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Sun Chunxiang was deliberately flaunting in front of Ni Yang.
Isn’t it just a bowl of pickled fish noodles?
Ni Yang is just a lowly wench!
Previously, not only did she steal their business, she even caused her daughter to get arrested!
It didn’t matter that Zhu Yonghong was taken in, what mattered was it affected her son who was in college.
Now, her son has been forced to suspend school and is under investigation at home.
She had no idea when her son could return to campus.
Their family had been farmers for three generations, never producing anyone successful. They finally had a golden phoenix, only to be ruined by Ni Yang, that wench!
If it weren’t for Ni Yang, would such a disaster have happened?
For a moment, Sun Chunxiang wished she could bite Ni Yang to death.
However, she has now taken her revenge–successfully taking away all of Ni Yang’s customers—it was obvious that Ni Yang hadn’t sold a single bowl of noodles this morning.
Ni Yang can still smile now.
But she’s probably going to cry tomorrow morning!
Cheap hussy, serves you right!
Thinking about it, Sun Chunxiang became even more self-satisfied.
Ni Yang appeared unaffected, ignoring Sun Chunxiang.
It wasn’t pride, but rather that the taste of Sun Chunxiang’s pickled fish stank. Even if sold cheaply, it wouldn’t keep many customers, except for a few bargain hunters.
Those who truly care about taste won’t be returning customers.
After all, whether it’s the pickling of the fish, the chilli, or even the sour vegetable in Ni Yang’s pickled fish noodles, there’s a secret recipe involved.
Sun Chunxiang was simply running out of tricks.
Why should she lower herself to the same level as such people?
As it turns out, she should really be thanking Sun Chunxiang.
After all, only the inferior can highlight the superior.
Isn’t there an old saying?
Often imitated, never surpassed!
Ni Yang arrived at the vegetable market, bought some vegetables, meat, fruits, and about a dozen fish, tied them all on the bike, and just as she was about to ride back, she saw some trendy young men and women, each holding a can of Jianlibao energy drink.
Jianlibao is a kind of soft drink unique to this era.
Ni Yang thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea.
At this time, a bottle of Jianlibao was quite expensive and most families couldn’t afford it. However, an iced Jianlibao did have a great effect on beating the heat.
Now, it was summer. Many customers would be sweating and wanting to quench their thirst after eating halfway through a bowl of pickled fish noodles.
Customers who spend thirty cents for a bowl of noodles certainly won’t spend over one yuan for Jianlibao or DaBaiShi fruit flavored carbonated drinks to quench their thirst.
So, she could use other beverages instead of a carbonated drink.
As long as it tastes good, sells at a cheap price, and matches well with pickled vegetable noodles, it will surely sell well.
Ni Yang’s eyes narrowed, a glint of light sparkling beneath them as she immediately turned her bike around and headed the other way.
On the way, she passed Li Dongliang’s shop.
Li Wei was away at school.
The people in the shop today were Li Dongliang and his wife, Qian Jinfeng.
The couple was chatting about something at the shop’s entrance.
Seeing Ni Yang riding over, Li Dongliang greeted her with a smile, “Yangyang, how come you’re back again?”.
He noticed some fresh grass carp hanging on the back of Ni Yang’s bike. Could it be that this girl’s business was really that good?
That doesn’t seem right.
A young girl like her, how can she possibly cook something delicious?
Moreover, it’s fish, something everyone dislikes.
Perhaps she was just making it seem like her business was good to avoid being made fun of.
What’s the purpose of her doing this?
Li Dongliang narrowed his eyes as his gaze swept over Ni Yang’s face.
Although Ni Yang was illiterate and quite plainly dressed, there was no denying that her face was truly striking. He had seen many people while doing business every day, but he had never seen anyone as beautiful as Ni Yang.
Li Dongliang suddenly thought of his son, Li Wei.
His son was quite good-looking, and not only was he a high school student, he would be a college student in the future, his future was limitless.
Li Dongliang realized it all of a sudden, Ni Yang’s ambitions were indeed high, daring to set her sights on his son.
Thinking about it, when Li Dongliang looked at Ni Yang there was caution in his eyes.
His son was so accomplished, he did not have to worry about finding a good wife in the future.
Moreover, it’s said that marriages should be matched in social and economic status. Someone like Ni Yang, trying to marry up, was not suitable for his son at all..