The whole village is suffering from tuberculosis, but I have 10,000 acres of top-quality medicinal f

After a while, Ah Zhi seemed to feel a little irritated and couldn't help but suggest: "How about you just call me out?"

Don't moan here, it's really uncomfortable to hear.

"Ah?" The woman opened her round eyes, confused and innocent.

He closed his eyes.

"……never mind."

Finally, after the massage, Ah Zhi got up and prepared to wash his hands in the yard. Before leaving, he paused and turned around and said, "You should hire a helper in the county, otherwise if things go on like this, you will end up making money but not spending it."

Duan Qingqiu: "..."

There is no need to be so alarmist.

But when she endured the pain and peeled the pears the next day, she suddenly felt that Ah Zhi's suggestion was not a bad idea.

But these workers are really hard to find.

After all, we are in the food business, and we have some small business secrets. If we find someone with evil intentions, wouldn't we get ourselves into trouble?

Moreover, the people in this place have a high standard of living, they are probably arrogant, and the wages are high, so she may not be able to afford it.

After thinking about it like this, the search for someone was delayed again.

Fortunately, Xiaoxia worked hard enough and after practicing secretly a few times, she finally managed to meet the requirements.

Slow is a little slow, it is better than fighting alone.

"Sister." Xiaoxia sat behind the stove, sliding the blade of the knife carefully while saying hesitantly, "Do you feel that today's business... seems not to be very good?"

"Be confident and get rid of it."

"..."

Duan Qingqiu stretched his neck, looked at the faintly moving crowd in front of him, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Although it is not completely unsaleable, the number of customers has obviously dropped by nearly half, and since she has not been able to grab a good seat, new customers almost don't come to her.

Could it be said that purchasing power is saturated?

It happened that at this time, Xiaodong came back from delivering goods. She pulled her brother over and said, "You and Xiaoxia stay together for a while while I go to the front to take a look."

"Ah? Sister, I..."

She didn't care how her brother was yelling behind her, tightly wrapped her coat and walked to a crowded place.

Hiss, it’s getting colder and colder today. Is it going to snow in a few days?

If it snows, how can she sell these pears?

Duan Qingqiu became more and more anxious as he thought about it, pushed aside the crowd, and squeezed in.

"Come and see, come and see, the new roasted pear soup launched by Sishi Mingtang. The pears are made from authentic Liquan pears that are only eaten by dignitaries in Beijing. The skin is thin and juicy, crispy and sweet! Plus, our restaurant Exclusive secret recipe, one cup promotes body fluids and moisturizes the throat, two cups clears the lungs and relieves cough. The effect is remarkable. The more you eat, the more benefits you will get. Each tube only costs eighteen cents! Eighteen cents! Buy five tubes today and get one free. Don’t miss this opportunity. Time will never come again!”

Two young men held gongs and shouted from the street to the end of the street. The sound was so loud that it attracted almost half of the city's people.

Duan Qingqiu looked at the gilded signboard and straightened the corners of his lips.

She has heard of this name. It can be regarded as the largest and oldest medical clinic in Xicheng District.

Nowadays, grilled pears are also launched. Is it a coincidence or...

Just as he was thinking about it, a man walked out of the medical clinic. He had a good figure, a short beard, and a shrewd look on his face.

She suddenly felt that it looked familiar. She looked at it carefully and saw that it was the middle-aged man who bought a tube two days ago and asked her a lot of questions.

At that time, she felt that the other party was a bit weird. Although it was cold, there was no need to wrap up like that. Since there were so many people around, she didn't think much about it.

original……

"Ha." She raised the corners of her lips and let out a sneer.

There are different ways to use medicinal materials, but in the end they all lead to the same goal. In most cases, it’s hard to say who copied whom.

But it’s really rare to see such blatant copying.

As for the big medical clinic, he was quite thick-skinned. He was obviously jealous of her ideas, and he also insulted her, a small street vendor from a foreign country. He was so weak that even if he competed viciously, he would not be able to make any waves.

This place is not far from her stall. Many people nearby have eaten Duan's roasted pears. When they saw another one popping up, they immediately started talking about it.

"Tell me, which one is better, the roasted pears from Four Seasons Bright Hall or the roasted pears from Duan Duan's?"

"I don't know, but I want to give it a try. The difference is a few cents. If you can save some, save it. Maybe the taste and effect will be similar..."

"Let me tell you, the one at Four Seasons Mingtang is definitely better. After all, it is a big medical clinic. The old doctor sits in the hall and prepares the medicine. It also uses the pears eaten by the nobles. How can it compare with just a small vendor?"

"Yeah yeah……"

"That makes sense."

Many people echoed this.

Some people even raised questions: "I have met the stall owner of Duan's Grilled Pear. She is just a young country girl with a hairless mouth. How could she come up with such a wonderful throat soothing recipe? Could it be... …”

The following words were not spoken, but many people's faces immediately showed realization and slight contempt, as if they had seen the truth, without thinking about who came first and who came last.

Duan Qingqiu returned to the stall without saying a word, and Xiaodong and Xiaoxia immediately asked.

She told her younger siblings in an understatement that there was a well-known medical clinic that was imitating the competition, and the store was in a good location, so it took away some of its popularity.

The two of them immediately became very angry and even wanted to start a quarrel.

"I'm going to ask them in person and see what they say!"

"That's right, isn't this bullying!" Xiaoxia became angry and couldn't help wiping the end of her eyes in grievance, "It took a lot of effort to get to where we are today, and I haven't even earned a few days of money before I got messed up. Why!”

Now that things have come to this, Duan Qingqiu has calmed down.

She picked out a few pieces of charcoal to lower the temperature in the tank to a minimum and keep it warm. At the same time, she put away the unpeeled pears, wrapped them and put them back in the bamboo basket.

"They sell theirs, we sell ours, there is no conflict."

Confidence can be inspiring, but reality is cruel.

By noon, only thirty-nine tubes of pears had been sold, seven or eight of which were for daily delivery.

And it seems that there is a high probability that no one will come again in the afternoon.

It's like saying that they actually sold more on the day they opened.

Seeing that his younger brothers and sisters were all languid and listless, Duan Qingqiu sighed and decided to go back early to give himself a holiday.

After packing up three times, five by two, and pushing towards the city gate, I inevitably passed by the noisy street intersection.

Since it was dinner time, the crowd dispersed quite a bit, but it was still very lively with people coming in and out.

She gently pushed her little brother, who was staring at the medical center with an unconvinced expression, and urged in a low voice: "Let's go, why are you dazed."

At this time, an angry scolding came: "You can't even produce eighteen coins, how dare you come in? I think you just want to steal! If you keep talking nonsense, I will report it to the official, so get out!"

The thin figure staggered out, his feet stumbled, and he fell to the ground.

She held something like a small bundle in her arms, hugging it very tightly. She knew she was about to hit the ground without using her hands to support it. Instead, she lay down directly on her back, arching her body in a protective posture.