roccoschili Chapter 132 Night Market Opening
Chapter 132 Night Market Opening
Seeing Cheng Yuntao so happy, Jiang Yu was also happy for her, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, but he was still a little worried in his heart.
With his experience of traveling all over the country over the years, he knew very well that the token of the Ji Mansion should not be so easy to obtain, but Boss Ji was willing to give it to Cheng Yuntao, whom he had only met a few times. It was really puzzling.
Besides, they had clearly come here together just now. Any polite host would have invited them both in to save face, but Boss Ji blocked him outside the door, which was clearly intentional.
Jiang Yu frowned secretly. He had no idea what Boss Ji was up to. He only knew that he seemed arrogant and looked down upon ordinary people. But since he hadn't done anything bad to Cheng Yuntao, Jiang Yu could only hold his ground and observe. He silently calculated that if anything unusual happened tomorrow, he would definitely not sit idly by and wait for death.
Cheng Yuntao seemed to have seen through Jiang Yu's thoughts. She gently patted Jiang Yu's shoulder and said soothingly, "Jiang Yu, I know what you're worried about, but since Boss Ji has promised me and given me such great support, let's just think about the good side. I'll be careful, so don't worry too much."
Jiang Yu nodded slightly and forced a smile: "Well, I believe you, but if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you must tell me."
The two walked home side by side. Along the way, Cheng Yuntao chattered about the wealth of the Ji Mansion, saying that when she made money in the future, she would buy more exquisite items for the house. Jiang Yu listened quietly on the side. The sunlight shone on them, outlining two long silhouettes.
The road ahead is bright and full of infinite possibilities.
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It took Cheng Yuntao two days to buy all the utensils needed for setting up a stall. After nightfall, Jiang Yu accompanied her to the Nanfang Night Market and set up a stall in the open space outside the theater.
The small wooden table she brought was wiped spotlessly clean and shone with a warm luster under the light. The table was covered with a piece of blue cloth embroidered with elegant floral patterns. The cloth had fine texture and a soft touch, adding a touch of elegance to the entire stall.
A small blue and white porcelain vase was placed on the corner of the table, with a few freshly picked wild flowers in it. The petals were still covered with crystal dewdrops, exuding a fresh fragrance, which formed a sharp contrast with the noisy environment around it.
Above the stall hangs a handmade lantern painted with lifelike floral and bird patterns. Candlelight shines through the thin paper, creating a soft glow and shadow that illuminates the various tableware and fresh food neatly arranged on the table.
Cheng Yuntao's actions attracted a lot of people's attention, and the other vendors were talking about her.
"Hey, look, this girl is really brave!" The middle-aged man who was roasting sweet potatoes widened his eyes, stopped flipping the sweet potatoes in his hands, pointed at Cheng Yuntao's stall, and said to the people around him in disbelief.
"We all know that the territory outside the theater is not so easy to occupy. There have been some foolish people who wanted to set up stalls here before, but none of them had a good ending. They were beaten half to death and fled in disgrace. But she dared to come here and set up her stall so lavishly. She really doesn't know her place!"
The man's wife, standing beside him, looked worried. She tugged at his shirt and whispered, "Keep your mouth shut and don't cause any trouble." But the man, like a lit firecracker, stiffened his neck and continued to shout, "What am I afraid of? I'm telling the truth! This girl, ah, I hope she doesn't get hurt."
The old man selling wontons wiped his mouth with his greasy hands and shouted in a hoarse voice, "A girl shouldn't stay at home and come here to set up a stall with all these fancy things. What kind of sales can she make?"
"I've been selling wontons here for many years, relying on real skills and dedication. Unlike her, she only does some empty talk." As he spoke, he knocked the edge of the pot with a spoon, making a harsh sound, and a few drops of wonton soup splashed onto the ground.
The old man selling sugar paintings also shook his head and sighed. The syrup in his spoon was almost dripping out, but he was still talking to himself, "The forces behind this place are complicated and intricate. She's a young girl, all alone, what can she rely on? If she offends someone she shouldn't, she'll have no place to cry."
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Dou Qiaohui arrived late tonight and failed to get a seat at the entrance of the night market, so she had to move to a seat in front of the theater. When she saw Cheng Yuntao from a distance, she felt that she looked a little familiar. When she got closer, she realized it was really her. She was immediately surprised.
She hadn't expected that after just a few days of not seeing him, he'd actually come to the Nanfang Night Market to set up a stall. But why would she set up a stall anywhere else but outside the theater? Hadn't she already told them that setting up a stall there without permission was forbidden, and it would cause serious trouble!
Dou Qiaohui was extremely anxious and stood there hesitating for a long time.
She looked around. The vendors were still pointing and talking about Cheng Yuntao's stall, but Cheng Yuntao seemed oblivious, concentrating on arranging the tableware. Dou Qiaohui thought to herself that her business was just starting to pick up. If she rashly approached Cheng Yuntao and others mistakenly thought they were in cahoots, what would happen if she got implicated?
But when she thought about how she was in trouble a few days ago and it was Cheng Yuntao and Jiang Yu who came to her rescue, she couldn't just sit back and watch.
After hesitating for a long time, Dou Qiaohui gritted her teeth and rushed forward.
She quickly walked over to Cheng Yuntao's stall, looking flustered. She lowered her voice and said, "Sister Yuntao, why are you setting up a stall here? Didn't I tell you a long time ago? You're not allowed to set up stalls outside the theater. Someone tried before and was beaten badly. Even their stall belongings were smashed to pieces. You should pack up your stall and leave immediately. Don't get yourself into trouble."
Cheng Yuntao was arranging a stack of delicate blue and white porcelain bowls neatly. When she heard the voice, she looked up and saw Dou Qiaohui. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Sister Qiaohui, it's you!" After hearing what she said, Cheng Yuntao looked calm and explained calmly: "Sister Qiaohui, thank you for reminding me. I know what I am doing."
Seeing Cheng Yuntao's determined eyes, Dou Qiaohui opened her mouth, wanting to persuade her again, but she didn't know where to start. She sighed, a helpless look on her face, and said, "Okay, then, be careful."
Dou Qiaohui turned around and left quickly. She felt that she had fulfilled her obligation to remind them, and if anything happened again in the future, she would be unable to help in any other way.
Jiang Yu stood quietly aside, his eyes coldly sweeping over those who mocked Cheng Yuntao, thinking to himself that if he took action now, those people would probably not even have a chance to beg for mercy.
He clenched his fists calmly, his knuckles turning slightly white. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble in public, but those people were too noisy, and his patience was gradually wearing away.