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Chapter 14
Fan Fuying reluctantly took out a dime from his pocket and said, “I’ll buy the three-cent one.”
“good.”
Feng Lingling took the money from Fan Fuying and Guo Xia and went to Yan Xi’s stall.
It was not until everyone around the stall had finished buying that Feng Lingling smiled and greeted Yan Xi: “Sister Yan, business is really good!”
Yan Xi didn’t have a very bad impression of Feng Lingling, because Feng Lingling once invited the original owner to her house to eat and drink for free.
“Not bad.” Yan Xi also said with a smile.
“How much is this thing?” Feng Lingling asked.
“Ninety cents a pound.”
“I want the thirty-cent one.”
“good.”
Yan Xi quickly weighed out three cents worth of spicy strips for Feng Lingling.
The spicy strips were weighed and there wasn’t much at three cents, so Yan Xi didn’t give any to Feng Lingling.
Feng Lingling took the spicy strips, said hello to Yan Xi, and left.
Only when they saw Feng Lingling coming did Fan Fuying and Guo Xia come out from behind the crowd.
“Is that all?” Fan Fuying frowned when he saw the small oil-paper bag in Feng Lingling’s hand.
“Ninety cents a pound, and thirty cents a few ounces. Of course it’s less.” Feng Lingling said.
Fan Fuying snorted, “You asked her to come to your house for a meal before, and she didn’t even say she would give you more.”
“I just let her have a meal with me once, and she returned the dumplings to me.” Feng Lingling was quite open-minded about it.
No one’s money falls from the sky. Since the favor has been repaid, there is no reason for Yan Xi to give it away for free.
Although Yan Xi can be quite annoying sometimes, Feng Lingling feels that Fan Fuying is sometimes no different from Yan Xi.
Several people shared the spicy strips.
“Can this thing be delicious?” Fan Fuying stuffed the spicy strips into his mouth with great doubt.
Then, her expression was as surprised and unbelievable as Feng Lingling and Guo Xia’s.
“It’s delicious, no wonder so many people buy it.” Feng Lingling said while chewing.
“How did you come up with this flavor? It looks so-so, but it tastes quite addictive.” Guo Xia also said.
Fan Fuying said nothing. She thought the food was delicious but she was unwilling to accept it and was very jealous.
There weren’t many spicy strips at three cents a piece, so they were quickly eaten by the three of them.
The three of them smacked their lips but said nothing.
“Let’s go buy some groceries.” Fan Fuying turned around and was about to leave.
Guo Xia suddenly said, “Sister Fan, Sister Feng, why don’t we buy some more food?”
“Why, do you want to do business for her so much?” Fan Fuying glared at Guo Xia unhappily.
Guo Xia said embarrassedly: “I don’t want to do business for her, I just think it’s delicious and I want to eat it.”
“Hmph, if you want to eat it, go buy it yourself. I won’t eat it.” Fan Fuying said and walked forward.
Guo Xia looked at Fan Fuying’s back, exchanged a glance with Feng Lingling, and had no choice but to follow Fan Fuying.
The three of them went shopping for groceries together.
Just after buying the meat, Fan Fuying suddenly said awkwardly: “Sister Feng, go buy some spicy noodles for three cents.”
Guo Xia looked at Fan Fuying with surprise.
Fan Fuying stuck her neck out and explained in a pretentious manner: “I don’t think her spicy strips are delicious. On the contrary, I don’t think they are delicious at all! I’m just curious about how Yan Xi made them!”
“Yes, yes, I’m curious too. How is that thing made? I also think it doesn’t taste good. It’s okay when you first eat it, but it’s not delicious at all after you finish eating it.” Guo Xia quickly agreed.
Fan Fuying nodded in approval.
So, Feng Lingling took the ten cents given to her by Fan Fuying and Guo Xia respectively and came to Yan Xi’s stall again.
This time, Feng Lingling felt a little guilty and embarrassed: “Sister Yan, give me another three cents.”
Although Yan Xi felt a little strange as to why Feng Lingling came back to buy something again after just buying something, she did not ask any more questions and readily weighed out another three cents for Feng Lingling.
Feng Lingling brought the spicy strips back to Fan Fuying and Guo Xia, and the three of them started eating them together.
As Fan Fuying ate, he kept wondering in his heart, how was this made? Why was it so delicious and so addictive?
In fact, when Guo Xia first suggested buying some more food, Fan Fuying had the same idea.
This thing is like magic. As soon as you finish eating it, you want to keep eating it and can’t stop.
However, Fan Fuying didn’t want to do business for Yan Xi anymore, so he didn’t agree to Guo Xia’s proposal.
However, she could not forget the taste. Even when she was buying groceries, her taste buds kept recalling it. So she found an excuse and asked Feng Lingling to buy it again.
At this moment, the three-cent spicy strips were quickly eaten up by them, and all three of them looked unsatisfied.
“Can you tell what it’s made of?” Fan Fuying asked Guo Xia.
Guo Xia was about to say “It’s made of rice”, but she suddenly realized something and changed her words: “I couldn’t taste it.”
“I couldn’t taste it either.” Feng Lingling replied quickly, suddenly having an idea.
“Mrs. Feng, go buy some more spicy strips for 30 cents.” Fan Fuying said in a tone that she herself hadn’t tasted it either.
“Don’t buy it in small amounts. Let’s buy more at once, or else Mrs. Guo will go to buy it, and I will feel embarrassed to go.” Feng Lingling said.
“What’s there to be embarrassed about? You’re not asking her to give it away for free!” Guo Xia said anxiously.
“Then Mrs. Guo, you go buy it.” Feng Lingling said.
Guo Xia didn’t want to do business with Yan Xi in person.
Although she now spent money to eat Yan Xi’s spicy strips, which could be considered as doing business for Yan Xi, it was Feng Lingling who went out to buy them. To be precise, it was Feng Lingling who did business for Yan Xi, not her!
Fan Fuying and Guo Xia had the same idea, and Feng Lingling knew what they were thinking, which was why she kept asking her to buy it.
However, she only bought such a small amount each time and had to make two trips. She felt embarrassed to go.
Seeing Guo Xia and Feng Lingling in a stalemate, Fan Fuying said in a tone that took charge of the situation: “Each of us will pay 50 cents to buy the last chance.”
Feng Lingling and Guo Xia both nodded happily.
Feng Lingling appeared in front of Yan Xi’s stall again, and this time Yan Xi was really stunned.
“Sister Yan, give me one dollar and fifty cents worth of spicy noodles.” Feng Lingling said somewhat embarrassedly.
Yan Xi blinked.
Where did the spicy strips that Feng Lingling bought for 60 cents go? It couldn’t have been eaten by Feng Lingling alone. Feng Lingling didn’t seem like the type of person who would eat alone!
Yan Xi still didn’t ask any more questions and readily weighed out some spicy strips for Feng Lingling for RMB 1.5.
However, after Feng Lingling left with the oil paper bag, Yan Xi paid more attention to her for a while.
Then, she found that Feng Lingling bumped into Fan Fuying and Guo Xia who came out of the crowd. Feng Lingling opened the oil paper package, and Fan Fuying and Guo Xia scrambled to eat the spicy strips.
Yan Xi: “…”
Now, everything can be explained.
But after this time, Feng Lingling never came to buy spicy strips again.
This time, Yan Xi sold out the 70 kilograms of spicy strips earlier than yesterday.
When she put on the empty backpack and was about to go back, a customer came to her specifically to buy spicy strips.
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