Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

Chapter 213: Stop losses in time

Shen Ningning was so hot that she had to take off her thin coat.

This frightened Grandma Qin: "Does this grass have any side effects?"

Shen Ningning's face was red with heat, but her eyes were dark and bright.

“No, grandma, this is spiritual grass! I understand what it does!”

 Lingcao can warm the body and has extraordinary effects.

Even in the coldest month of winter, as long as you eat a piece of spiritual grass, you can wear thin clothes and still not feel the cold.

 The little guy specially recorded the maintenance time of the spiritual grass.

Unexpectedly, she just ate one, and the warm feeling in her body lasted for two days.

 On the morning of the third day, it gradually dissipated.

 Shen Ningning felt as if her whole body had been detoxified. Her body became fairer and her cheeks were rosy and shiny.

I don’t know if it was her imagination, but I felt that the silver thread on my grandma’s hair was starting to turn black.

 It seems that spiritual grass can not only provide warmth to people, but also strengthen the body, detoxify and maintain health.

What a good thing!

 Next, Shen Ningning will think about how to launch her spiritual grass soup in the store.

The weather is not very cold yet, so it probably won’t sell very well. The little guy decided to take the spiritual grass first and let Aunt Yun make two pots to test the response.

 It has been drizzling for several days and the weather is getting colder.

Shen Ningning attended classes seriously for a few days at the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies, and then rushed to the store to deliver spiritual herbs.

But as soon as she arrived at the store, Aunt Yun came over with a frown on her face: "Princess, the fruits we store in the store are almost rotten."

Shen Ningning was startled, then turned and walked in: "Didn't you store it according to my instructions?"

Aunt Yun said: "It doesn't have much effect. The weather has been bad recently and it's always cloudy. The fruits are almost spoiled."

 Shen Ningning walked into the warehouse where the fruits were stored, and saw Wu'er and four or five helpers cleaning the fruits that were not spoiled.

 The rotten fruit has been put into three large baskets.

 If this continues, we will lose money before we even open.

Shen Ningning bit her lips and muttered: "Take the basket out, and the good fruits, take the baskets and carry them outside together."

“Mark the price, rotten fruit, one liang or one catty, better fruit, three liang and a half catty, pick whatever you want.”

The shop clerks were all surprised.

Uncle Zhong, the accountant, walked over quickly: "Princess, if we sell like this, we will lose money."

 In the past, one or two bowls of fruit porridge were served just to pursue small profits but quick turnover.

The drought has just passed, and the fruit trees everywhere have not produced buds. What’s more, so many delicious fruits are sold at such a low price!

On the contrary, Shen Ningning was calm and composed, her little face set with determination.

"If you put it down any longer, it will only cause more damage. It will all be thrown into your hands. It is better to sell it cheaply."

 It just so happened that she had no intention of putting it back into fairyland.

On the fruit trees in the fairyland, all the fruits are ripe and fall off, leaving no room to harvest them. Even so, the trees continue to grow fruits.

Shen Ningning still has to figure out how to deal with so many good fruits.

 Uncle Zhong thought for a while, and that was all he could do. He sighed heavily.

Aunt Yun immediately called a few young and strong boys: "Come on, help us move out. Wu'er, go and write two price signs."

Shen Ningning handed the spiritual grass to Aunt Yun and asked her to arrange for the cook to make two pots of soup.

“After it’s done, put it out together. Give those who buy fruit a bowl of soup, and ask them to leave suggestions after drinking it.”

“Let’s use cabbage and tofu soup as the soup base,” Aunt Yun said.

 Time is tight, and there are only a few types of soups that can be cooked quickly.

 Shen Ningning nodded.

The rain in early winter was dense and cold. Pedestrians walking on the street held umbrellas and held their collars tightly with one hand.

 Otherwise the cold wind would blow in and be very biting. This year's winter came earlier than usual, and it was accompanied by non-stop cold rain, which made the people complain but also enjoyed it.

Every household is now warm to the rain, but they are really frightened by the drought.

I would rather have rain than suffer from drought again.

 Therefore, although it was raining continuously at this time, the number of pedestrians did not decrease.

Wu'er was hawking outside the shop. His clear voice attracted many passers-by to stop and take a look -

"Ripe fruit weighs one liang and one catty; freshly ripe fruit weighs three liang and half a catty."

“Ladies and gentlemen, don’t miss it when you pass by.”

After a while, a mother-in-law came forward and asked: "Is it really so cheap? One or two or one pound, just pick it up?"

　　Wuerdui smiled: “Just pick whatever you want.”

He picked up an oil paper bag and said, "Mother-in-law, I recommend you try snow pears and peaches. You won't be able to eat these since winter is coming."

The customer hasn’t said he wants it yet, but Wuer has already put it on skillfully.

His tongue is as bright as a lotus, and he has developed a good tongue at the stall.

At this moment, listening to his recommendation, the mother-in-law nodded: "Then you can decorate the red fruits here for me."

"Okay," Wu'er finished packing and took a plump orange from the good fruit basket and stuffed it in: "Mother-in-law, this is a gift from me. Come back if it's delicious."

The mother-in-law suddenly smiled from ear to ear: "Is there such a good thing?"

 She paid the money readily.

Wu'er looked at Shen Ningning aside. The little guy showed a sweet smile to him and quietly gave him a thumbs up.

 Wu'er was immediately full of motivation and shouted: "Sweet fruits are delicious and not expensive. Princess Funu guarantees their reputation. Come and try them!"

The mother-in-law who just bought the fruit didn't leave, she couldn't wait to peel the oranges.

The plump pulp is orange-yellow and orange-red. When you bite into it, you can only feel the sweet juice splashing everywhere.

 “It’s delicious, it’s really delicious.” The mother-in-law immediately said, “Bring me half a catty of oranges, three ounces.”

 Wu'er hurriedly responded: "Okay!"

Many onlookers around could no longer bear it.

So everyone crowded forward to buy. Aunt Yun had already prepared and ordered three women with quick hands and feet to entertain Wu'er.

 Uncle Zhong and another young man collected money and kept accounts.

In just half an hour, only the bottom of the three baskets of almost-ripe fruits was sold.

 All the guests who purchased the free bowl of hot soup praised it with high praise: "It's delicious!"

 The winter rain is swaying, and after drinking a bowl, the body is warm both inside and outside.

 Not to mention how comfortable it is.

Some people repeatedly praised: "It is indeed Fu Nu's shop. It is really good at doing business. I will come again next time."

 Shen Ningning was sitting in the shop and heard it, smiling with satisfaction.

  She looked down at the suggestions she had just memorized. One hundred people have one hundred tastes, and it is impossible to satisfy them all.

 However, if it satisfies the tastes of most people, the shop will definitely have a prosperous business.

At this moment, Shen Ningning inadvertently glanced up and saw four or five middle-aged men approaching not far away.

Their robes were wet and black, and they were holding the paper umbrellas they had just bought, but they were shivering from the cold.

Shen Ningning saw their clothes and the jasper rings on their hands.

The little guy blinked his dark eyes twice, immediately put down the book, stuck his head out and called out: "Uncles who are caught in the rain, come and take a sip of hot soup to warm yourself up. No money is required."

The men heard the words and walked over quickly.

 Enter the shop, asked the clerk to take away the umbrella, then patted the rain on his body, wiped his embarrassed cheeks with a handkerchief and said, "Thank you very much, boss. We have just arrived in the capital as businessmen, and we didn't expect the weather to be so unpredictable."

 (End of this chapter)