PNB Chapter 4 Setting up a stall
Chapter 4 Setting up a stall
Since I transmigrated to this world two months ago, I've heard everyone's insults countless times today.
Yun Ci knew that it was true that the original owner had framed the protagonist, and that the original owner had indeed suffered the consequences of his own actions. However, since he had inherited this body, he could not escape the past events.
These things should have spread throughout the sect by now. Everyone in the sect knows about his bad reputation, so he doesn't believe Chu Ziming is unaware.
"You mean this?" Chu Ziming scratched his head.
“I had heard about your deeds before, and I didn’t think you were anything special. But after getting to know you, I realized that you were different from what everyone said. I think you are a good person and I want to be your friend.”
Yun Ci smiled and put her arm around Chu Ziming's shoulder. "Let's go."
"Uh-huh."
The two walked towards the deacon's hall.
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"My God, is that Yun Ci? She seems different from before." An inner disciple looked surprised, as if he couldn't believe it.
“I think Yun Ci looks even better…” a female cultivator said shyly.
"Tch, don't forget how Yun Ci tried to frame Junior Brother Wen Miao."
"But today I feel that Yun Ci isn't that kind of person..."
The crowd was filled with differing opinions.
Gao Tu had already sat up from the ground, his eyes fixed on the front.
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After registering, Yun Ci and Chu Ziming headed towards the sect.
There are 9,999 steps leading down the mountain, and ordinary people can't even make it to one-tenth of the way, but it's different for cultivators.
When Yun Ci and Chu Zimo arrived at the market in the mortal realm, it was already past 9 AM.
The market was very lively, with shouts and calls coming from all directions.
Yun Ci and Chu Ziming found a place and stopped.
He took out the items he would use for setting up his stall from the storage bag.
Yun Ci hung up a cloth with the words "steamed buns and dumplings" written on it, and Chu Zi Mo helped set up the stall.
It's called a stall, but it's actually a foldable wooden frame that Yun Ci made herself.
When the four legs are straightened, it becomes a small table.
Then he took out items from his spatial storage and arranged them one by one.
"Is this the young monk who sells steamed buns?" An elderly woman, well past fifty, walked over.
Yun Ci looked up and smiled slightly, "Yes, ma'am."
Chu Ziming, standing beside him, was speechless.
Customers have arrived so quickly, don't we need to call out to them?
Yun Ci said, "The old lady is a repeat customer."
Chu Ziming nodded. Once you taste the food Yun Ci makes, you'll never forget the flavor.
Hearing this, the old lady smiled and said, "Boss Xiaoyun's food is very delicious, our whole family likes it."
Not only does the food taste better than other places, but the price is also reasonable.
There are many foods she's never seen before!
"Oh, isn't this Boss Yun? You've finally come to see me. It's been half a month, hasn't it?"
Just then, a coachman happened to pass by and saw Yun Ci setting up his stall.
Some people asked around and found out that the young cultivator who sold delicious food was surnamed Yun. Since he was young, they all called him Boss Yun.
"Please wait a moment, sir. I'll go buy something and be right back." After saying this to the passengers in the car, the driver immediately came over.
The passengers in the rickshaw looked puzzled, but after thinking for a moment, they got off.
While they were talking, several more regular customers arrived and surrounded Yun Ci's stall.
"Auntie, what would you like? Today we have steamed buns with white flour, eggplant-filled buns, sweet buns, and pickled vegetables. The pickled vegetables are salty, so you can eat them with rice or steamed buns. You can try some."
This is the first time he's sold the pickled vegetables after they've been pickled, so I'll need to explain it a bit more.
Yun Ci scooped a spoonful of diced cucumber and radish into a small bowl and gave it to them to try.
Upon hearing this, the people behind couldn't resist taking a small piece.
"good to eat!"
"This is great! If we eat this, my husband won't have to cook anymore. Two steamed buns and a little bit of this will be enough. I have to buy it!"
"Boss Yun, how much is a serving of pickled vegetables?" They've never eaten pickled vegetables before, what if they can't afford it?
"Yes, yes, how much?"
Yun Ci explained, "Pickled vegetables cost three spoonfuls for one coin. Steamed buns and sugar buns cost three coins each, and eggplant buns cost two coins each."
The steamed bun is quite large; one and a half is enough for a strong, able-bodied man who works in the household, but two would be too much for him.
One is enough for an adult with a normal appetite.
Vegetable buns are smaller than steamed buns, and two coins each is a good price.
Chu Ziming, who was standing nearby, looked shocked upon hearing this.
That's incredibly cheap! He can buy everything at once!
"Alright, alright, Mr. Yun is so kind at such a young age!" the old lady said with a smile. "I want 10 white steamed buns, 10 sugar buns, 24 vegetable buns, and three coins' worth of pickled vegetables."
There are six people in her family. She gives the candy to her grandchildren. She bought two last time, and they both said they were delicious and kept asking her to buy more.
Each adult in the family gets two steamed buns and four dumplings.
It's still a bit hot today, so if we buy too much, it won't keep for long. It would be great if Boss Xiaoyun could set up her stall more often.
"Here you go, Auntie." Yun Ci put the things into the basket that the old woman had given her.
"Hey!" The old woman counted copper coins from her handbag.
Chu Ziming couldn't offer any other help, so he simply took care of collecting money.
He used to watch his father do accounts all the time, so he became somewhat sensitive to money.
You can tell if there's too much or too little just by looking at it.
After the old lady counted the money, she was about to give it to Yun Ci.
"Just give it to me, Auntie." Chu Ziming reached out his hand, and the old woman handed it over with a smile.
By this time, Yun Ci had already served her second customer.
"I want 10 white steamed buns, 10 vegetable buns, and three coins' worth of pickled vegetables," the driver said.
"Okay." Yun Ci agreed and began to pretend.
The driver, because he was working, didn't bring a basket or bag to carry his load.
If they encountered customers like the coachman who didn't have anything to carry, Yun Ci would use cloth bags she bought wholesale from Xiao Que at the market to carry their belongings, charging one coin per bag.
The bag was quite large. After taking out the steamed buns at home, it could be used again when going to the market later, and the customer readily agreed.
As for the pickled vegetables, Yunci simply packed them in bamboo tubes.
There is a bamboo forest on the west side of the back mountain.
Seeing that no one had been there, he used bamboo from that area directly.
Anyway, bamboo grows fast, and no one will notice.
The driver paid the fare and took out an eggplant bun directly from inside.
One bite and the generous amount of diced eggplant is revealed.
Fragrant!
The customers behind them immediately craned their necks to look ahead, wondering when it would be their turn.
After finishing one, the driver couldn't wait to grab another.
The line is getting longer and longer, I'd estimate there are about twenty people, and there are also onlookers watching the spectacle.
The customers behind him couldn't help but swallow hard when they saw Ma Ming eating so heartily and the steaming filling in the buns.
"Hey, what are you eating? It smells delicious." The widow from South Street walked over swaying her hips.
Ma Ming has already eaten his third one. "Boss Xiao Yun's eggplant bun is delicious. You can still buy it even if you have to queue up."
The widow was stunned. Eggplant could be used to make steamed buns?
Ma Ming could tell from the widow's expression that she hadn't eaten anything from Boss Xiao Yun yet.
"You'll know once you buy it and try it. Let me tell you, you'll regret it if you don't!"
As she spoke, she suddenly remembered that the guests were still in the car, so she quickly stuffed the bun into her mouth and hung the towel around her neck.
When they returned to the rickshaw, they found that the customer had vanished.
Turning around, I saw that there was a line of customers!