There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 37: I can’t beat you, I don’t dare to cry

"Grilled skewers? Can you see clearly how they make them?"

When the shopkeeper heard that there was money to be made, he immediately pulled Xiaosi aside and wanted to ask carefully.

Xiao Si spoke in a hurry, touching the wound from yesterday's beating. The corners of his mouth twitched, and then he said excitedly:
"You can see clearly! Just marinate it with soy sauce and other seasonings, put it on the fire and bake it, and it's done. It's also very expensive, so many people buy it!"

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and thought of an excellent idea:
"If we open a stall opposite them and sell it at a slightly cheaper price, wouldn't all the customers come to us?"

Xiaosi smiled knowingly and answered:

"We can make a lot of money by then, and we can also make that lady at Yangui Inn and that young lady from yesterday so angry!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. They both felt that they had thought of a great idea and immediately got busy gathering things.

What should I do if there is not enough seasoning?It doesn’t matter if you are missing one thing!
What to do without meat?Take out the aged bacon from the cellar and wrap it in flour. One portion can be sold as two portions!

What to do if there is no oven?When you go into battle with a stove, there are still charcoal anyway, so there is no difference!
Two grown men who didn't know how to cook were blinded by money and walked vigorously to Yangui Inn carrying a bunch of things.

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Song Rutang was so busy at the moment that he didn't even bother wiping his sweat, let alone worrying about his points. He was grilling skewers while observing the people who came to buy skewers, but unfortunately he didn't even see the shadow of an official.

I was grilling skewers when I glanced behind the crowd, only to find that a stall had been set up opposite me. The two people from Siri Inn were putting skewers on the stove and smiling evilly at me!
The cook also noticed the two people and asked:
"Master, there are business robbers coming from the other side, how should we deal with them?"

Song Rutang looked at the unfamiliar operations of the two people and was speechless:
"Hold on, we'll watch their jokes later."

Seeing that Song Rutang was not in a hurry, the cook had some confidence in his mind and took his time to cook the meal, casting provocative looks at the two people opposite him from time to time.

The shopkeeper was used to living a leisurely life, and ran away after a while, leaving Xiao Si alone guarding the stall. However, Xiao Si still had some experience in setting up a stall. After preparing the things, he started shouting:
"They sell salt-baked skewers. They cost fifteen cents a skewer! Don't miss it if you pass by. The fragrant skewers are even more delicious than the ones across the street!"

This shouting did have some effect. Seeing that the queue at the front of the queue was still going to be a long time, people at the end of the queue came to Xiaosi to buy the skewers one after another.

When one person saw that the kebab was blackened by smoke, he couldn't help but become suspicious and frowned and asked:
"Is this thing really as delicious as the one across the way?"

"Don't worry, we dare to set up a stall opposite them. The taste must be very different, otherwise we wouldn't have the confidence to do this, right?"

Xiao Si opened his mouth and started talking nonsense, which actually frightened the man. He sniffed and smelled the smell.

It's just that although the skewers baked by Song Rutang cannot be fragrant, they can at least cover up the smell of the skewers from Xiaosi's side. The man smelled it, but didn't smell anything, so he tentatively took out fifteen cents and bought one. string.

But Xiao Si shook his head and said:
"Sell it at a minimum of ten skewers, and don't sell anything less."

Hearing this, the man frowned, looked back at the long queue at Song Rutang's side, gritted his teeth and bought ten skewers.

But when he put it in his mouth and tasted it, he immediately frowned:
"Ah, why is this stuff so bitter and salty? It tastes worse than pig bran. I want my money back, my money back!"

But Xiaosi shook his head:
"My guest, you have already bought it, so why would you want to return it?"

When everyone nearby saw that the food sold here was not only unpalatable, but also forcibly bought and sold without refund, they all ran back to Song Rutang's place and queued up again.This was good, Xiaosi ran away when he saw people, and he was not willing to refund the money.

After all, there is still a difference between making 150 Wen and not making a penny, right?He had already made a guarantee with the shopkeeper. If the shopkeeper knew that his business was like this, he would have to smash his head.

This man also had a bad temper. When he heard that he would not refund the money, he knew that he had been deceived by this unscrupulous vendor. Looking back, he not only had to queue up again, but the queue was longer than before, so he rolled up his sleeves. , and smashed Xiaosi’s stall into a mess.

Xiaosi couldn't beat him, and he didn't dare to cry. He hurriedly ran away with 150 coins in his arms, not even bothering to pick up the meat skewers scattered on the ground.

The man didn't get the money back, so he said bad luck and ran back to queue up again.

After finally waiting for him in line, he stepped forward with a gloomy look on his face, took out his money and wanted to talk, but Song Rutang stuffed ten skewers of meat into his hand.

"Here are your ten skewers, please take them."

He was stunned, but he knew the price. When he was about to pay, Song Rutang held him down.

Song Rutang smiled at him and explained:

"No money. I think you just borrowed our name to get you fooled. These ten strings of rights should be regarded as our apology for you."

Song Rutang's original intention was that he was afraid that the matter on the other side would cause trouble for him, so he thought it would be better to sell it well and just be grateful to calm the trouble. However, he didn't want this move to make this person red-eyed, and his hand was suddenly stuffed by this person. Got a money bag:

"Twenty more skewers, no need to look for them!"

Song Rutang was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting this person to make such a move. He gave the waiter the money bag and asked him to return the extra money to this person.

This man refused to accept him dead or alive. In the end, Song Rutang looked cold and he accepted the change. He hugged the skewers and went home with red eyes. He couldn't help but eat a skewer on the way, so he couldn't help but sigh:
Well, it smells so good, not bad!
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This was good. Xiaosi's trouble brought more business to Song Rutang and earned her a good reputation. Seeing her kindness and sincerity, the people behind her couldn't help but buy more.

Seeing that the meat skewers were getting less and less and the official hadn't come yet, Song Rutang felt a little regretful and sold the last few dozen skewers and said to the customers who were still queuing up behind:

"The salt-baked skewers are sold out today, please come back tomorrow."

Everyone who didn't buy any skewers shook their heads regretfully and made an appointment to come back earlier tomorrow.

Song Rutang closed the stall, led a few people into the house and started counting the money.

"Look, a table with 3 copper coins like this must add up to more than ten taels, right?"

The cook also sighed, holding the money and looking at it again and again, and said:
"Madam is also beating the shopkeeper, which I really shouldn't do. She earns ten taels in one day and can make back her money in less than a month. This shows what a good business our shopkeeper has done!"

Song Rutang was lying at the table with her lips covered in a smile. Just when she was about to speak, she heard a clear voice coming from outside:

"Seller, do you still sell the salt-baked skewers?"

(End of this chapter)