She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law who favored boys

Chapter 155 1 pair of eyes

Seeing that there were no customers waiting, Gu Qingqing weighed five pounds of tofu from the old man before she opened the shop.

Gu Qingqing took the opportunity to ask the old man at the tofu stall, "Uncle, did Zheng's Noodles say they won't open the stall today?"

The old man nodded towards the empty space and said, "He didn't come yesterday."

"You didn't come yesterday either?" Gu Qingqing was surprised again.

"No, I'm here every day. I didn't see him here yesterday." After the old man said this, he took the copper coins handed to him by Gu Qingqing and returned to his wheelbarrow stall.

Gu Qingqing looked at the empty stall and muttered to herself. When she saw someone coming with a bowl, she started to busy herself with her own things.

A can of pork intestines and some dried tofu were not sold out until almost noon.

As for the remaining half jar of strong-flavored food, which was originally intended to be used for making marinade, she put it away.

She said to Li Xin, who was in charge of collecting the money, "Da Xin, we are leaving."

"Aunt, what should we do with the remaining half jar?" Li Xin felt a little sad that he hadn't sold all the things.

Gu Qingqing didn't care and smiled, "Take this back and we'll cook noodles for ourselves tonight."

If it were in the past, Li Xin would definitely have said, "Why don't we wait a little longer and they will be sold out," but during this period he had heard his aunt say many times that the stall would be closed at a certain time, and although he was sad, he packed up the stall without any delay.

He put the jars in his bamboo basket and carried it on his back again.

When they came, they only had one shoulder pole with two baskets hanging on it.

In one basket was a pile of pig intestines, in another basket was a ceramic pot filled with some pickled cabbage, and as for the half-empty jar, it was originally brought by Li Xin.

The two of them were walking down the street, and Gu Qingqing asked, "Daxin, which restaurant in town has the best business?"

This question touched upon Li Xin's knowledge points. He didn't dare to say that he knew everything about what was and wasn't available in the town, but he was probably clear about it.

At this time, he said happily, "Aunt, Zhiweilou has the best business. The most famous dishes of Zhiweilou are white-cut chicken and steamed fish. People in the town say that these two dishes are the must-order dishes when they go to their restaurant."

"Really? Then let's see if we can add one more dish for them. If we can, we can just find a restaurant like this."

"Aunt, shall we just find one? There are Taibai Tower and Ruyue Tower in this town, and their business is also very good. Why don't we go and have a look?" Li Xin asked.

"No, we didn't make much sauerkraut this year, and it's barely enough for one family." Gu Qingqing explained

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"Then can't we make more?" Li Xin asked puzzledly.

"Of course you can, but it takes time. You can just do it once or twice at most and it will be enough. No matter how much cabbage you have, it won't be enough." Gu Qingqing explained to him.

She knew it herself that it was mainly because her family was renovating the house in the past few days and she was too busy to take care of it, and she also didn't have her mind fully focused on this.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t just make two large tanks, there would be no continuity at all.

She ate quite a lot of it yesterday. Thinking that we only have about 200 kilograms of sauerkraut at home, we can't afford her to promote it on a large scale.

Otherwise, it would be stable if you could make less profit and sell it to the bun shop.

However, there are still more than 600 kilograms of fresh cabbage in the cellar of the new house. She only needs to find a customer to basically consume all her vegetables.

The two of them arrived at Zhiwei Building while they were talking. Gu Qingqing put the burden under the wall at the entrance and asked Li Xin to guard it while she went into the building.

It was lunch time and there were quite a few people eating.

When Gu Qingqing entered the store and saw that the waiters were busy, she walked straight to the counter.

"The shopkeeper's."

The shopkeeper was slightly fat, wearing an indigo silk straight-leg dress and a warm hat. His men were fiddling with an abacus. When he heard someone calling him, he immediately looked up and greeted with a smile, "What can I do for you, sir?"

Seeing that he was a bit busy, Gu Qingqing didn't make a living by selling pickled cabbage, so she said directly to the shopkeeper, "Hello, shopkeeper. I'm from Niutoushan Village. I made some pickled cabbage at home using an ancestral method. It's sour enough. I wonder if you're interested?"

The shopkeeper has seen countless people, but this is the first time he has seen someone who is not so active and enthusiastic in selling things. Instead, he looks as if it doesn't matter if you don't sell anything.

This instantly piqued his interest. "Oh, pickled cabbage? How much is it?"

Gu Qingqing didn't rush to quote the price. Instead, she smiled and said, "Boss, how about you take a look at the dishes first? If you think the taste is okay, we can talk about the price. If you think it's too sour, I'll go to other restaurants to try it out."

The shopkeeper was immediately amused by her. "Many people who come to sell pickled cabbage praise their pickled cabbage to the heavens. You are the first one to praise your pickled cabbage in disguise."

Without pressure, the conversation becomes relaxed. “Oh, I guess their things don’t satisfy the shopkeeper!”

"Hahaha, you are quite smart. If your sauerkraut is really as good as you say, we'll want it." The shopkeeper met a man who spoke eloquently while he was busy, and his mood improved a lot.

"Shopkeeper, wait a moment."

After saying this, Gu Qingqing turned and went out. After a while, she brought in a ceramic basin with three pickled cabbages in it.

When she came from home, she squeezed out most of the moisture from the cabbage, so there was only a small amount of water at the bottom of the pot.

The shopkeeper saw that the pickled cabbage was clean and bright yellow in color. He fiddled with the stems of the cabbage, then lowered his head to smell it. His eyes lit up unconsciously, "Hmm, it doesn't smell like stinky feet."

After the shopkeeper said this, he picked off a piece of it and put it directly into his mouth.

Then Gu Qingqing saw the other person's facial features twisted together, and heard him say "Ouch, it's so sour."

Gu Qingqing waited for the other person to open his eyes again, and then she said, "You can buy it by jin or by piece. One piece is about two and a half jin, and the price is five cents each."

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow, "It's too expensive."

"Others don't taste as good as mine. We don't make much, just enough for one restaurant at most. If you need it, we'll send it to you. If you don't need it, we'll go to another store."

The shopkeeper must have understood that they didn't make much, so they didn't have to worry about sales.

He looked at the pickled cabbage again and thought it was indeed good, so he asked, "How much do you have?"

"There are about 200 kilograms of finished products. If the shopkeeper thinks it is not enough, I will make as much as you need before the beginning of next spring." Gu Qingqing replied.

"Well, send 50 kilograms first, and I'll try it out. We'll discuss the amount later."

Gu Qingqing was full of confidence and did not take the other party's deposit. She just made a verbal agreement with the shopkeeper to deliver the dishes tomorrow.

He also sold the three pickled cabbages he brought with him to their store and left Zhiweilou with fifteen cents in his hand.

Little did she know that in the corridor inside the lobby, a pair of vicious eyes were watching everything that happened at the counter.