Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 432: 125: A not-to-be-missed drama!_6

Li Tingzhi knew that Li Xianxian didn’t like him.

He had always known.

But he still wanted to try, “Xianxian, things have already happened. Marry me, I will be good to you in the future.”

“Li Tingzhi! You’re too selfish!” Li Xianxian suddenly added weight to her tone, “I didn’t want it to happen. If you’re not helping me now, it’s fine. But you’re using this to coerce me! Do you realize how hard it was for me to decide to see you? But you! You actually threatened me!”

Li Tingzhi became anxious, “I’m sorry, Xianxian, I didn’t mean it that way, I know I am wrong to you! Rest assured, I won’t pressure you, nor will I intimidate you. I’ll listen to whatever you say.”

After all, the one who was in the wrong was him towards Li Xianxian…

That Li Xianxian could have been so composed was already beyond ordinary people.

“Come here.” Li Xianxian spoke softly.

Li Tingzhi leaned his head down.

Li Xianxian whispered something in his ear.

Hearing this, Li Tingzhi nodded and said: “All right, leave this matter to me.”

His agreement came easily, but his eyes flashed with a look of pain.

…

The Ni Family.

Ni Cuihua was making chili strips in the kitchen. Adding to Ni Yan’s recipe, she sprinkled another layer of white sesame onto the ready-made spicy strips.

The spicy taste was combined with the aroma of sesame, leaving a delightful flavor in the mouth with each bite.

Once the chili strips were ready, Ni Cuihua filled up a big iron pot with them.

She made a lot of chili strips, filling up an entire pot.

Ni Cuihua pushed out her bicycle, fixed Little Ni Yun onto the child seat, covered the iron pot full of chili strips with a plastic bag, and finally tied it onto the bike.

By the time all this was done, it was already 3:30 p.m.

Ni Cuihua rode her bike towards the city center.

At 4 p.m., Ni Cuihua parked her bike in front of a primary school at the city center.

Yes, Ni Cuihua had come to sell chili strips.

Ni Yan was so outstanding, she didn’t want to be a useless mother, idling away at home every day.

She wanted to do something too.

The chili strips tasted so good, she was certain they would sell out in front of the school gate.

Ni Cuihua took out the chili strips and displayed them on a big stone by the roadside.

Little Ni Yun sat in the bike’s rear seat, not crying or making a fuss, exceptionally obedient.

At 4:10 p.m., the school bell rang for the end of the day.

“Ding ding ding,” a crowd of primary school students in school uniforms swarmed out.

Ni Cuihua, standing by the roadside, suddenly felt a little nervous. Coming out to sell something for the first time, she didn’t know what to do.

There were also others nearby selling buns and snacks, who didn’t need to do anything for the children to rush to them. Some wanted the sesame candy costing five yuan and others the sugared ice costing three yuan…

Yet not a single student came to her.

It was her first day setting up a stall and the big iron pot wasn’t filled with colorful candies or delicious juice, so the children, not knowing what she was selling, naturally wouldn’t come over.

What should she do now?

Ni Cuihua wanted to call out, but lacked the courage.

She didn’t know how to call out and felt extremely embarrassed.

So when all the students had left, Ni Cuihua hadn’t sold a single chili strip.

This was a bit beyond Ni Cuihua’s expectations.

She had thought that it would be easy to do business, but she encountered a setback the day she started selling chili strips.

Sigh…

At 5:30 p.m., Ni Cuihua left with her cart, critically reviewing why she couldn’t sell any chili strips.

The main reason was pride.

Others didn’t know what she was selling or if it was nice, so naturally she couldn’t sell anything.

No, she needed to find a solution.

Ni Cuihua thought about this as she cycled.

The next day, Ni Cuihua went to the school gate as usual.

Unlike yesterday, she brought along a cushion fan today.

When the students got out of school, she began to fan the air and announce, “Chili strips, two yuan each…”

The delightful aroma was successfully wafted out, and after shouting a few times, Ni Cuihua found that it wasn’t as embarrassing. Thus, she continued to call out a second time, a third time.

However, since “chili strips” was a novel term, these children hadn’t heard of it before and naturally wouldn’t approach to enquire.

Finally, a primary school student was drawn by the tantalizing smell and asked, “Auntie, what do you call this? It smells so good!”

With a little customer approaching, Ni Cuihua was naturally joyous, “These are chili strips, fragrant and spicy, very delicious.”

“Is it exceptionally spicy?” Although the aroma was enticing, the child had never tasted it before and was a little hesitant.

Ni Cuihua picked up a small piece with a toothpick and passed it to the child, “Kid, why don’t you try it?”

“Thank you, Auntie.” The little customer reached out to receive it.

There wasn’t a child capable of resisting chili strips.

The spicy and numbing sensation was simply too good!

Furthermore, Ni Cuihua was generous with the seasonings, even adding her own special blend of spices, making the taste even more satisfying!

People would hate to waste any bit, almost regretting not sucking their fingers clean.

The little customer finished the bite size sample and was left wanting more. Immediately, she asked, “Auntie, is it two yuan per chili strip?”

“Yes.” Ni Cuihua nodded smilingly.

“I’ll take three.” The little customer immediately took out six yuan to give to Ni Cuihua.

Ni Cuihua promptly wrapped the chili strips and handed them to her.

Thanks to the first little customer’s word-of-mouth, the second and third customers quickly joined in…

In a short time, all the chili strips in the large iron pot were sold out.

Ni Cuihua felt it was as incredible as a dream.

When she returned home, Ni Cuihua counted the money she had earned from selling chili strips that day.

Adding up all the small change, it turned out to be six yuan in total!

Six yuan a day meant 180 yuan a month.

This was much better than an average salary worker.

Moreover, she only had to sell for a short while at 4 p.m. each day, this wouldn’t disrupt her household chores either.

For several consecutive days, Ni Cuihua went out to sell chili strips to supplement the family income.

The term “chili strip” gradually circulated among a group of primary school students.

The other vendors nearby saw how good Ni Cuihua’s business was and followed suit, causing envy.

Today was Mo Baichuan’s birthday.

Mo Baichuan didn’t want to be extravagant, but his good brother Li Tingzhi and several other friends insisted on holding a birthday party for him.

Mo Baichuan couldn’t refuse, so he had to agree.

Because of the previous incident, Mo Baichuan always felt guilty towards Li Xianxian, so he went to invite her personally.

Thinking of Ni Yan, he intentionally let the news slip to Ni Yan and also invited Mo Qishen to join.

As he knew, Ni Yang would certainly come on the pretext of joining Mo Baichuan.