Lady Lingquan lifts a thousand pounds

Jun Zailai's steward asked: "Brother, we are very sincere. We even came to talk to you personally. You have to give us the honor of Master Tongpan. We want all the fifty taels of silver from this stall." Yes. How about it?"

In fact, what they value is not the hot and sour noodles, but the important ingredient called vermicelli.

This is a new ingredient. As soon as they get it, the chefs in their store can research other dishes, and then make much more money than this stall.

Lin Ping'an had never seen fifty taels of silver before, and when he heard it, his heart felt as if he had been hit by silver coins.

But then he thought that their stall had been making about one tael of silver every day recently, half of which was left after deducting the cost. Fifty taels of silver had been earned in more than three months.

The fifty taels of silver are dead, but the money earned from the stall is alive and can be passed on to future generations for their lifetime use.

Lin Ping'an shook his head simply: "Brother, this stall is for children. I can't sell it. I'm sorry."

The steward was a little angry: "Don't be ignorant, a small stall giving you fifty taels is already a huge honor. Do you really think you can earn so much money by keeping it?"

Do these unscrupulous people really think they can make so much money by doing business?

Little things can make a difference in your business.

Lin Pingan heard the threat and was a little scared.

He is not afraid of suffering himself, he is afraid of his children being bullied.

At this time, Lin Xiangxiang, Lin Yiyue and Lin Erfeng came over and stood beside him together. Lin Xiangxiang even grabbed his hand.

"father!"

This voice gave Lin Ping'an strength. With the sky clear and the sun shining brightly, what else could an official do to them?

They are just a small stall, and they are the Tongpan adults. It is not worth messing with them.

Lin Ping'an still said he wouldn't sell it, and the man in charge took the people away angrily.

But before leaving, he put down his harsh words: "Then I wish you a prosperous business, brother."

These words scared Lin Pingan and became nervous again.

And as soon as the steward who was waiting for you to come back left, Mrs. Lin became majestic again.

"Second brother, if your stall is sold, the money will have to go to your eldest brother, you know? If you don't sell it, your third brother will come over tomorrow. This is the family's business. As a member of the family, you can't just care about yourself. You have to think about the future of the Lin family."

After saying that, he led Lin Tingjun away aggressively.

When Lin Tingjun left, he also said: "The hot and sour noodles made by my second uncle don't taste very good. No wonder the business is not so good. If my father comes to take a look, he will definitely make it better."

Mrs. Lin also said: "Your second uncle has never seen the world, how do you know what is delicious and what is not? Your father is more knowledgeable."

The two talked as they walked, and then walked away.

They spoke loudly, and Lin Ping'an heard all their words.

Lin Erfeng said angrily: "I'll go and argue with them."

While there is no reason to want their stall, at the same time, they also dislike the food their father makes is not delicious.

We are all brothers in the same family. The uncle is knowledgeable but the father is not. Is it because of partiality?

Lin Erfeng was very angry and felt that what Mrs. Lin said was totally unreasonable.

But Lin Yiyue stopped him: "Stop making trouble, there are still guests here."

He winked at Lin Ping'an, letting him see that the saddest person in this matter was their father.

There is still a layer between them and grandma. Dad is grandma's biological child, but there is such a big difference in treatment. Dad must be very sad now.

Although Lin Erfeng didn't expect this, seeing how sad Lin Ping'an was, he didn't say anything.

The guys have been busy for a while and are ready to close the stall. It will be too late if we don't go back.

Because Mrs. Lin was causing trouble today and Jun Zailai's steward came over, business was a bit slow, and there were still some vermicelli that were not sold out.

Lin Ping'an was a little frustrated looking at the remaining vermicelli. These had already been soaked and they had to be eaten the same day they were taken back and could not be kept.

Just when he was feeling sad, he saw a very familiar person coming over there.

That is Lin Guozi from the village. He is eight years old this year. His parents are gone, so he lives with his grandmother and sister. The family is having a very difficult time.

He was carrying a rope and holding a hatchet, and walked over with his head lowered and his face very pale.

Lin Ping'an looked at him doubtfully: "Guozi, what's wrong?"

The child stood by the stall and said nothing. It seemed that something was wrong.

Lin Guozi hesitated for a while, then closed her eyes and asked like a sinking boat: "Second uncle, can you give me some of that?"

He was referring to a wooden barrel, which contained the leftover food from the guests. Lin Ping'an poured them together, intending to take them back to Lu Lin.

Lu Lin's family has a better life and has a pig. Pigs eat everything. There is oil and water in it. It would be a waste to throw it away. It is better to give it to Lu Lin's pig.

Now that Guozi wanted to eat this, Lin Pingan was embarrassed to give it to him.

These meals are not dirty, but if you feed the pigs to this child, he really can't give them out.

There happened to be a lot of vermicelli left today, so Lin Ping'an said, "Guozi, please sit down. I'll heat it up for you before you eat it to avoid diarrhea."

Lin Guozi said no, just eat it like this.

But Lin Ping'an said no, it would cause diarrhea.

Lin Xiangxiang saw that he was embarrassed and came over to grab him and push him down on the bench.

"sit down."

She is small in stature, has soft hands, and her two buns make her soft and cute.

The children in the village said that their siblings were tough and unwilling to play with them. Apart from his own sister, no younger sister had ever been close to him.

Lin Guozi was immediately embarrassed and sat down without daring to move.

Lin Ping'an quickly made a bowl of hot and sour rice noodles without chili peppers, and also added pork stew, and brought it to him.

Lin Guozi took one look and felt something was wrong. She immediately stood up and tried to push the hot and sour noodles away.

This bowl is topped with thick pieces of meat, crispy vegetables, and even the soup smells of meat. It is definitely not the leftover rice in the bucket.

Lin Ping'an held him down: "Stop talking, eat quickly, and come back with us after eating. If you don't go back, your grandma and your sister will be worried."

Lin Guozi did come too late today and was worried about her family, so she didn't say much and started eating with red eyes.

Lin Pingan also made two more bowls and sent them to the owner of the yard behind, and collected other things.

Lin Guozi finished eating quickly, packed up her things, and helped put some things to be taken back on the cart.

Lin Ping'an asked him to get in the car too. The weight of several children was not heavy even if he was pulling him.

After they left, someone went to Guangyunxuan and then to Uncle He to tell them what happened today.

Uncle He muttered: "What happened? Go and check and see if that gentleman is the property of the Xie Tongpan family in Fucheng."

If it is true, then the manager of Xie Tongpan's family is really shameless for robbing other people's business in broad daylight.

How poor do you have to be to compete with ordinary people for their livelihood?