Old Lady Zhang's Rebirth: Going Mad! Severing Ties with Family! Becoming Incredibly Rich!

My home is very close to the cotton mill.

Zhang Guiying arrived in less than ten minutes by riding her tricycle.

Several vendors have already set up stalls in front of the cotton mill, selling scallion pancakes, cold noodles, tea eggs, popsicles, and one stall selling clothes and trinkets.

Zhang Guiying squeezed into the crowd of food vendors and stopped her tricycle next to an old lady selling scallion pancakes.

The scallion pancake vendor immediately became wary. "Young lady, you're setting up a stall too? What are you selling?"

"Selling braised pork."

It doesn't have to be selling pancakes.

The scallion pancake vendor breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Guiying braked the tricycle, deftly pulled out a wooden board and placed it on the vehicle, then laid out all the seasonings and ingredients on it, and neatly arranged the mixed vegetables in bowls.

The first priority when cooking is cleanliness and hygiene.

Therefore, Zhang Guiying's dishes were all served in covered bowls.

Not only that.

Zhang Guiying also paid close attention to her hygiene. After all the preparations were done, she took out a clean apron and sleeves from the net bag and put them on. She also put on a military green hat and a mesh mask.

The scallion pancake vendor stared in disbelief. "Young lady, the sun is so strong, and you're wearing an apron, sleeves, a hat, and a mask. Aren't you hot?"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the heat."

In the past, people didn't have enough to eat or wear, and they didn't have the means to be particular. But things are different now. With the rapid development of cities, the quality of life for urban residents has improved dramatically.

Not only should we eat our fill, but we should also eat well.

Zhang Guiying is almost fifty years old, and she doesn't have the same advantage as younger people when it comes to selling food.

Therefore, she wanted to create the impression that she was very hygienic and that the products she sold were clean and hygienic, so that customers would feel at ease buying and eating them.

These are all valuable experiences she accumulated from running a street stall in her previous life.

The cotton mill hasn't closed yet.

Zhang Guiying chatted with the scallion pancake lady for a while.

The woman who made scallion pancakes was surnamed Wang and was a few years older than Zhang Guiying. Zhang Guiying called her Sister Wang.

Sister Wang's son and daughter-in-law work as temporary workers in the city. She originally came to the city to help take care of her grandson, but she got bored on Sundays and set up a cart to sell scallion pancakes.

I originally wanted to earn some pocket money.

Later, he discovered that he could earn several yuan a day selling pancakes, which was more than his son and daughter-in-law's combined wages, so he simply left the child with his daughter-in-law and started setting up a stall himself.

Upon learning that Zhang Guiying was from the city, Sister Wang was incredibly envious. "You're retired, why are you still setting up a stall? You could stay home and take care of your grandchildren and still earn money, wouldn't that be great?"

Zhang Guiying mumbled, "I can't stay idle, so I came out to earn some pocket money."

"..."

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable.

She set up a stall out of necessity to make a living.

They just can't stay idle.

Sister Wang felt incredibly envious.

While they were talking, the cotton mill closed for the day. Some workers pushed bicycles, while others walked, and they came out of the factory in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing.

Zhang Guiying and Sister Wang didn't have time to chat anymore and quickly got to work.

Zhang Guiying lifted the lids of the vegetable basin and the braised meat.

The braised pork is still hot.

The overpowering aroma immediately spread.

Zhang Guiying shouted as she sold her wares, "Freshly braised pork, delicious and inexpensive, a real bargain! Don't miss out!"

These days, there are very few people setting up stalls and hawking their wares.

Zhang Guiying's shout immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Zhang Guiying deftly scooped out a piece of pig's head meat, sliced ​​it into several pieces, placed them on a plate, and presented it to the onlookers. "Come on, try it for free. If you don't like it, you don't have to pay."

Meat is so expensive these days.

Free samples are essentially freebies.

With the mentality that "it's a fool not to take advantage of a bargain," the onlookers quickly emptied the meat off the plate.

After taking a bite, a little girl was immediately amazed. "Auntie, your braised meat is so delicious! It's fragrant, tender, and flavorful. It's even better than what I buy at the grocery store!"

"Of course."

Zhang Guiying immediately boasted, "I'm not bragging, but my family's braised pork recipe has been passed down from our ancestors. No ordinary person can make it taste like this."

"How much is it per pound?"

"Pig's head meat is 1.5 yuan per jin, and pork belly is 3 yuan per jin."

"Why is it so expensive? A live pig's head only costs four or five cents a pound, you're really ripping people off." Someone complained about the price.

"Young lady, I can tell you're a thrifty person. A raw pig's head isn't expensive, but after removing the bones and inedible parts from a 20-pound pig's head, you're only left with half. A pound of raw pork only yields 6 ounces of cooked meat, which increases the cost."

Zhang Guiying was very quick-witted. "Raw meat is selling for 1.8 or 1.9 yuan, but my braised cooked meat is only 1.5 yuan. It tastes good and doesn't need any further processing. It saves time and effort. It's such a good deal!"

"Yes, weigh me a pound of pork head, and add plenty of onions when you mix it."

"Okay."

"How much are the vegetarian dishes?"

"Vegetable dishes are all the same price, four cents a serving."

"Give me two more vegetarian dishes."

"Okay."

Zhang Guiying agreed verbally, her hands moving swiftly. After weighing the ingredients, she quickly sliced ​​them, seasoned them with onions and perilla leaves, and then grabbed a handful of fried peanuts, poured chili oil over them, and mixed them together.

The color and aroma were so enticing, they made my mouth water.

The onlookers began to speak up.

"Big sister, I'd like a pound of pig's head meat, and a cold dish of wood ear mushrooms."

"Auntie, I'd like half a pound of pork belly and a serving of cucumber salad."

"I have guests coming to my house today. Please give me two catties of pork head and two catties of pork belly, and one serving of each of the six kinds of vegetables."

"I want one too..."

People tend to follow the crowd. Seeing that Zhang Guiying's group was tightly packed, they curiously came over. Zhang Guiying called for everyone to line up while quickly weighing, mixing, packing, and giving change for the meat.

Zhang Guiying set up her stall for the first time.

Zhao Binghe was worried, so he didn't eat lunch at the factory after get off work. He rode his bicycle to the cotton mill and saw Zhang Guiying working very hard from afar.

Zhao Binghe's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He was even thinking that if business didn't go well, he could say a few words of comfort to Guiying.

Are people these days so willing to eat?

Without thinking twice, Zhao Binghe quickly drove over to help pack the bags and get the change.

Zhang Guiying's pressure instantly decreased.

On her first day at her stall, Zhang Guiying didn't dare to prepare too much. The braised pork head and pork belly weighed just over 100 jin (50 kg). With four or five thousand workers at the cotton mill, Zhang Guiying sold out of all her meat and vegetable dishes in less than an hour.

Those who didn't manage to buy one were unhappy.

Zhang Guiying gave away the braising liquid in the bucket for free, and the people in line stopped complaining.

"Are you coming again tomorrow, sister?"

"Come, come, come."

A fool wouldn't take the money!

Zhang Guiying patted her bulging pouch, her eyes practically disappearing with joy. "I'll make extra tomorrow, and come set up shop around lunchtime and dinnertime when you all get off work."

"Then you'd better come early tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Zhang Guiying greeted Sister Wang and then packed up her stall and went home with Zhao Binghe.

Sister Wang was so happy that she didn't have time to pay attention to Zhang Guiying. Zhang Guiying's business was good, and as a result, she sold many more scallion pancakes than usual.

back home.

Zhang Guiying didn't even bother to wash her face. She got off the tricycle and ran into the house. Once inside the main room, she poured all the money from her purse onto the dining table.

Zhao Binghe excitedly followed, "Quick, count how much money we made!"