Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Chapter 139: Prepare to fight, all men go to the county town!

"Grandma, our snack stand sold eleven taels." Qiao Zhizhi announced the good news.

Old Mrs. Qiao estimated that there would be no less than seven or eight taels in the two bamboo baskets.

When I heard there were eleven taels, I was still shocked: "What kind of food can you sell that much?"

"Yeah, what exactly did you sell? I can reveal it to everyone today." Dayong said impatiently.

Qiao Yunni and Qiao Zhizhi brought down the food. They put fried potatoes and peanuts in one bowl, and roasted sweet potatoes, roasted potatoes, and boiled corn in another bowl.

"These are what we sell, everyone try them."

"What is this? I've never seen it before." Qiao Xier said in surprise, picking up a roasted sweet potato.

She took a bite. The surface of the sweet potato was a little burnt, with a layer of honey oil solidified on it, but the inside was soft and sandy, and it was especially delicious.

"Mmm, it's delicious."

"Mine is delicious too, glutinous and fragrant." Dacheng gnawed on a corn cob and nodded as he ate.

"This one is crispy and fragrant, just like beans." Qiao Laosan was picking up peanuts with chopsticks.

"And this one comes in chunks, a little spicy, crispy on the outside and sandy on the inside, so fragrant."

The Qiao family ate the food and praised it highly.

Da Meng and Xiao Meng also introduced them to their family: "This is called corn, this is called peanuts, and this is called sweet potato——"

"Jian'er, these things are so delicious. I have never seen them before. Where did you get them?" Feng asked.

"These are imported goods from abroad. We don't have them locally." Qiao Jianer said, "We're the only ones who sell these."

So, it doesn’t matter if she raises the price a little bit, because things are valuable because they are rare.

"I'm going to get rich again." Old Mrs. Qiao muttered to herself. If she could sell so much in a day, then in a month -

I feel a little unsteady when I walk, but the big house of the Qiao family has been built.

Old Man Qiao also said, "Escorting and setting up stalls, these are all hard-earned money."

Old Mrs. Qiao couldn't help but hug Qiao Jian'er again and pecked her on the face a few times: "Jian'er is good, Jian'er is smart, Jian'er is a big blessing to our family."

In less than a month, Jianer came up with many ways to make money, making this family completely different.

Qiao Lian'er touched her wet face, wanting to cry but having no tears.

She said, "Tomorrow all the men in the family will be going to the county town. You, aunt, will do the river work."

"Why, Jian'er? Their men have rough hands and feet, and they run the stalls and take care of the customers. They are not as delicate as us women." Feng was puzzled.

Qiao Jianer: "Because there's going to be a fight."

Everyone looked at each other.

"Some stall owners saw that our business was good, so they came to us when we were closing our stalls to make things difficult for us, forcing us to not sell so many things and either tell them where the goods were coming from or give them a share of the money we earned from the sales."

As Qiao Jianer spoke, he saw the Qiao family members clenching their fists.

The men's bulging muscles bulged out from under their clothes.

"I told them I would give them an explanation. For us in the Qiao family, the solution is fists."

"Well said. I can't think of any other way to deal with these people except using my fists." Qiao Laoer shook his fists, wishing he could rush to the county town right now and beat up those ungrateful stall owners.

Qiao Lao San: "All the men of the Qiao family are going to fight. Let's see if those people dare to be arrogant again. They want to cheat when they can't win business with others. If we don't give them a good result, they won't learn their lesson."

Qiao Jianer counted and found that there were seven men, including his eldest uncle, second uncle, third uncle, and four cousins.

In this matter, not only the Qiao family needs to be deterred, but the Municipal Supervision Bureau also needs to play a role to truly put an end to those people's thoughts of causing trouble.

A villager passed by the door and saw the Qiao family eating next to the carriage. It seemed that they had never seen what they were eating before, so they couldn't help but look at them.

Old Mrs. Qiao quickly ate the corn cob in her hand clean and threw it into the big trash can.

Qiao Dayong also picked up the last piece of potato and put it in his mouth.

"The food is on the table, let's eat."

The Qiao family closed the courtyard gate and went into the kitchen.

They have not forgotten the last incident with mushrooms. They go to the mountains to look for mushrooms every day. Now that the villagers know about it, they have no choice but to tell them. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the Qiao family to stay in this village.

Now that they have other ways out, they must hide them well, especially at the beginning when those stall owners will make things difficult for them and they haven't really settled down yet.

A big rooster was slaughtered at home. This rooster was brought back from the Song family last time. Two large bowls were filled with it and placed on both sides of the table. There was also bracken fried with bacon, which was also brought from the Song family. It was smoked until shiny and fragrant, and fried until it was about 60% dry. It was delicious with rice. The pickled sauerkraut from the Song family was also used to stir-fry a dish of twice-cooked pork.

Among all kinds of fragrance, the most fragrant one is free.

Old Mrs. Qiao said, "The work on the river and diversion channel will be finished in two or three days, and the wheat is ripe. I went to the fields today and saw some insects again. I still need to spray them again. I'll go back home after the work in the village is finished. The rice in the paddy fields should be sprayed twice more."

After dinner, Qiao Jianer exchanged for a large bottle of pesticide and put it in a porcelain bottle.

"Grandma, if you have time, go spray pesticides on the wheat and rice. Use this amount of pesticide and this amount of water." Qiao Jianer demonstrated to Grandma Qiao.

She knew that Old Mrs. Qiao had just asked her for medicine.

"Okay, I've got it all. You guys go to the county town to sell snacks. There are still eight people left at home. Six of you can go to the river, and two of you can work in the fields and around the house. We can still handle it."

Old Lady Qiao continued, "That's Jian'er. Being out in the world is different from being in the village. You have to be cautious and prudent. You can't be weak or forceful when encountering problems. You handled it very well today. You retreated to advance and waited for the right time to teach those people a lesson. But if we really can't afford to offend them, it doesn't matter if we don't make the money. It's best to stay safe."

"Grandma, I know that I am not just myself. The entire Qiao family is on my shoulders. I will be responsible for everyone." Qiao Jianer said.

Old Mrs. Qiao held her granddaughter in her arms and stroked her head.

"Thank you for your hard work, Kama."

Early the next morning, a horse-drawn carriage carrying the seven men of the Qiao family, who were setting up stalls, drove to the county town.

The men were a little surprised to see how well Qiao Jianer drove the carriage.

However, when I think about it being a sickle, there is nothing strange about it, because a sickle can do everything.

Those stall owners were all from the county town or the suburbs of the county town. They had arrived a long time ago. When the Qiao family's carriage arrived, they all looked over, their eyes looking as if they were looking at prey.

And the stall owners all tacitly brought one or two family members with them.