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Chapter 168 Didn't They Come To Collect Protection Fees?

Chapter 168 Didn't They Come To Collect Protection Fees?
Probably this incident had brought too much impact on Zhou Huiniang, so no matter how Xia Huai comforted her, Zhou Huiniang was unwilling to come out to set up a stall.

Xia Huai thought about the bank note she had just received, and abruptly stopped the idea of ​​continuing to persuade.

Forget it, the shock has not dissipated yet, so let's give them a buffer time.

How did the few people leave the city and how did they go back to the city? Zhou Huiniang went into the city and came back rationally. She couldn't help but muttered: "Oh, I sent so many noodles, what if I didn't sell them?"

Xia Huai laughed secretly, coughed lightly before holding back: "Mother, why don't you go back to the village after selling on the street."

Zhou Huiniang's eyes lit up, and then she hesitated: "Then, how should we set the price? According to the original price, I'm afraid no one will buy it? If the price is too low, wouldn't we have to lose money?"

"Mom, let's sell it at the original price, don't worry, I have a solution!"

Hearing what my daughter said, although Zhou Huiniang was still uneasy, she still nodded and subconsciously murmured: "That's good, that's good."

"Brother Zheng, find an open space on the street and stop later, we'll go back after selling the biscuits!"

"Hey!"

At this time, it is not yet noon, although there are many vendors on the street, but it is not very crowded. If you squeeze a little, you can still find an open space.

When those vendors saw Zheng Daqiao and others coming with big heads and horses, they often backed away subconsciously. Some of the vendors even looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

Their lips did not open or close, but Xia Huai was no one. After listening carefully, they could still hear these people muttering: "Old Wang, the one who received the protection fee has changed?"

"No, no, I remember those local ruffians, I haven't seen these people before."

"Hey, these people seem to me to be more evil than the old wolf group."

Zheng Daqiao stepped forward and moved the big knife, and the group quickly took a few steps back. Some people even wanted to run away, but they were tripped by their own stalls and fell to the ground.

One of the aunts couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth, and then quickly flattened it again. It's true that Zheng Daqiao and his group don't look like good people!
Zheng Erqiao looked back in bewilderment, there was no one here, why did this group of people look like a mouse seeing a cat.
Zheng Daqiao glanced at him, and threw the big knife in his hand to Zheng Erqiao: "Take it!" Then he cupped his hands at the vendors and said, "Everyone, please make room." Carriage: "We need a booth."

The aunt was the first to answer, beckoning from a distance, and soon two people ran over, and the aunt quickly directed the two to move the stall to the side, next to other stalls.

The rest of the stall owners were not fools, so they hurriedly followed, just to make room for Zheng Daqiao and the others to set up two stalls.

Zheng Daqiao was silent for a moment, then pretended not to see, turned his head and waved to his brothers, and quickly set up the booth.

Xia Huai conveniently found a wooden board, and took out the paper and pen from the carriage. Of course, they were taken from the carriage on the surface, but they were actually taken out from the space.

Seeing that Xia Huai disagreed with him, he lowered his head and wrote vigorously. Zheng Erqiao opened his mouth and was about to ask something, but his brother covered his mouth.

The stall owner who followed them quietly from afar felt his heart skip a beat and immediately looked away.

What's the reason, even dare to fight against one of my own people!
"Huai'er, what did you write?"

Although Zhou Huiniang knew a few characters, she didn't know much about some of the words written by her daughter, but she could almost guess them.

Xia Huai glanced at her mother, but she was thinking in her heart that in the future the literacy class must be thrown in by her parents!
Xia Huai conveniently placed the cardboard next to the stall, and her red lips moved slightly: "Meat in sesame cakes - eight Wen, vegetables in sesame cakes - six Wen, sesame cakes - five Wen, bone soup - three Wen."

"This..." Zhou Huiniang said with some hesitation: "Huai'er, me, why do I think that if this is written on it, no one will buy it?"

Xia Huai smiled mysteriously, then waved her hand and said, "Mother, just wait and see!" After finishing speaking, Xia Huai suddenly put her hands next to her mouth, and yelled loudly: "Sell sesame cakes with vegetables, sell sesame cakes with meat! Quan Huating This is the only one in the county! Don’t miss it when you pass by!”

Xia Huai's voice was crisp and clear, but it made people feel relaxed when they heard people's hearts, and soon someone squeezed along the voice.

Xia Huai quickly poked Zhou Huiniang: "Mother, heat up the stewed meat!"

Zhou Huiniang nodded in a daze, then set up the pot, set it on fire, heated it up, and waited for the unique smell of stewed meat to be smelled all over the street.

Liu Qingyun also helped knead the dough and beat the sesame seed cakes.

"Hey, how do you sell these biscuits?"

"What is the only one in Huating County? I haven't seen you before?"

Xia Huai smiled brightly, clapped her hands, and gave the man a thumbs up in approval: "Uncle, you still have a good eye! Our family really just set up a stall on the street today!"

When the man choked up, he suddenly understood what Xia Huai meant by only one family.

"Bah! Isn't it just sesame seed cakes, who hasn't eaten sesame seed cakes before!"

"It's actually sold at a sky-high price of 5 yuan. Who do you think dares to open their mouths like this for sesame seed cakes on the street?"

Most of the crowd were illiterate, so as soon as this person said something, many people scolded him:
"People's biscuits sell for one penny, but you sell them for five. What, your biscuits are made of gold?"

"I don't think you are from our Huating County, are you? You dare to cheat people on our territory, how shameless!"

"Go away, go away as far as you can, you really think of us as fools!"

In the face of these reprimands, slander and abuse, Xia Huai was not in a hurry, just smiled lightly, frowned, and gritted his teeth slightly: "Oh, why should I lie to you! How stupid am I to deceive you?"

"That's right, we sell it at this price elsewhere. Don't ask why, it's because my sesame seed cakes are delicious! Absolutely don't cheat, buy one if you don't believe me!"

After finishing speaking, without giving everyone a chance to react, Xia Huai said, "For the sake of everyone's enthusiasm, we decided to temporarily launch two packages!"

"A sesame seed cake, a sesame seed cake with vegetables, and a bowl of bone soup cost only eight yuan! Let me show you, our bone soup actually has meat in it, and the soup is absolutely rich! And it's six yuan cheaper! No way! not enough!"

"There is also a kind for people who love meat. It only costs ten yuan for a sesame seed cake, a sesame seed cake with meat and a bowl of bone soup! It's six yuan cheaper!"

After listening to Xia Huai's introduction, someone couldn't help but be moved immediately.

Regardless of ancient or modern times, people always love to take advantage.In the past, there were modern people who bought a pack of instant noodles for a bowl, and later, there were ancient people who gave generously for a few pennies cheaper!

Xia Huai was not worried at all that no one would buy it, she was only worried about whether she would get cramp when counting the money later.

Wait, off topic.

"It seems to be a lot cheaper, how about buying one and trying it?"

"You are stupid, just two sesame cakes and a bowl of soup, listen to her nonsense, there is absolutely no meat in this soup!"

"But it still smells good."

"If you want to buy it, you buy it! Anyway, I won't buy it!"

The vendors around were already dumbfounded, and an uncle murmured, "He, aren't they here to collect protection money?"

(End of this chapter)

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