My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

While eating, the younger sister said, "Little brother, you don't want to eat? Then I won't leave any for you. I'll eat more."

"Eat, I want to eat!" The younger brother hurriedly grabbed the meat on the plate, fearing that if he was a little slow, it would be snatched away by the third sister.

Si Xingzhi hesitated for a while before finally speaking: "Leave two for me..."

The next day was early in the morning again, and the three siblings were about to go out.

But compared to carrying wooden barrels on their backs before, today they pushed a cart. Si Muyan and her younger sister took turns pushing it because the cart was heavy and it was not easy to push. It was even more difficult than carrying wooden barrels on their backs.

Of the four earthenware pots on the car, only three contained porridge, and each was only one-third full.

That’s about one hundred and twenty bowls in total.

In fact, my younger brother and sister were very nervous because although most of the porridge from the previous three days was sold, the sales were not very smooth.

And before that, there were only forty bowls in total.

There are so many today, can they really be sold out?

Although the porridge had gotten cold and the store's location was unstable, which affected sales, the situation should be better now. But they were still very worried.

I didn’t buy more bowls yesterday. In addition to the ten I had before, I took five more bowls from home, so a total of fifteen bowls.

If business is good, why don’t you buy some more bowls?

In fact, my younger brother and sister had misunderstood this point. Si Muyan didn't buy the bowl because she simply forgot. When she remembered, she had spent all her money and couldn't afford it.

She also planned to buy some more bowls after selling all the porridge today.

There is a place to store firewood under the cart, and a pile of firewood is placed at the back. When you get to the place, light the firewood and leave a little fire to keep the porridge warm so that it won't become dry as it stews.

The cart moved slowly, and by the time we got to the morning market, most of the stalls had already been packed up. Fortunately, there were not many customers on the street at this hour.

Si Muyan said: "It seems that we need to leave a quarter of an hour earlier tomorrow."

My younger brothers and sisters have no objection.

The stall they booked was opposite Aunt Tian’s noodle stall.

Aunt Luo saw that it was them and since there were no one around, she came over and asked, "Yan girl, did you get a car?"

Si Muyan nodded with a smile: "Yes, the porridge carried in a wooden barrel will get cold easily and not taste good. We got a cart and burned firewood underneath to keep the porridge warm."

"That's a good idea. I thought you weren't planning to come today." Aunt Luo hesitated for a moment, "But the car is so big, there won't be enough space, right?"

When Auntie Tian heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes and looked up and said, "I've already told you, no one is allowed to come here!"

In order to prevent Si Muyan and others from setting up stalls here, Aunt Tian placed tables and chairs in the middle of the space.

Si Muyan still smiled: "Aunt Luo, don't worry about us. We went to the prison market yesterday to pay the money, and now we have our own stall."

Then he pointed to the empty space opposite Auntie Tian and said, "That's our stall."

"Ah?" Aunt Luo was surprised, then curious. "Have you made so much money from your business these past few days? You're actually able to buy a cart and rent a stall here?"

Si Muyan pushed the cart over to the vendor occupying their spot and explained, "The woman yesterday was from a wealthy family, and the young master liked to eat wonton porridge, so I simply wrote down the recipe for them. I didn't expect them to be so generous. I took the money and bought a cart and rented a stall."

Aunt Luo thought about it in her mind and secretly clicked her tongue, thinking that the little girl in front of her was really crazy.

The car and the stall together would probably cost four or five taels of silver.

With so much money, we should think carefully about it. Why is it all spent on the porridge shop?

She saw it with her own eyes. The porridge was okay, but just okay. How could she make so much money by making a living on her own?

Wouldn’t it be a loss to rent a stall?

When Auntie Tian heard that Si Muyan's stall was just across the street, she immediately went berserk: "What did you say? You're such a young girl, how could you be so mean! You're clearly doing it on purpose, trying to open your porridge stall across from me, aren't you?"

Seeing Aunt Tian throwing a tantrum, I couldn't help feeling unhappy. Aunt Tian had made a scene the day before yesterday, and although they didn't suffer much, they still lost their position.

Now making trouble again?

The younger sister said unhappily, "We can put our stall wherever we want. If you have any objections, why don't you go to the market supervisor and ask for a better spot?"

A good location wouldn't be that expensive. Auntie Tian's noodle stall only made enough to cover the stall fees and make ends meet, so how could she afford to pay more? Furthermore, good locations were hard to find even with money; you usually had to have connections or pay a fee to get a chance.

How could she be willing to give up?

Auntie Tian was furious and pointed at them and said, "Okay, okay, you are here on purpose to steal our business!"

"Little sister, come and light the fire." Si Muyan looked at her disapprovingly and said to Auntie Tian, ​​"Auntie Tian, ​​don't be angry. Harmony brings wealth. We didn't choose this place on purpose. There are only two medium-sized stalls left, so we chose this one because it's a slightly better location. As for stealing our business, that's even more impossible. We sell porridge, and Auntie Tian, ​​you sell noodles."

"Isn't it all breakfast?" Aunt Tian blurted out.

Si Muyan smiled and said, "If Auntie Tian insists on saying so, then there's nothing we can do. But this is the morning market, and at this time, all the stalls are selling breakfast food, except for vegetables. Are they all deliberately trying to steal your business, Auntie Tian?"

"you……"

Aunt Tian was furious. Of course it wasn't like that.

There are also differences in breakfast. For example, steamed buns and baked buns are mostly bought and taken home, while noodles and wontons are usually eaten while sitting down. How can they be the same?

In fact, there was more than one medium-sized stall yesterday. The more important reason why Si Muyan chose this place was for the well in front. The well would make it convenient to wash dishes, so I wouldn't have to run around so hard.

The younger sister grumbled unhappily, "Big sister, you should talk to her nicely. She was deliberately targeting us before. We didn't rent a stall, so we were bullied by her. Now we have our own stall, what does it have to do with her?"

The younger brother said, "Forget it, elder sister is right, they were here first, and harmony brings wealth."

"Why are you so good-tempered now? You used to cause trouble in the village, but I never saw you being so gentle."

The younger brother shook his head: "There was nothing to be afraid of before. Now we have a livelihood, so it's okay to endure it for the sake of making a living."

The little sister rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

Si Muyan looked at the younger brother curiously. This little guy has quite good awareness.

However, proper guidance is still necessary.

Si Muyan said, "What happened to Auntie Tian should serve as a warning. We should be thinking about how to run our own business well and improve our methods to attract more customers, rather than thinking about how to suppress others. If the food is not attractive, even if there is no competition, customers will only come to eat a bite because they are hungry. Once there are other options, customers will leave us without hesitation."