The vendor was in his 20s, a little dark and thin. When he looked up and saw Hua Zhao, he was startled. He had never seen such a beautiful...pregnant woman. Then he looked at the children around her. He liked this kind of customer.

"2 cents for a cup." The vendor directly filled a cup of melon seeds, quickly pulled out a folded triangular newspaper and wrapped it.

No matter how quick Hua Zhao is, he can see clearly that this cup is only one tael at most and sells for 2.5 cents.

Zhang Guilan was already grinning at the side.

The hawker thought that this foreign woman was worried about money, but he never expected that Zhang Guilan was happy.

Zhang Guilan and her children are now dressed quite normally, not fashionable or shabby, just like ordinary city people.

But the sharp-eyed hawker could still tell at a glance that she and the children were from outside the country, with a lack of confidence on their faces.

Hua Zhao didn't let the hawker pack it in newspapers. She couldn't let go of the children's hands. She asked the hawker to put the melon seeds directly in the children's pockets, so that she could hold them and not delay them from eating the melon seeds.

"Is it delicious?" Hua Zhao asked Daqin and Xiaoqin.

Daqin glanced at the vendor but said nothing, looking embarrassed.

But Hua Zhao is different. These are outsiders who come to seek refuge with relatives in the capital, and their relatives take them out to see the world, right?

"Six cups," Hua Zhao said.

The hawker is happy, look, the locals in Beijing are so generous~

Hua Zhao conscientiously said that these melon seeds had a normal texture and fragrance. They found it unpalatable because their mouths had been tricked.

Saying goodbye to the vendors, Hua Zhao continued to shuttle among the crowds with the children.

But the hawker's eyes kept following her. Whose girl is she? After he met her, they already had children... Bah, it was not his fault that they met her too early, and she was thinking of something good.

Xiaoqin said directly: "It tastes terrible."

The vendor grinned but didn't say anything. Maybe he got some bad ones? There's no guarantee that none of them will go bad.

Daqin took out a kernel and put it in Hua Zhao's mouth.

If you can buy something without a ticket, what are you waiting for if you don’t buy it quickly?

Hua Zhao bought some of everything, and finally everyone stood in the open air and watched a movie before going home.

When she got home, Zhang Guilan could not suppress a smile on her face.

Then he saw Hua Zhao meet a hawker and wanted to buy a cup of melon seeds. This time he bought less. Instead of buying 6 cups, he just bought one cup. Everyone bought one cup.

The vendor chuckled. It seemed that he had asked about him. Did he know that his fried melon seeds were the most delicious?

Hua Zhao walked around the square and met about 10 people selling melon seeds, as well as cigarettes, candy, and even soda. Although it was a cold day, there were many people buying.

She even saw one with a red armband, who seemed to be a security guard going to buy melon seeds from a vendor!

At that time, she was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat, and then she saw that the vendor took the money normally, but gave him an extra drink, and then left happily.

The red armband also left happily.

The price of melon seeds in the square is very uniform, they are all 2 cents and 50 cents. The taste varies, but it is not bad, and it is far worse than theirs.

The key is that no one cares!

The vendors were walking freely among the crowd. Although they didn't shout loudly, and the buyers didn't shout loudly either, no one was paying attention.

"But it will be different if you sell it for 50 cents. The conflict will not be so big. There is still a market for 25 cents, and other vendors will not join forces to squeeze you out." Hua Zhao said: "We are not trying to dominate the entire market.

Sell ​​less every day and sell slowly.”

Zhang Guilan seemed to understand and nodded in confusion: "That's right, then sell it for 50 cents."

1 tael is 5 cents, 1 catty is 5 yuan, 1,000 catties is 5,000... She is not in a hurry to sell for 2,500, sell slowly, as long as she can sell it!

"This capital city is really nice." Zhang Guilan sighed.

After saying that, he added: "Otherwise, we can just sell it for 25 cents."

"No." Hua Zhao said resolutely: "Then you are ruining their business. If you sell it for 25 cents, others will definitely not buy theirs. Even if they do, you will lose it, and others will not be willing.

It made him curious. Why don't you try it for a while and then go to work?

As he walked to the door of his house, he smelled a strong fragrance. The smell was so tempting. It seemed like it was coming from his home?

Ye Ming opened the door and found that his mother-in-law, three brothers-in-law, one sister-in-law, and several other members of the family were having dinner. It was rare that so many of them didn't make any noise, and he didn't even hear it outside the door.

...

Ye Ming rode home with medicinal wine and planned to put the wine at home before going back to work.

Hua Zhao didn't say anything when she gave him the wine, she just told him to let him experience it slowly. His mother gave him a lot of advice, telling him how to be careful and how to mix the water, so as not to let him waste a drop.

The expressions of the three brothers-in-law were different. Some were flattering, some were disdainful, and some were reluctant to please.

"Brother-in-law, I'm here! Didn't you see me?" A girl in the corner said with a grin.

The man next to her just lowered his head and ate without even looking at Ye Ming.

You need to know the sound insulation of this building... What is sound insulation?

"Mom and Dad, you are all here." Ye Ming entered the room and smiled at everyone.

Wenping and his wife both raised their heads and smiled at him.

This braised pork is so fragrant, he has never tasted such delicious meat!

Ye Ming also saw the reason why these people kept their heads down and ate without talking. There were several plates of braised pork and a pot of stewed cabbage with big bones. The bones looked like leg bones.

Wen Jing came out of the kitchen, carrying a pot of bone soup.

Ye Ming smiled at her: "Wen Ruo and Li Tong are here too."

The woman used her elbow to nudge the man next to her who was eating fiercely.

The man raised his head while eating, called out "brother-in-law" vaguely, and then continued to eat with his head down.

"Ah..." Wen Jing lowered her head, quickly put the soup basin on the table, and whispered: "My parents came home for dinner. I saw that there was nothing else in the refrigerator, so I just made this piece of meat."

She sounded very guilty, as if she had made a huge mistake.

This made the Wen family very unhappy.

When she saw Ye Ming, her hands shook and she almost spilled the soup.

Ye Ming looked at her, feeling so guilty...

"Meat sent by Hua Zhao?" he asked with a smile.

The Wen family immediately pointed their finger at Wen Jing, neither spitting out the meat in her mouth nor swallowing it.

Mrs. Wen still had no meat in her mouth, so she opened her mouth and scolded: "You damn girl! You want to kill us! These are your parents, your brothers, your sisters, your nephews!"

Having worms in your stomach is very painful, disgusting, and even fatal. Who can eat acne-prone meat unless you are too poor to survive?

Mrs. Wen's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Ye Ming: "What? My mother-in-law's family is here, and I can't afford a piece of meat from your family?"

Ye Ming smiled so calmly, even a little flattering: "Where? This meat is a gift from my brothers and sisters in the countryside. It is a pig raised by my own family. Xiao Jing is afraid of acne and won't let it be eaten. I just want to give it away one day.

, who knew Xiaojing would actually do it for you. I'm sorry, parents."

Wen Jing's eyes widened and she was stunned.

Their Wen family is not so poor that they have to eat poultry meat!

"You damn girl!" Mrs. Wen became angrier as she spoke. She stood up and slapped Wen Jing.

Ye Ming hurriedly stopped him and slapped him.

Others also reacted and patted their children desperately to make them spit out the meat. Their mouths were not idle, and they were all blaming Wen Jing.

Wen Jing just looked at Ye Ming and cried silently.


Chapter completed!