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“No way! Are you running a fever or something?” Li Dongliang reached out to feel Qian Jinfeng’s forehead.
Qian Jinfeng grabbed Li Dongliang’s hand, “Don’t believe me? I’ll take you to see for yourself!”
It wasn’t until they arrived at Ni Yang’s stall that Li Dongliang finally opened his eyes in surprise.
He even slapped himself twice to see if he was dreaming.
Then, Qian Jinfeng explained to Li Dongliang how much Ni Yang was making each day.
“What?” After hearing this, Li Dongliang was totally shocked, “She earns 9000 yuan a month? Are you kidding me? Does she tell you how much she makes daily?”
Seeing Li Dongliang’s disbelief, Qian Jinfeng made a calculation, “Pickled Fish Noodles cost 3 cents per bowl, she sells about seven hundred bowls a day. Sour Plum Soup costs 1 cent per cup, she sells about one thousand cups a day. You can do the math.”
Li Dongliang immediately began calculating with his fingers and indeed, the result was no different from what Qian Jinfeng had calculated.
At this moment, Li Dongliang was completely deflated.
Just like Qian Jinfeng, he was so envious he almost wanted to overturn Ni Yang’s stand!
Why did their big store make less money than half of what Ni Yang earned?
That was too bullying!
The couple looked downcast as if someone owed them millions.
They gave up on buying breakfast because the sourness in their stomachs was too much, they were already filled with sourness.
After returning to their shop, the couple didn’t even bother to do business and sighed to each other.
Around eleven o’clock in the morning, after all her noodles were sold, Ni Yang brought her tables and stools to Li Dongliang’s shop.
Ni Yang still greeted Li Dongliang and Qian Jinfeng warmly as usual.
Normally, Li Dongliang would ask smugly, “Yangyang, how was business today?”
But today, after witnessing Ni Yang’s business with his own eyes, did Li Dongliang still have the mood to poke fun at Ni Yang?
Moreover, every time he saw Ni Yang’s face, he would think about how much money she was making, and his heart would constrict with indigestion.
It’s so uncomfortable!
Envy is a green-eyed monster!
Ni Yang didn’t think too much, she just arranged her tables and stools by herself.
Just then, Li Wei came down the stairs with his textbooks. When he saw Ni Yang there, he took his books to ask Ni Yang for help.
“Ni Yang, could you help me with this English question?”
Ni Yang glanced back, “Sure.”
An English question that seemed difficult to Li Wei was solved by Ni Yang in less than a minute.
As it happened often, Li Wei was not surprised but calmly thanked her.
Anyway, as long as Ni Yang was just a self-employed worker, she would never be as good as him, so there was nothing to be jealous of.
Ni Yang smiled and said, “You’re welcome.”
In the room, Qian Jinfeng nudge Li Dongliang with her elbow, gesturing for him to look out the window.
“Old Li, look, that girl Ni Yang is intentionally talking to our Xiaowei again.”
Li Dongliang’s envious heart finally found some balance, he snorted, “So what if she can make money? Without an education, she’ll always be a lower-class person! Our Xiaowei would never settle for her!”
No matter how capable Ni Yang was, she still wanted to marry their son!
Their family really looked down on Ni Yang.
Their son Li Wei was their Golden Phoenix!
What did Ni Yang count for?
She wouldn’t even qualify as a sparrow.
Qian Jinfeng nodded, “Yeah, you’re right, Old Li. I have to talk to Xiaowei properly and make sure he doesn’t get bewitched by this fox.”
Ni Yang went to the Agricultural Bank again today and deposited 7500 yuan.
Together with the previous 19000, it all added up to 26500 yuan.
That was more than enough to buy a shop.
However, Ni Yang planned to keep selling noodles until the end of the month before buying the shop, because there would be renovation costs, hiring workers, and many other expenses.
Now that she persisted until the present and could buy a shop, Ni Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In the evening, Ni Yang made another table full of delicious food.
That night, Qian Jinfeng couldn’t sleep. She kept tossing and turning.
Why can Ni Yang make so much money in a day?
Similarly, Li Dongliang next to her couldn’t sleep either.
Qian Jinfeng poked Li Dongliang, “Let me ask you. You lend the shop downstairs to Ni Yang for storing her tables and stools. How much do you charge her per month?”
“One yuan.” Li Dongliang answered.
“One yuan?” Qian Jinfeng exploded, “She makes so much money selling noodles every day, and you only charge her one yuan?”