Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

"I think the ruins in your space should be the site of Nanyang City."

"Maybe. Let's ignore it for now. There's no point in thinking about it anyway."

"I'll go borrow some tools."

Ma Long went out to the village to borrow tools, and Qiqi took out the furniture in the space.

When Ma Long came back with the borrowed tools, the main room was already filled with old furniture.

"You repair it. I'll take the kids to the market to see if there's any good business I can do."

"You don't need to take the child with you. Leave the child at home. I can fix the furniture and it won't interfere with taking care of the child."

"Well, that's fine too."

Qiqi changed her clothes, went to the yard, gave her two children some instructions, then left the house and went to the market.

Although the market in the capital is a village in the city, it is more lively than the county seat of Qingshui County.

Qiqi started from scratch, first opening hardware and furniture stores, then clothing stores, and then the vegetable market.

Qiqi’s favorite place to go is the vegetable market.

"The latest daily newspaper, buy a newspaper and read it!"

"Stinky tofu and fermented tofu, come and sell them."

"The donkey rolled over, homemade Aiwowo."

"A big bowl of Yuanxiao, the texture is chewy and tender."

March 3rd is the beginning of spring. All the calls carry the flavor of spring, as if they want to wake up the diners from a winter of overeating.

Qiqi walked amid such shouts, feeling full of energy.

Since the reform and opening up, these snacks and drinks have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

It is called a vegetable market, but in fact it is a distribution center for all food.

After all, it is the capital city, and its pace of development is faster than that of the county towns below. These small private vendors seem to have increased overnight.

After walking around for a while, Qiqi decided to sell food first.

Small capital, big profits, money comes quickly.

"Auntie, how much are these chives?"

Qiqi squatted in front of an old lady who seemed to be from a rural suburb. She stretched out her skinny and dirt-covered hands.

"I grow them at home. They are first-grade chives. They are not expensive. Only 1 cent per pound."

One cent per pound, it is still more expensive than Qingshui County.

"What about this carrot?"

Qiqi saw a sack of radishes next to the old lady's fresh leeks. The radishes looked like they had just been dug out of the cellar, and because they had survived the winter, yellow-green buds were sprouting from their heads.

"Don't glare at me, young lady. These radishes have been through the winter and are not as juicy as they were in the fall. They have some chaff, but they are okay for stewing vegetables. They are not expensive, only two cents a pound."

The radishes are weighed on the scale, and at two cents a pound they are not cheap.

Qiqi thought about it carefully. She wanted to sell buns, so she wouldn't need much stuffing.

I didn't bargain and just weighed a handful of leeks and two radishes.

Walking further, I bought a small bundle of fine flour, ten eggs and a large cabbage.

After leaving the vegetable market, he bought a basket, a meter of white coarse cloth, a big pot and a big grate.

Qiqi threw all these things into the space when no one was paying attention.

Don't carry anything and feel light.

Qiqi simply went back to the vegetable market. She wanted to see if there were any smaller storefronts in the market. If there was a suitable one, she would rent one and sell noodles and beef soup.

The reform and opening up had just begun, and these snacks were not as ubiquitous as they are now.

Qiqi walked around the entire market and found that there was no dough for sale there.

She might as well open a noodle shop.

"Uncle, give me half a roast duck."

Qiqi looked around the small shops in the market, where classic snacks from the old capital, such as pea yellow, roast duck, soy milk, and oil tea, were sold.

But most of them don’t rent storefronts, and merchants pull carts and carry loads to sell their goods. Even if they rent storefronts, the storefronts are very small.

This was the only shop selling roast duck, and it had a big front door. She walked over, ordered half a roast duck, and started chatting with the owner.