After time travel, I became the first richest woman in Lizhao

Chapter 3 I want to make money by myself

Zhao Ling'er was lying in the temple, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. It was too hard to use a few broken boards as a bed, but it was too damp to sleep directly on the ground, and her clothes got wet after a while.Even though she was in the temple, the wind would still blow in. She touched her arm and felt goosebumps all over her body.

"Mama Wu, I'm sorry, it's all because of me that you have no place to sleep."

Wu Ma didn't fall asleep either, but she didn't speak.

"Stupid child, you are still so young. I also came here through such hardships. I lived in the open air, suffered from hunger and hunger. I didn't have a family until my father took me in. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live now."

"You don't have parents either?"

"I am originally from Jinzhou. When I was eight years old, there was a flood at home and our house was washed away. My parents took me and my younger brother to escape. But when I woke up one day, my parents and younger brother were gone. Since then From now on, I will make a living by myself.”

Looking at Mama Wu, I thought about my parents. They called me yesterday to ask me when I would be home.Zhao Linger suddenly felt homesick.

"Mother Wu, don't worry, I will take care of you as my relatives in the future. That Wen'e is so rampant, why don't you leave her?"

"Hey, I'm getting old. I'll only become more and more useless in the future. When I'm too old to walk, I still have to count on my son to take care of me. I'll give them more money while I'm still able to do it. Maybe it won't throw me out."

Zhao Linger's heart twitched, thinking: "You can still make money now, they treat you like this, if you can't make money in the future, then Wen'e will definitely not tolerate you." But she didn't say anything.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Zhao Linger shivered all over.She woke up from the cold.

Before dawn.

Turning to look at Wu Ma, she was gone.

Zhao Linger got up and walked along the stall that sold Hu spicy soup yesterday.

As expected, Mama Wu was there.

Well, she has to hurry to find a job.

Walking and walking, I came to a commercial street, and finally saw an inn.

"If I can work here, I will have a place to live at night."

Zhao Linger hurried in, stood on tiptoe and asked the front desk: "Do you need anyone here? I can help you entertain customers."

"Who is it?" The guy sleeping on the table rubbed his eyes, stood up and saw Zhao Ling'er.

"Go, go, you are thin and small, and you look like you are only eight or nine years old. What can you do? You carry it on your shoulders, can you move?" The man gave her a contemptuous look.

Zhao Linger thought for a while, well, she really can't carry it without a suitcase now.

but……

"Does your store sell Hu spicy soup?"

"Ah?" The man was a little puzzled: "No sale or no sale, we only have lunch and dinner here, no breakfast."

"Is this okay? I will provide you with fresh Hu spicy soup, two yuan a bowl, you can sell it to customers for five yuan a bowl, and fried dough sticks, one yuan a piece, you can sell it for three yuan a piece, and earn a lot of money. The price difference is yours, and the rest is mine, what do you think?"

"This..." The guy scratched his head, "I'll ask the shopkeeper."

Not long after, the clerk came back and said: "The shopkeeper said, you can sell it if you want, but you will provide all the utensils yourself, and the customer pays directly to us. It ends at ten o'clock in the morning. Check out on January [-]. You can see for yourself." Bar."

"Well, that's great! However, it's not enough to settle the bill once a month, is it better to settle the bill once a day?"

"The shopkeeper said that one knot a day is too troublesome. If you want this, then you can get a bowl of hot and spicy soup for a penny."

"That must not work!" Zhao Linger thought to herself, what I heard yesterday was that the boss was selling a bowl for two cents, if I go to buy, it is estimated that it will be as cheap as one penny at most, and at least one penny and five to make money.

"How about this, Hu spicy soup is still worth two cents per bowl, and fried dough sticks are worth two cents. But the bill has to be settled every day. Also, we need to make a written statement, and I can only sell it here alone."

Zhao Linger took the exclusive authorization certificate written by the shopkeeper and went to find the hot and spicy soup stall where Wu Ma was.

"Boss, bring me 50 bowls of Hu spicy soup and 100 fried dough sticks, and send them to Jupeng Inn!" Zhao Linger shouted at the boss.

The boss took a look, isn't this the little beggar from yesterday?
"Little girl, don't make trouble for me! I'm busy, go and play!"

"What do you think this is?" Zhao Ling'er handed over the certificate that she had just signed with the shopkeeper to the stall owner.

"Exclusive authorization?" The boss muttered, "What does this mean?"

"The shopkeeper of Jupeng Inn has appointed you to sell your hot and spicy soup in his store, at the original price, to help you expand your sales."

"Is there such a good thing?" The boss suddenly smiled: "I'll go talk to him. Wu Ma, look at the stall!"

After all, he wiped his hands and turned to go.

"Don't go! I've already discussed with him. You only need to send the rice and fried dough sticks. You can go after 10 o'clock. The shopkeeper will settle the bill for you."

"By the way, the spicy soup and fritters must be hot. Surround them with cotton cloth, and take 20 bowls and 20 spoons."

"No problem, you go first, I'll be right there!"

Everything was ready, Zhao Linger filled a bowl first.Hu spicy soup is her favorite, why don't you try the saltiness first?
She had just filled a bowl, poured two drops of sesame oil, put it on the table, and turned to get a spoon.

"What is that? It smells so good!" A two or three-year-old boy ran over bouncing around.

Pick up the bowl and drink it.

"Ouch, little ancestor!" An elderly woman hurriedly followed and pulled the little boy's arm away.

"Young master, Madam has explained that we are going to Drunken Fragrance Pavilion for dinner later, the food here is not clean, you will have diarrhea after eating it!"

"I don't, I don't, I want to drink it, I want to drink it! It smells so good!" Before the woman could speak, the little boy picked up the bowl and took a sip: "It smells so good!"

(End of this chapter)