Reborn 99 Days Later, Becoming a Landlady and Getting into Tsinghua and Peking Universities

"Bozi?"

Hua Yangbo's mother looked up at the sky outside.

The sun hasn't risen in the west yet. Why is this lazybones, who always sleeps until the sun is high in the sky, suddenly getting up so early?

Hua Yangbo glanced at the sun and thought to himself, "Oh no!"

Without even replying to his mother, he put on his shoes, grabbed all his savings, and rushed out the door.

When I rushed to Hua Yuansheng's house, the bicycle that was parked under the eaves was indeed gone.

Hua Yangbo took off running towards the county town.

When he arrived at the entrance of the county wholesale market, he bumped right into Liang Yili, who was riding her bicycle out.

Feeling guilty, Hua Yangbo lowered his head and hid in the corner.

Only after Liang Yili's figure had completely disappeared did he emerge from the corner.

The wholesale market isn't very big, but it's not small either; there are more than a dozen shops at a glance.

Hua Yangbo already inquired about it yesterday.

The reason why Liang Yili's red pears sell so well is mainly due to the way they are prepared.

But in Hua Yangbo's opinion, Liang Yili was just a teenage girl, what kind of cooking skills could she possibly have?

Any woman you randomly pick in the village is a better cook than her!

So he guessed that the key to this bright red color lay in the seasoning.

But once he entered the wholesale market, Hua Yangbo was completely dumbfounded.

Why are there so many stores selling seasonings?

Where did Liang Yili buy her seasonings?

Left with no other choice, Hua Yangbo had to bite the bullet and randomly choose the place furthest away from the entrance, then, with a forced smile, covered his mouth and asked:

"Hey sis, can I ask you something?"

Seeing Hua Yangbo's slicked-back appearance and furtive manner, the eldest sister became wary and asked, "What?"

"I've been going to the wholesale market to buy seasonings every day lately, and it's about this much..."

Hua Yangbo gestured to Liang Yili's figure and asked, "What kinds of seasonings did you buy?"

Upon hearing this, the eldest sister couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to Huayang Bo.

Hua Yangbo broke out in a cold sweat and quickly explained, "Big sister, I won't do anything bad!"

The older sister glanced at Hua Yangbo and said irritably, "Why are you asking this? That's someone else's secret recipe. Do you think I'd tell you?"

Hua Yangbo's eyes lit up the moment he heard the words "secret recipe".

He gritted his teeth, took out a dollar from his pocket, and stuffed it into the older sister's hand.

"Big sister, it really works! Please, please tell me!"

The older woman glanced at the one-yuan coin in her hand.

The scales in my heart began to sway.

Hua Yangbo muttered a curse under his breath, then took out five mao (0.5 yuan) from his pocket, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stuffed it into the older sister's hand.

As it turns out, the five cents became the key factor that tipped the scales in one direction.

The older sister wondered to herself that the little girl bought different kinds of spices every day.

Over the course of a few days, they bought almost every type of raw material available at the wholesale market.

Even if she told others, they probably wouldn't be able to guess the real recipe proportions, right?

The older sister rolled her eyes and told Hua Yangbo about the big piece of broth Liang Yili had bought from her.

Finally, he said, "The young girl buys slightly different spices every day, so you can ask around at several places."

Upon hearing this, Hua Yangbo instantly felt that he had grasped the truth of the matter.

He quickly bought all the big items that his older sister had pointed out.

He then used the same method to bribe the owners of several wholesale shops.

However, when Hua Yangbo came out of the wholesale market with a large bag of spices, he was overjoyed.

Feeling his empty pockets, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Do I need so many ingredients to cook a reddish-brown dish?

However, the thought of Liang Yili fighting like a guerrilla, changing shops every day to buy different ingredients, is still unsettling.

Hua Yangbo felt that he had seen through the phenomenon to the essence.

He firmly believes that the real recipe must be what he's holding in his hand.

Everything else is just a smokescreen!

Thinking about this, Hua Yangbo nodded to himself, pleased with his own cleverness.

Instead of going home immediately, Liang Yili, riding her bicycle, went to the meeting place she had arranged with Meizi.

After these few days of consolidation, both businesses have entered a stable phase.

A family can sell about 25 jin (12.5 catties) of spicy crayfish a day. After deducting the cost of 6 yuan, the net profit is around 19 yuan.

The ring toss game has become increasingly popular as more and more people take home prizes.

Liang Yili initially planned to give out about 50 prizes.

But these past two days, I've been finishing work before 8:30.

The reason is also quite unfortunate: apart from those few long-standing problems, all the other prizes have been taken by others.

With nine out of ten prizes empty, what can customers who want to toss rings possibly win?

Those who are brave but frustrated, who never admit defeat, and who are willing to fight to the death with those few tough guys are, after all, a minority.

Nobody's stupid; seeing that the odds of winning are too low, people naturally don't want to spend money on ring toss games.

Liang Yili felt bad watching customers leave with regret and not have enough fun.

Was that a person who left?

These are all banknotes leaving behind!

Therefore,

"I want 22 ring toss games today, and a few more toys too..."

That's right, Liang Yili decided to increase the number of prizes.

Meizi didn't care why Liang Yili bought so many toys every day.

All she knew was that her income had increased again!

Facing this benefactor who showered her with money every day, Mei Zi smiled radiantly:

"Sure, sure! You wait here, I'll go pick out a toy!"

After saying that, he strode quickly toward the toy factory.

It is said that people feel refreshed when happy events happen.

Ever since Liang Yili started buying goods from her, Meizi's legs no longer ache and her back no longer hurts.

She felt she could work in the toy factory for another 500 years!

Previously, she always envied Xingzi next door.

I envy the daily necessities that her factory provides sell well.

but now,

Who changes their daily necessities every day?

Are the everyday items that Xingzi brought home as easy to sell as her toys?

What Meizi didn't know was that no sooner had she left than Xingzi, who had been following her all the way, came to find Liang Yili.

"A little girl? A little girl?"

Liang Yili pointed to herself.

Xingzi nodded quickly.

"Young lady, I'm a worker at the daily necessities factory next door. Do you need any daily necessities?"

Before Liang Yili could speak, Xingzi hurriedly pulled out several pairs of socks from her pocket.

"Look, these are all socks produced in our own factory. They're of very good quality. They'll last for ten or eight years without any problem."

Liang Yili's lips twitched.

Who wears their socks for ten or eight years?

Just about to refuse.

Xingzi saw through Liang Yili's thoughts and quickly spoke up:

"Not just socks, but also gloves and towels; whatever you need, our factory produces it all."

Or, you can tell me what you want, and I'll see if I have it.

"You, Wang Xingzi, you've even tried to steal my boyfriend!"

Meizi had just come out of the factory carrying toys when she spotted her neighbor's familiar figure.

The joy on his face vanished instantly, and he ran wildly in this direction.

A fleeting look of guilt crossed Wang Xingzi's face.

But the thought that Liang Yili might be a major client she was looking for immediately made her rebuttal with righteous indignation:

"What do you mean by poaching? Don't put it so harshly. Buying from someone doesn't matter, selling to someone doesn't matter either..."

Meizi nearly fainted from anger and rushed over to pull Wang Xingzi's hair.

As the great battle was about to break out, a thought flashed through Liang Yili's mind.

"Wait! Don't fight yet!"