Farmer's eldest sister becomes rich

An Yue smiled and asked the man, "Brother, can you buy some home to try?"

Seeing this, the man felt it would be unreasonable not to buy it, so he pointed at the wild boar meat and said, "Okay, okay, I'm very happy. Weigh a pound for me!"

Uncle Jiang Chenghai was still staring at An Yue stupidly, completely forgetting that he was selling pork. It was only when his grandfather nudged him with his elbow that he reacted.

An Yue said again: "Everyone, look here. Opportunities don't come every day. When the time comes, take action!"

"We say it's wonderful, but it's not wonderful! Come and see for yourself."

A group of people behind heard this and said, "Boss, weigh a fish for me."

Then another young lady said, "Weigh me a pound of wild vegetables, too."

"With willow-shaped eyebrows and cherry lips, the sister who buys groceries is beautiful."

Grandfather and uncle were really busy at the moment. An Yue was shouting and helping to pass the fish and wild vegetables, putting them in order for grandfather to weigh them one by one.

After the grandfather finished weighing, An Yue handed the wild vegetables to the young lady and said, "Here is your pound of wild vegetables."

The young lady blushed a little at An Yue's praise, lowered her head and whispered: "Thank you!"

After the young lady took it, An Yue picked up a few wild garlics from the stall and continued, "I'll give you a few more for free. This wild garlic is mixed with blanched wild vegetables, it's fresh and tender and delicious with rice! Come, sister, take it."

The young lady hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you, young boss."

Living in this era, ordinary people don’t have much interesting entertainment on a daily basis. It’s very rare to meet someone whose hawking is more interesting than storytelling.

An Yue looked carefully and found that quite a lot of pork had been sold, but the pickled fish and wild vegetables had not been sold much. An Yue continued to shout, "Pickled fish for sale! Come and have a look. Take a look. This is a secret recipe of premium pickled fish."

A man in his fifties, wearing a black robe and with a tuft of black beard, walked towards An Yue and asked loudly, "Little girl, how much is this pickled fish per pound?"

An Yue saw that the man's temperament and dress did not look like an ordinary person, so it seemed that a big fish had been hooked.

"This pickled fish is made with my own secret recipe. It's delicious and not expensive. It's only fifteen cents a pound."

When the man heard about the secret recipe, his eyes instantly brightened. "Oh...? Secret recipe?"

"Then weigh one for me quickly so I can take it home and cook it to try."

"It's easy if you want to try it. I have samples here. You'll know how it tastes once you try it."

At this time, several vendors who were setting up stalls next to them also came over. An Yue took out the food box and served the braised fish she had prepared in advance.

The vendors shook their heads and sighed, "This little girl is really smart. She has come up with so many different ways of shouting. I didn't expect that she has prepared so many things."

The man rolled up his sleeves, gently picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised fish and put it into his mouth. His expression was surprised for a moment, and then turned into surprise.

He asked An Yue excitedly: "May I ask how this fish is so fresh and tasty? Even though it is so cold, it doesn't smell fishy at all."

"Hehe... this is my unique secret recipe!"

The man smiled in realization and said in a gentle voice, "Oh... I understand! I understand!"

"Little girl, although you are young, you are very thoughtful in what you do and say. I wonder if you can sell me this recipe?"

At this point, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren looked at each other in disbelief.

"My restaurant is the Wanfulou in front. Would you three like to follow me to the restaurant to discuss in detail?"

An Yue looked at the various things on the stall that had not yet been sold out.

He said, "Look, we haven't sold out yet. If you go now, I'm afraid we won't be able to sell out all these things after the people at the market leave! How about..."

Before An Yue finished speaking, the man interrupted her and said, "That's easy! Easy! I see there aren't many things left on your stall. I want them all. How do you think?"

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren looked at each other again, their expressions changing from surprise to astonishment.

An Yue realized that she had lost her manners, and quickly adjusted her expression, saying, "No, that's not what I meant. I meant..."

The man interrupted again and said, "With your intelligence, you must have already guessed my general identity, right? I am the owner of the restaurant. The ingredients used in the restaurant every day are far more than just these."

An Yue quickly lifted her jaw, pursed her lips, and agreed readily: "Well... then... OK, we'll close the stall now and go with you."

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren packed up their things quickly. An Yue couldn't help but sigh in her heart, they are indeed businessmen, their business acumen is indeed several steps ahead of others.

After they finished packing quickly, the man walked in front to lead the way, and the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren followed behind.

From a distance, I saw a two-story attic. When I got closer and looked up, I saw three large gold-plated characters "Wanfulou" above the door. The attic was decorated with auspicious cloud patterns and carved out of wood. The whole attic looked unique.

It was lunch time at this time, and as soon as one entered the attic, it was extremely lively. The ground floor was where ordinary people ate, and the upper floors were for high-end VIPs to eat and stay.

The man took the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren to the reception hall, where antique teapots, teacups, writing brushes, inkstones, calligraphy and paintings were placed.

After entering the house, the man made a "please" gesture to the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, and they sat down one by one.

"My surname is Wang, my given name is Jianlin, and I am the shopkeeper of this restaurant. You can just call me Shopkeeper Wang."

"Manager Wang, my surname is An, my given name is Yue, and this is my grandfather Jiang Wuwen and my uncle Jiang Chenghai."

"It was inconvenient to talk in the market just now, so I invited you three to come here to discuss. The fish that the young lady cooked is really delicious."

An Yue nodded and saluted, saying, "Manager Wang, you are too kind."

"I wonder how much you're going to sell this fish recipe for?"

An Yue was thinking to herself that such a big restaurant must have plenty of money, but she really didn't know how much money would be appropriate.

An Yue said openly, "Manager Wang, I am still young and need to discuss this with the two elders. I hope Manager Wang will forgive me."

"As you should! As you should!" After saying that, the shopkeeper walked out of the reception hall.

"Grandfather, how much silver is appropriate for this secret recipe for cooking fish?"

As soon as my uncle entered the restaurant, he kept looking around. Although my grandfather was a man who had seen the world, he seemed a little uncomfortable suddenly coming to this high-end restaurant.

"My grandfather may not know about this kind of thing!"

An Yue stretched out a hand, showed four fingers, and said, "How about this number?"

Grandfather said carefully, "Yueyue, it's up to you. You can make the decision!"

With her grandfather and uncle by her side, she felt at peace even if they did nothing.