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Chapter 17 Eye-catching
The Xichun stall's business was good, so it naturally attracted the attention of people in the town and village, and some people began to have some thoughts.

"How is it? Have you bought it? Let's try it too. What does it taste like? Why is the business so good that Chen Xichun is so snobbish?" Chen Cuihua asked her son to run to the town and buy a taste of Xichun's food. Try something new.

"Mom, don't tell me, this tastes really good. I brought it all the way back and it was so fragrant, so I drank some soup." Wang Danian, Chen Cuihua's eldest son, took out the remaining half bowl of vegetables. I went with a bowl.

"I just said why is it so small? It turns out you ate it yourself. You are such a big man, why are you still so greedy?" Chen Cuihua couldn't help scolding her eldest son when she saw this.

"Okay, okay, didn't you say you wanted to try this taste? Don't lecture Da Nian, just try it first." Wang Fuzi, Chen Cuihua's man, interrupted the conversation between mother and son.

"Okay, I'm going to heat it up now. It's already cold." Chen Cuihua also thought of business and quickly took the remaining half bowl to the stove to heat it up.

"It's alright. I thought it had such an amazing taste. If I were to put in more oil and salt, wouldn't it still have the same taste?" Chen Cuihua said confidently after taking a sip.

"Mom, this is really delicious. Forget about the one you made." Wang Danian couldn't help but say it when he heard her mother praising herself.

"How much have you eaten just now? Besides, you paid for it. This is quite a few cents. Tell me, if I sell this hot food, it will definitely be more delicious than what she sells. Won’t our family get rich at that time?”

"It's called Malatang."

"My dear, are you really going to set up a stall in the town?" Wang Fuzi heard what she said. They had been married for many years, and he immediately guessed what she was going to do.

"That's it, Chen Xichun is a little girl who can make movies, can't I do it? I'm not like those people in the village who have to rush to curry favor with Chen Xichun in order to sell their own eggs. Since she doesn't accept us The eggs are just right and we sell them ourselves.”

Chen Cuihua spoke eloquently, as if she only wanted to do business, and other families would be suppressed by her. Especially when she thought of Chen Xichun coming to her to beg for mercy, Chen Cuihua laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay, why is this business so easy to do? Can our family make so much money?" Wang Fuzi interrupted her fantasy.

"Then Chen Xichun, a man whose father is married to his mother, can run a business. It makes no sense that we can't do it. Hmm, I want to see. If she sees that my business is better than hers, will she not regret it after seeing her? Buy my eggs.”

Xichun had no idea that she still had such thoughts. Now she and Aunt Zhang were both busy. After all, the business of egg dumplings and tea eggs was good, and it seemed to be an income. The two were busy making egg dumplings. .

"Aunt Zhang, this is your wages for this month. It's the end of the month now. From now on, we will pay every month. You have worked hard with me for so many days." Xichun handed the settled wages to Aunt Zhang. .

"Oh, I didn't expect so much. Xichun, this is the first time I have made so much money alone. To be honest, your Uncle Zhang didn't make as much as me this month. When I get home later, they will definitely be envious. very."

Aunt Zhang was naturally very happy when she got the money.

"There are still a few of these golden dumplings and tea eggs. You can take them back to Uncle Zhang and the others to try too." These were left at home in advance of the Spring Festival.

"This is too expensive, so I don't want it. We can make a lot of money by selling it tomorrow." Aunt Zhang wanted to refuse, but Xichun insisted on giving it, so she had to accept it in the end.After Aunt Zhang came home, Xichun locked the doors and started counting the money.

Excluding capital this month, she made a total of 82 Wen, which was really good. She made more money than digging for medicinal materials before. After counting the money again, she finally had more motivation.

Xichun hid all the money separately and then fell asleep.

The next day, as soon as he arrived in the town, Xichun discovered something unusual. It turned out that there were several stalls selling spicy hotpot. Their model was similar to Xichun's, they also blanched vegetables and meat.

However, they haven't figured out the tea eggs and golden dumplings yet, so they look more monotonous than the Xichun ones.

"Miss Chen, you are quite competitive. Overnight, several Malatang stalls have opened in our town, but I still like the taste of your soup. It's quite strong."

An uncle smiled and looked at the stalls that had sprung up like mushrooms next to him, and said jokingly.

"Uncle, you are joking. We are all small businesses. We each do our own thing. If you like it, then come to my stall often."

"Okay, by the way, put two of these tea eggs for me in a minute. I ate one yesterday. It was really delicious. I was still thinking about the taste when I got home. I also brought a bowl today. You can put it in a bowl for me. Inside, I took it home and gave it to my old mother to try."

"Okay, I'll put it on for you right now." After seeing off the guests, both Xichun and Aunt Zhang discovered that these spicy hotpot stalls had indeed diverted some of their diners, many of whom were curious and wanted to try it. The taste of other homes.

"Xichun, I think these people are so unreasonable. They set up stalls near us. They clearly want to attract our diners. There are fewer people now." Aunt Zhang was a little anxious when she saw this situation.

"It's okay. As long as we insist on good taste and hygiene, those diners will always come back. Besides, they are fair competition, and we are not suitable to ruin other people's business. That is a taboo in business."

Xichun was indifferent. She had thought that this day would come, but the speed of these people was still not as fast as those of modern business people.

They are the ones who swarm over wherever business is good, but diners are picky, and there are only a few stalls that can survive based on their taste.

Chen Cuihua was buying things these days. After hearing that there were several stalls selling Malatang, she proudly said to Wang Fuzi: "Look, I'll just say that the Malatang stall makes money, otherwise you can Are there so many people going to open it? I should have thought of it earlier, otherwise I wouldn’t have let those people follow and make money.”

"Forget it. I don't think this business is easy to do. You'd better not spread the shop too big. Let's buy a few side dishes first." After all, Wang Fuzi was more knowledgeable than her and wanted to hit her.

But Chen Cuihua is the one who keeps her word at home, and anyone in the family who dares not to listen to her will be talked about until they beg for mercy, so no one dares to dampen her spirit so far.

(End of this chapter)