bad luck.

"Girl, let's go. Zuixianju is the most difficult place to talk to in our town. I'm afraid they don't want your goods."

The driver had good intentions and didn't know what was in the bamboo basket. He had brought many people here before, all of whom were bringing goods to Zuixianju to sell, but without exception, they were all rejected.

But the waiter's words were too harsh. How could he say such things to a girl?

"Yes, girl, let's go back. I'm going back anyway, and I won't charge you for the goods I bring back. It's not easy for a little girl."

The two drivers sang the same tune in their persuasion. Song Anning knew they were kind-hearted, so she just smiled and said:

"Since we can't get in through the back door, let's go to the main entrance. Uncle, do you believe me? The owner of Zuixianju will personally welcome me in later."

"..."

The two men's smiles froze on their faces. They must have heard it right. The girl's cloth shoes were fuzzy, and it was obvious that she was from a poor family.

What kind of person is Shopkeeper Zhao? All the businessmen in town have to give him some respect, and even welcome him in? He'd be lucky not to be beaten out.

"Okay, there's no point in talking any more, let's go to the main entrance."

The two coachmen wanted to say a few more words of advice, but they saw that Song An Ning had already returned to the carriage. They looked at each other, turned the carriage around helplessly, and headed towards the main gate of Zuixianju.

Two loaded carriages stopped at the main gate, completely blocking it. Shopkeeper Zhao, standing at the door, had a cold expression. Who was so bold? How dare they block the main gate of Zuixianju?

"Boss, those two carriages were lingering at the back door for a long time, and they wanted some chili oil from Zuixianju. Let me get rid of them.

How shameless! How dare you block the front door? I'll chase you away right now!"

"Well, go ahead. It's not easy for them to do business. Be polite when you speak."

He was just about to step forward and talk to the coachman, but he saw Song An Ning get off the carriage in front and wave to Manager Zhao.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm here to deliver the goods to you!"

Uncle Zhao? Uncle Zhao? This little girl is young, but she's incredibly shameless. Everyone in town, no matter who they are, is extremely respectful to Shopkeeper Zhao, yet she dares to call him Uncle Zhao.

"What are you yelling about? Do you think you can call me Uncle Zhao? Hurry up..."

Before the waiter could finish his words, he saw the shopkeeper rush out in a flash.

"Oh, my dear, why are you here to deliver the goods yourself? Didn't I tell you that if you have any goods, just send us a message and we'll go get them back."

"We'll calculate the money later, including the car fare. Uncle Zhao won't let you suffer any loss."

"Shopkeeper, she..."

Shopkeeper Zhao was so happy just now that he only remembered what he had said when he saw the waiter. What? Aning had just gone to the back door to deliver something and was kicked out by this bastard?

Oh my God, the master told him two days ago to be polite to Song An Ning and to help her if she encountered any problems.

But he was kicked out as soon as he arrived. Now he felt a chill on his neck. What should he do? Is there any room for redemption?

"What do you mean by 'her'? This is the little ancestor of our Zuixianju! Our chili oil and preserved eggs are all made by Aning.

Kneel down quickly and apologize to Aning."

At this moment, Shopkeeper Zhao was showing his domineering aura, which Song Anning had never seen before.

When he turned his head to Song An Ning, his expression changed instantly, and he said with a smile:

"Aning, he's new here and doesn't know much. Don't bother with him. Uncle Zhao apologizes to you."

"It's okay, Uncle Zhao. I've prepared a lot of things this time, so let's move in first."

The more calm and composed Song An Ning was, the more uneasy Manager Zhao felt. Master, I really can't blame him!

Ah Ning shouldn't be angry, right? He has been doing business for so many years, and this is one of the few times he gets flustered.

The waiter who was very arrogant just now was dumbfounded. He had just been there for a few days and was the one who was bullied at first. He just got familiar with the guests in the restaurant in the past two days and he didn't dare to mess with them. Song An Ning was the first person he bullied in Zuixianju.

Unexpectedly, the ordinary little girl turned out to be a big boss. Can he still survive?

"I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. My lady is so magnanimous. Please forgive me."

After he finished speaking incoherently, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head loudly.

However, Song An Ning just said softly, "Get up," and walked into the lobby by himself. The staff of Zuixianju rushed out and hurriedly moved the goods in.

Shopkeeper Zhao followed behind with his back slightly bent and a forced smile on his face. When he saw the waiter, his eyes were so cold that they could condense into a knife. He was afraid that this man could not be kept.

The two drivers stood there, their mouths slightly open, still unable to recover from the shock. What had the shopkeeper just said? This girl was the little ancestor of their Zuixianju...

What's wrong with the world these days? Someone of that status doesn't even have the slightest bit of airs.

They automatically imagined that a young lady from a wealthy family deliberately dressed up as an ordinary person to experience the life of ordinary people. Oh, what fun!

No one noticed that the waiter was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, a smug smile on his lips.