Manager Duan scoffed, âThe buyer is a fool.â
âIs that so? Iâll show you how many âfoolsâ there are.â her voice low, âBut, you shouldnât call them fools. I only have these forty-five jin left for sale, and your business starts tomorrow. You should praise the buyers for their smarts.â
Once she finished, she immediately lifted the banana leaves covering two baskets, shouting loudly, âBraised pork intestine, super delicious, the tasty dish for which Manager Duan of Rich Source Tavern was willing to shell out three hundred taels of silver for the recipe, get it while itâs fresh, buy before itâs gone. Only twenty cents per jin, only twenty cents per jin! Itâs almost gone, hurry up and buy, donât delay, else you will miss out!â
âIâll buy five jin!â
âI want two jin!â
âIâll take one jin!â
The spectators clamored to buy from Su Qingyue, who said, âNo pushing, line up, first come first served!â
A long line formed but unfortunately, the sale ended with the twelfth customer. Su Qingyueâs forty-five jin of braised pork intestines sold out in a flash, leaving many people regretting that they were unable to buy any.
Seeing so many âfoolsâ, Manager Duan was both amused and a little choked up.
The ugly woman named Su was a born businesswoman. Had he known she could sell so well, he would have bought all forty-five jins from her. As she had said, if he sold it plate by plate in his restaurant, he could have made some profit.
Su Qingyue neatly collected the money and glanced at Manager Duan, âNot bad, isnât it? Your investment of 300 taels was not in vain. Starting tomorrow, everyone will know that only your restaurant serves this delicious braised pork intestine, and your business will soar.â
âThat sounds reassuring.â Manager Duan nodded in satisfaction.
Ji was waiting on the side, and he was awestruck by her business acumen.
The waiter from the Rich Source Tavern returned, carrying a big basket of pig offal that they brought from the pork fat place.
Manager Duan said, âMs Suâ¦the boss,â This ugly woman loved to be called âthe bossâ after all.
Su Qingyue was pleased with the address, âPlease speak, Manager Duan.â
âYou can go to the kitchen and teach my chef how to prepare the pig offals.â Manager Duan glanced at Xiao Qinghe, who was sitting in a wheelchair by the roadside, âIs he your husband? Your cooking lesson will take a while, let him sit in my restaurant in the meantime.â
âManager Duan is thoughtful indeed.â Su Qingyue responded, âHe is not my husband, but the younger brother of my husband.â It wasnât a problem to let strangers assume that she was Qingheâs wife, since nobody knew them. However, having already dealt with Manager Duan twice, she didnât want any misunderstanding.
Listening to his wifeâs words, Xiao Qinghe felt a sharp pain in his heart, nearly broken to tears by her firm denial. Could it be that she really refused to be his wife, even going to the extent of denying him as her husband in front of others?
Because of the purchase of the stir-fried fern recipe, Manager Duan had looked into Su Qingyueâs background and learned that she was the bought wife of the impoverished three sons from the Xiao Family of Wushan Village.
He had a clear understanding of the Xiao Familyâs circumstances. The fourth son of the Xiao Family was disabled and couldnât walk, that must be the young man sitting in the wheelchair currently.
He was quite handsome and polite, but it was such a pity.
Even Su Qingyue, this ugly woman, explicitly refused to be his wife.
Seeing the pained expression on Xiao Qingheâs face and glancing at his disabled legs, Manager Duan didnât expose Su Qingyueâs repugnance. If anyone was to be blamed, it was him for being disabled. So he just shook his head and walked towards the kitchen first without saying a word.
Su Qingyue also noticed Qingheâs painful expression, and her heart sank, realizing her earlier words had hurt her fourth brother.