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Chapter 13: reopen

Chen Xing did not rush to open the stall after renting the stall, but took advantage of the time now to stroll around the stall and determine the size of the stall, and then began to calculate what to add. thing.

Chen Xing originally only had a wheelbarrow when he sold Mapo tofu, so the things he sold were limited, but now he has a fixed booth and can make a fire, so he can operate more space many.

First of all, Chen Xing is going to get some bamboo curtains to cover both sides of the stall, so that it can not only block the wind, but also work when it rains.

Secondly, Chen Xing also needs to get two sets of tables and chairs to put there, which is convenient for customers and also increases the flow of customers.

Finally, Chen Xing also plans to add more food, so that customers can choose from more varieties, so he can get money faster.

Looking at these things he wrote, Chen Xing sighed silently. He was very glad that yesterday the official did not have to pay the stall fee for a year by himself, otherwise he would have absolutely no money today. to buy these things.

Taking the list, Chen Xing went straight to the carpenter shop where he bought the unicycle last time, and directly asked how to sell the cheapest table and chairs here. After all, he himself didn't know how long the stall could last, and there was no need for it to sell too well.

The old carpenter obviously knew him. After listening to his request, he glanced at him, and then quoted a price that was quite low in Chen Xing's estimate.

Chen Xing readily agreed, and then politely asked about the bamboo curtain.

This time the old carpenter did not give an immediate answer, but looked at him and asked, "What are you going to use it for?"

Chen Xing didn't hide it from him, he told the story that he wanted to use the curtain to block the wind, and also euphemistically raised the matter that he didn't have much budget.

The old carpenter looked at his worried look, and after a little thought, he gave a suggestion, "If you don't care about the appearance, I actually suggest that you use thatch. Wind and waterproof, the most important thing is that the cost of that thing is a lot more than that of bamboo curtains, you can save almost two-thirds of the money."

Chen Xing's eyes lit up immediately, and he responded in a hurry. He felt that he could not care about the appearance. The most important thing now is to save a little.

Seeing that Chen Xing agreed, the two signed a contract. The old carpenter also promised to move the seat that Chen Xing wanted to the designated location after three days, and fix the barrier that Chen Xing wanted. .

After dealing with the carpenter shop, Chen Xing went to the vegetable market with the remaining money. He wanted to add new food, so he naturally needed more things.

The owner of the tofu stall looked very surprised when he saw him, looked at him in disbelief and asked, "Are you alright?"

After Chen Xing found fault with Lai Jiu, he knew that he would not be able to stand for a while, so he came over to the stall owner to say that he would suspend the supply of tofu.

At this time, when the stall owner asked this question, Chen Xing was still confused, "What's wrong with me?"

The stall owner was a little embarrassed, and he spoke squeakly, and finally said, "You were too flustered when you came that day, I thought you were being entangled by the resentful ghosts in that house. So much so that I have to move and run for my life.”

Chen Xing looked at the embarrassed man in front of him speechlessly. He really couldn't understand why he was a businessman, why his brain was so big, and it was a pity not to compile books.

However, Chen Xing soon remembered that he was here to do business. He first explained his requirements to the stall owner. In addition to the original tofu, he also asked for some more soy milk.

A few days later, the small booth rented by Chen Xing has been completely renewed, and he is ready to reopen.

The night before the opening, Chen Xing specially cooked a table of good dishes to celebrate with Gu Lang and the others that he had a new beginning.

Gu Lang looked at the high-spirited Chen Xing, raised the corners of his lips slightly, held up the teacup in his hand, and said to him, "I wish you good luck in opening."

Chen Xing gave him a smirk, and took a cup of tea with him, thanking him cheerfully.

Gu Lang looked at the cute and silly Chen Xing, his eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything more.

The next day, Chen Xing made Mapo tofu in Gu Mansion and made a bucket of bean curd with soy milk before going to his booth.

At the booth, Chen Xing first made a fire to steam the rice, then put the mapo tofu that is easy to cool on the fire to warm it, and found a good place for the bean curd, and finally took out the special chili Oil comes out ready to be dipped in water.

When the old customers looked for Chen Xing's stall, they first smelled a good smell of rice, then a bean fragrance, and finally the unique spicy taste of Mapo Tofu .

The person rushing in front was Auntie Sheng, who had not seen him for a long time. As soon as she saw Chen Xing, she shouted: "You little boss, you have been running there recently, my grandson has been thinking about it. As a result, I have never been able to find anyone for your family's food. I found you today, and you need to call me a little more later!"

Chen Xing looked at Auntie Sheng with a fierce look, but the smile on her face did not diminish at all. Looking at her good-natured, he said: "Okay. Something happened to my family recently, so I've only been free for a few days and haven't set up a stall, sorry!"

The aunt Sheng looked at Chen Xing with a gentle look no matter what she said. Thinking of the rumors she heard a few days ago, she felt a little embarrassed and looked at Chen Xing's expression It also brought a bit of embarrassment.

Chen Xing could see her embarrassment, but he didn't see it, he knew that Auntie Sheng had a bad temper, but she was not bad, so he asked her with a smile: "Auntie Sheng, Do you still want two bowls of Mapo tofu today? I made a new meal, do you want to think about it?”

Hearing Chen Xing say this, Madam Sheng looked at him suspiciously, "What to eat?"

Chen Xing smiled and opened the wooden barrel in which the bean curd was placed, and introduced to her: "This is bean curd rice, with a dipping water, suitable for people who don't like spicy food. Because there is no meat, So it's cheaper than Mapo Tofu, only five cents per serving."

Aunt Sheng looked at the tender tofu that was different from Bai Shengsheng, and then looked at Chen Xing's smiling face, hesitated, and said directly: "Then I want a bean curd rice, a Mapo tofu."

"Good!" Chen Xing took the money from Aunt Sheng, gave her two copies, and paid her a little more according to her instructions.

Most of them chose tofu rice after hesitating. Looking at the rapidly decreasing beancurd, Chen Xing began to plan in his mind to prepare more beancurd tomorrow.

While Chen Xing was busy here, where he used to set up a stall, a boy was walking around with a piece of canvas, shouting: "Mapo tofu moved to Go to the end of the street, go there if you want to eat!" The boy's voice was so loud that people passing by could almost hear his voice.

After the boy shouted a few more times, a woman who was staying next to Grandma Sun gave the boy a tired look, then looked at Grandma Sun with a cold face, and said unhappily:

"Grandma Sun, your grandson at noon is not good at helping you do business, why are you messing around there? If you lead the business to others, how can we do business!"

Grandma Sun handed the ravioli she had just made to the guest, and replied without raising her head: "He greeted guests who wanted to eat there, even if I didn't greet my grandson, those The guests won't eat anything else, so how can they steal your business?"

The woman felt more and more unhappy when she heard the words, but she knew that although Grandma Sun seemed polite, but she was able to lead her grandson to seek a living here, obviously not What a mess.

Then the woman rolled her eyes and said loudly: "The official sent you and that brother to go there that day, but now that brother is being kicked out of this street, he should It's not because you did something that caused the official to punish you, right?"

Her words immediately attracted the attention of the good people around, and they all looked at Grandma Sun, wanting to know if what she said was true.

Grandma Sun wiped her hands unhurriedly, and said slowly: "What kind of mistakes can ordinary people like us make? That official took us there because the county The grandfather knew about Lai Jiu's kicking over Chen Xing's stall. Recently, the Lai family was punished and their property was paid, including a stall on the corner of the street. In order to compensate him, the county magistrate rented the stall to him at a low price."

"What, the stall on the corner was rented to him?!"

Grandma Sun raised her eyelids and looked at the woman's distorted face because she knew about this, "Yes, the county magistrate is a good man, I know he doesn't have many brothers. The money, but only half of the money was specially charged."

Hearing this, the woman clutched her chest with a distressed look, and gritted her teeth: "How can such a good thing not be my turn?"

The other hawkers who had been listening to their conversation also nodded. Everyone knows that the best place to do business is from one end to the other, because import and export are the places with the largest passenger flow.

The current booth of Chen Xing is not only in such a position, but there are officers and soldiers stationed not far away, and it is not easy for people to make trouble. Best of all, the booth fee is still so low.

Suddenly, the hawkers who thought that Chen Xing had suffered a serious crime a few days ago showed envious expressions of envy and hatred, wishing that it was themselves who had been kicked over.

While the hawkers were beating their chests and regretting, a full-figured woman was leaning against the door of the restaurant not far away, and her eyes first swept across the depressed guests at the table , and then looked at the boy who was holding the flag and kept shouting, and said in a stern tone to the vacant little Er next to him:

"Go and find out what the grandson of the dead old woman is doing, and then ask the little brother what's going on now."