Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Those stall owners were already in a fighting mood, and if this family retaliated, it would be a perfect excuse for them.

They are all women and young boys, they are not afraid.

But this girl was calm and what she said made sense. They knew that they just couldn't compete and felt unbalanced. They wanted to force these newcomers away, but without a good trigger point, they couldn't act rashly.

"What explanation do you want to give?" the burly-armed uncle asked in a rude tone.

"Everyone will know tomorrow. We will go home and have a good discussion, and try to come up with a solution that both sides can agree on."

Qiao Yunni knew Qiao Jian'er had a plan, so she said to them kindly, "Harmony brings wealth. We're all in the snack business, and keeping calm is the key to making a living. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for customers to see us arguing here."

Qiao Dameng hugged his arms, and suddenly guessed that Qiao Jianer wanted to avoid today.

Seeing that their business was so good, these stall owners couldn't accept it for a moment, so they gathered together tacitly to make trouble. No matter how good the Qiao family was at fighting, they couldn't beat so many people.

So on the first day, it is better to escape first.

He also clasped his fists and said, "Dear uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, our family is poor. It is rare for us to earn so much money at once. It is also because of your tolerance. We are very grateful to you all. I hope that everyone will have a lot of money.

But in my heart I was cursing, you old bastards, just because you can't compete with us in business, you exclude and suppress us, how despicable and shameless.

"Okay, then we'll wait for your solution. I can show you two clear options. Either tell us the source of the goods so we can contact overseas suppliers, or give us a portion of the money you earn every day, and then we won't bother with you." said another lady.

What a wishful thinking! When the Qiao family members heard this, they wanted to beat people up, but they couldn't beat so many people and could only flee tomorrow.

They can only try to keep calm as much as possible.

Qiao Jianer assured: "My method is better than what Auntie said."

The old lady's eyes lit up and she wondered what benefits she would get tomorrow.

The Qiao family continued to pack up their things, and the stall owners finally stopped them. They all had great expectations for tomorrow.

"This is really too much. They are jealous of us making so much money and don't want us to do this business. How can this be justified?" Da Meng snorted.

"That's right. We have legal procedures. The things we sell are delicious. Customers like to buy from us. So what? You want us to withdraw? No way." Zhizhi said.

The things were almost packed up, and Qiao Jianer waved to Ada in the distance.

Ada pulled Aer and ran over.

"Sister Jianer, what are your instructions?"

Qiao Jianer whispered to them, "Go find the Municipal Supervisor—"

The two listened and nodded.

"Also, keep an eye on my stall number eight."

"Yes, you can go back without worry, Sister Jianer. You have given us enough to eat. Let's not talk about this little thing. We are willing to go through fire and water for you." Ada said.

Qiao Jianer was so upset when he heard this. How could it be so exaggerated?

Ah Er also said, "We'll sleep here tonight. If anyone dares to do anything wrong, we brothers will make him pay."

Driving the carriage back, Qiao Jianer couldn't help but sigh. Although there was a legal system in ancient times, and the legal system of Daze State was relatively sound, it was also accompanied by barbarism, because in ancient times, survival depended on fighting, robbing, and suppressing others in order to have a good meal.

In the world she came from, whichever restaurant did the best business and attracted customers away, and other restaurants would either improve their taste, lower their prices to attract more customers, or close down and willingly admit defeat.

But here, in this era, no.

These stall owners will use whatever means they can, whether honorable or dishonorable, to force you to give up your territory and spit out what you have eaten.

To deal with these people, we can only treat them in their own way and be tougher than them. After all, in the market, everyone is competing with each other and it is a life-and-death struggle. If that is the case, why shouldn't he die?

The carriage moved steadily along, and the pots, pans, tables and chairs inside the carriage swayed slightly.

Da Meng and the others were counting money inside.

"Jian'er, we earned a little over eleven taels in total." Qiao Yunni's joyful voice came from inside.

Qiao Jianer probably estimated the same number.

Except for peppers and sweet potatoes, 50 kilograms of each ingredient were sold in the morning, 70 kilograms were sold around noon, and 30 kilograms were sold in the afternoon, which means 150 kilograms of each ingredient were sold in total.

There are four corns in a pound, a total of six hundred, each costing five cents, which means three thousand cents is equal to three taels of silver.

There are 150 kilograms of peanuts, half of which are used for boiling and the other half are peeled and fried. The selling price is 100 grams per portion. The boiled peanuts are divided into 375 portions, each costing 5 cents, for a total of 1,875 cents.

As for those used for frying, after shelling one pound of peanuts, seven ounces are obtained, which means there are 52.5 pounds left, a total of 262.5 portions, each portion costing ten cents, which means 2,625 cents.

Of the 150 jin of potatoes, 120 jin were used for frying and 30 jin were used for roasting. The fried potatoes were divided into five portions, each portion costing five cents, which totaled to 3,000 cents.

There are three potatoes in a pound, and each roasted potato costs five cents. Ninety potatoes multiplied by five is four hundred and fifty cents.

A total of fifty pounds of sweet potatoes were taken out. There were two sweet potatoes in one pound, and each one cost eight cents, which means a total of eight hundred cents.

The total amount was 11,745 wen, or 11 taels and 7 qian. After taking into account the food, the wages paid to the little beggars, and the losses incurred in the process of peeling potatoes, there was just over 11 taels.

If you can earn this much money every day, or even more, and make one or two more escort missions, you can start building a house in less than a month.

Holding the heavy bamboo basket full of money, Qiao Yunni felt happy but also worried.

"It's those stall owners who are making things difficult for us. Can we still open our stalls smoothly tomorrow?"

"Mom, don't worry. We won't be the ones to withdraw from Changqing Street." Qiao Jianer said firmly.

"Yes, aunt, Jianer must have thought of a way." Qiao Zhizhi said.

Qiao Yunni also nodded: "I believe in Jianer, I just hope that the business will go smoothly in the future."

Some cooked glutinous corn, roasted sweet potatoes, a few fried potatoes and fried peanuts were left on the carriage to be eaten by the family.

After all, everyone is waiting to try it at home.

I closed the stall early and it was still light when I got home.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Wan was making the last two dishes.

The people in the carriage just remembered that they had only eaten food from the stalls today, and they had no time to eat anything else after they were full.

When I smell home-cooked food, I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Seeing Da Meng and Xiao Meng getting off the carriage holding a bamboo basket, which was full of copper coins and almost overflowing, the Qiao family was delighted.

It seems that we have gained a lot today.