The next day, on the second day of the twelfth lunar month, Qiao Wei put the prepared pastries into a basket, and the four of them went to the town as usual.
Today she made 50 more than yesterday, 40 of which were red bean glutinous rice cakes and taro snowballs that had already been ordered.
When she arrived at Daxing Street, she found that the stall she had used for two days had already been occupied. Fortunately, the one next to it was empty. She was about to put down her things first, and then go to the commercial management to pay the money. The elder sister-in-law who occupied her seat said: What are you doing? There are people here, do you know?"
"But there's nothing on it," Qiao Wei said.
The sister-in-law snorted: "Go back and get it, it will be there soon!"
This is sincerely looking for faults. It seems that the business has been so good these two days, which has made some people jealous.
Qiao Wei took the child with her, and it was inconvenient to argue with others, so she twisted the basket and left.
Today she is renting the most desolate stall at the end, and the rent is 15 cents, which is 5 cents less than the previous stall.
There are few people here, and there are not many people passing by. When the things are just displayed, basically no one cares about them. But after a while, a regular customer came over.
The street is not that big, and it is easy to find a stall carefully. After the first regular customer came, the second and third came gradually, and soon the stall was full of people.
The more people there are, the better the business will be.
In less than an hour, the snacks were sold out.
Because of the location, although the sales are not as fast as the previous two days, the rent is not as expensive as the previous two days. Thinking about it this way, it is more cost-effective today.
"How do you say something? The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, and it is my Xiaowei!" Aunt Luo said happily as she counted the money.
A little woman walked over with a child in her hand: "I want two red bean glutinous rice cakes."
Qiao Wei said apologetically, "Sorry, today's snacks are sold out?"
The little woman looked into the basket: "Aren't you putting it in your basket?"
Qiao Wei said, "That's already reserved by someone else."
"Huh?" The little woman looked disappointed.
The boy she was holding was about the same age as Jing Yun, thin and small, looking at the things in the basket and licking his mouth.
Qiao Wei's eyes moved slightly: "I can't sell pastries, but I still have some radish cakes for myself. If you don't mind, I'll give you two."
When the little woman heard that it was made of radishes, she was not very interested. But it was not easy to please others, so he took the radish cake from Qiao Wei's hand, handed it to his son and said, "Here."
Carrots are used to make emoticons on the cake. It looks very cute. The little boy likes it very much. After taking a bite, he likes it even more.
This radish cake is not the original vegetarian radish cake. It is filled with mutton and braised pork. It can be called a radish pie.
The little woman hurriedly said, "How much will you sell me?"
Qiao Wei smiled slightly and said, "If madam likes it, you can take some to eat. You are also a regular customer. Thanks to you for taking care of my business, you can treat me as giving back to old customers."
The little woman touched her face: "Why is this so embarrassing?"
"Take it." Qiao Wei took out four steaming radish cakes from the basket tightly covered with a small quilt.
The little woman left gratefully.
The maid from Enbo's Mansion came here at noon. When she got off the bus, she hurriedly looked for Qiao Wei: "I'm sorry, the carriage broke down halfway! It's been repaired until now! You must have been waiting for me for a long time, right? How do you change places? Already? I almost couldn't find you."
"The rent here is cheap." Qiao Wei smiled, and gave her the wrapped snacks, "A total of forty-six."
The servant girl was startled: "Did you give me two more?" Buy ten get one free, it should be forty-four.
Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "These two are for the girl to eat."
"Thank you very much." The servant girl smiled sweetly, "I want so much more tomorrow!"
Qiao Wei said politely: "Not tomorrow, I won't set up a stall, the day after tomorrow."
"The day after tomorrow." The servant girl said distressedly: "That's fine, the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow."
The servant girl left another hundred wen, took some snacks and got on the carriage.
"Actually, I think radish cakes will sell well too." Aunt Luo said while cleaning up the stall.
Qiao Wei also thought about selling radish cakes, but the radish cakes don’t taste good when they’re cold, and they don’t taste good after being left for a long time. Most people buy one or two and hold them in their hands. It must be unwilling. From this point of view alone, it is not as good as the sales of pastries.
The two packed up their things and went home. Today, they still hired a carriage from the town, worth forty Wen.
On the way back, a carriage followed them all the time. At first Qiao Wei thought that the other party was going along the way, but when they reached a sparsely populated place, the other party suddenly accelerated and went around to block them.
Three ferocious men stepped out of the carriage.
The coachman looked at them in horror: "What are you doing?"
The leader of the big man shouted: "Don't do your business, get out of the way!"
The coachman backed away timidly.
A trace of panic flashed across Aunt Luo's face: "What happened?"
Qiao Wei said without changing her face: "I'll go down and have a look, you and the children are sitting in the car, don't come down."
"Xiaowei..."
Qiao Wei patted her hand to show her peace of mind, she nodded nervously, and hugged the two children.
Qiao Wei stepped out of the carriage calmly, glanced at the three strong men opposite, without blinking her eyelids, and asked calmly, "Who are you looking for me?"
Seeing that she was so calm, everyone was surprised at the same time. They are well-known bullies in this area. Whoever sees them is not like a mouse seeing a cat
"Do you know who we are?" asked the leading brawny man.
Qiao Wei calmly said, "I don't know."
The strong man choked.
The little man behind him said: "Boss, why are you talking nonsense with her? Get rid of her quickly so we can go back to work!"
It seems that someone bought the murder.
The strong man cleared his throat and said: "Listen to me, from tomorrow on, you are not allowed to do business on Daxing Street again! Otherwise, I will see you once and clean you up once!"
That being said, what else does Qiao Wei not understand? Her business is so good that it makes people jealous.
She wasn't frightened. If she compromised today, even if she changed the place tomorrow, someone would still bully her.
It's better to solve it once and for all.
"If I don't move, what are you going to do with me?" Qiao Wei asked.
The brawny man didn't expect that the weak-looking girl was not afraid of them at all. Is it because he didn't express clearly enough or is this girl mentally ill
"Stinky bitch! You don't cry when you see the coffin, do you?" he yelled angrily.
Qiao Wei glanced at him and said: "It's not certain who sees the coffin and who sheds tears. How do you want to clean it up? Just let the horse come over. If it's just a fight, I admit defeat."
"Damn it!" The strong man jumped up angrily, spat, and rushed towards Qiao Wei with all his teeth and claws!