90s: Koi beauty reborn and became rich

Yan Silan snatched the money from Shopkeeper Luo's hand, counted more than ten photos and handed them to Chen Feng, "Is that enough this time?"

Chen Feng remained unmoved and nodded slowly.

Oh no!

Five bucks more than he wanted?

snort!

He was born into a military family and would never take a single penny from the masses, even if the masses were "bad guys"!

He will not take less of what is his, and he will never take more of what is not his!

Being a man of principles!

Yi Congxin didn't understand why Chen Feng stood there motionless. She looked at Chen Feng in confusion.

Chen Feng just shook his head slightly and silently took out five dollars from his trouser pocket.

He'd kept the money in his pocket for over 10 days, never willing to spend it. Even though it was creased and wrinkled, with a piece of white tape stuck to the middle, it was still usable... real money.

He looked at the scarred five-dollar bill with reluctance.

I'm sorry, old buddy.

Today I can only let you go with this heartless person.

Chen Feng "tearfully said goodbye" to his old friend, put it in the hands of Yan Silan, who was about to go crazy, and said seriously: "I'll give you the money."

Yi Congxin could no longer hold back the smile on his face.

What the hell?

Brother-in-law, you understand yin and yang.

Even Shopkeeper Luo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw it.

Chen Feng took out another piece of paper from his pocket. Compared with the "pitiful" five yuan, this piece of paper was much newer and brighter - it was a receipt that had been written long ago, with a big red fingerprint on it.

That’s right, Yi Congxin and Chen Feng both came today with the determination that “they will definitely get the money”, and the receipts were prepared early in the morning.

Yi Congxin looked at Yan Silan with disdain and insolence.

Yan Silan snatched the receipt.

With a "crunch", she actually broke a tooth!

Chen Feng and Yi Congxin strolled back to Zhengji with smiles on their faces, leaving Yan Silan alone and disheveled in the wind.

Even though the excitement was over, the passersby's hatred for Yan Ji didn't diminish in the slightest. Instead, they gathered in groups of three or four to discuss the situation, chatting without restraint as they walked. Even those who were too far away to see the excitement clearly understood most of the situation from the crowd's complaints.

People drank refreshing grapefruit tea, chatted about gossip, and slowly dispersed.

The drugstore owners who had just been watching the fun as it had nothing to do with them, now silently glanced at the sour plum soup on their own stalls.

Yan Silan deserved it and she deserved no sympathy at all.

But the methods of the brother and sister, especially the little girl's, clearly showed that they were not good people.

She has a pretty and innocent face, but her heart is so cruel.

Wait, how come they heard that Zheng Ji’s popular grapefruit tea seemed to be made by a little girl? Could it be her?

If it's really her, oh!

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front of them, and the waves in front of them die on the beach!

The drugstore owners have all heard about it to some extent, and yesterday and today they arranged for people to line up to buy grapefruit tea samples. No matter what, they have to taste it themselves to know its flavor and strength.

Of course, they know it in their hearts. In fact, they can understand it without having to taste it themselves. No matter whether it tastes good or not, no matter whether you are selling magic pills or dog shit, just looking at the long queues, that is all pure money!

What else is there to not understand?

I'm afraid the sour plum soup business is going to be over... It seems that if you want your wallet to not be "lonely" this summer, you have to at least borrow some "east wind" from grapefruit tea.

We are all experienced businessmen with a very sensitive sense of smell.

They watched each other from afar, watching the changes in their opponents' expressions, and everyone had new plans in mind.

Whether it is to find Zheng Ji to cooperate or to launch grapefruit tea in our own store, this matter must be done quickly and implemented immediately!

We must act immediately. No one will allow themselves to not even have a sip of soup in the remaining six months.

But within just a dozen minutes, the shop owners had abandoned their sour plum soup stalls and ignored them. Some had gone back to their rooms to ponder their own ideas, while others, after exchanging glances with a few acquaintances, pretended nothing had happened and went to a teahouse to have a serious chat behind closed doors.

It was clearly a midsummer morning, but Yan Silan stayed where she was. She was so cold that her teeth were chattering, her clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and her whole body was like a stiff and cold stone, unable to move at all.

The sunlight gradually became stronger.

It was unknown how long it had been before Yan Silan was awakened by a flash of light that pierced her eyes. She realized that her tongue and mouth were painful from the half-bitten teeth, and the wrinkled 5-yuan note with tape on it in her hand had been torn and pierced by her long nails without her noticing, and was broken into two pieces again.

The tape hung irregularly on the banknote like white hair, trembling slightly in the morning breeze, and looked like it was about to fall off. It was like an ironic symbol, highlighting the powerlessness of the banknote, or perhaps Yan Silan's current misery.

There was no one behind Yan Silan, even the shopkeeper Luo who was in charge of the sour plum soup stall was gone.

No one is stupid. They all know that Yan Silan is angry. She scolds them for no reason at all. Now if they get close to her in this situation, they will definitely make themselves uncomfortable.

Yan Silan replied to Yan Ji with a grim expression.

Yan Ji’s house is not as cool and refreshing as the outside.

The shop was damp and stuffy. The wooden floor was a little slippery due to the moisture. The walls of the pharmacy were also covered with a thin layer of moisture. The air seemed to be solidified. Even the not-so-authentic smell of medicine was telling of the depression and dullness in the place.

I saw a few young men gathered in a corner whispering to each other. The expression on each of their faces was not relaxed at all. They were like the thunderclouds before a storm, extremely depressing.

To Yan Silan, the gentle and disdainful voices of the young men sounded like mice coming to her house in the middle of the night to steal rice. The greedy gnawing sounds were particularly harsh in the silence of the room.

Yan Silan's face suddenly turned gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

She couldn't handle Yi Congxin and Chen Feng, but these guys were at work, right under her nose. Could it be that she couldn't manage them?!

These are a bunch of rascals who never work hard!

Are you coming to Yan Ji just to mess around?!

Yan Silan, who was already furious and embarrassed, felt her anger rising even higher. Like a tigress descending the mountain, she rushed towards the young men with great momentum.

"You are such a lazy bum! All you do is slack off all day long. When will you ever make a difference? We hired you to work, not to chat! And definitely not to just laze around!"

She put her hands on her hips, and her eyes, still swollen with blood, shot straight at them like sharp swords, as if they could pierce through them. The sound was even sharper and piercing, as if a sharp blade had cut through metal, reaching deep into the eardrums of several people.