I'll give you myself then

  "Old man, are you kidding me? How much money can be made from selling soy milk? Do you think your wife is the Soy Milk Queen of Luoyang?"

  He finished speaking and ignored the old man, turning his head to focus on staring at the shop door.

  The person dressed as a big bear stopped performing and shouted loudly to the crowd: "Ladies and gentlemen, today is the first day of Zhang's Sweetheart Workshop opening, free trial for all, welcome to taste! Our store will also have fun games, winners will receive generous gifts from our store. Next, let's welcome the boss lady of our store to unveil the grand opening of our store with applause!"

  Perhaps it was the free trial and gift-giving gimmick that moved everyone present, as soon as Da Xiong's voice fell, a warm applause erupted, lasting for a long time.

  Wearing a beautiful dress from the Long Sun Fashion Store, Zhang walked slowly out of the store with a shy and embarrassed look on her face. Standing at the door, she composed herself for a moment before breaking into a stunningly beautiful smile. In a loud voice, she said: "Thank you all for coming! Today, Zhang's Sweetheart Shop is officially open for business. Our main products include desserts, dairy products, roasted chicken wings, bean products, and fried foods. Please give us your support and patronage!"

  "It's actually Tofu Western-style! No wonder the tofu stall wasn't open for business before, it turned out to be opening a store!"

  The crowd burst into an exclamation, and as everyone was discussing it, a strange old man in the crowd stared at Zhang's store entrance, his mouth wide open for a long time.

  After a long time, the old man cracked a smile and turned around, squeezing out of the crowd and leaving quickly.

  "It's really as the saying goes: 'after three days, people change beyond recognition.' These past few days, the Salt Gang has withdrawn all her wanted notices. It seems she's found a powerful backer."

  Among the applause of the crowd, Zhang reached out and pulled on a red cord at the door, and slowly, the silk red cloth floated down to the ground, revealing the shop's sign.

  The sign of the shop is a piece of old-fashioned red wood carving.

  "The five big characters 'Zhang's Sweetheart Workshop' are decorated with gold, elegant and refined, matching Zhang's gentle and sweet temperament, the words are like the person, the person is like the words."

  The doors and windows of the shop are all made of a single piece of transparent glass, through which you can see dozens of display racks inside the shop, displaying several dozen varieties of Western-style pastries that people in this era have never seen or tasted before.

  The aroma of butter and soy milk wafted out of the shop, and many people had already started salivating.

  "Zhang's Sweetheart Workshop is now officially open for business. Please follow the order, queue up and enter the store to enjoy a variety of delicious desserts we have prepared for you for free!"

  As the shop's doors opened, customers poured in like a tidal wave...

  ……

  An hour later.

  The store was forced to suspend business due to food being eaten and taken away by people until it was empty.

  Looking at the chaotic store, there were leftover pastry scraps everywhere, cream smeared on the wooden floor, and trampled into black blotches.

  There were even urine stains left by little kids in the store.

  Still dressed as Teddy Bear, Zhen Ming stood in the store, crying and laughing at the same time.

  What happened today made him understand a truth, that is, never use free trial marketing in a place where refugees are everywhere, beggars are in groups, and food and clothing have not been solved.

  "Haha, looks like our stuff is pretty good, it's all gone in an hour!" He dryly laughed.

  He took off the little white rabbit costume behind him, and angrily stuffed the little white rabbit headgear into Zhen Ming's arms: "You came up with this stupid idea, you clean it up yourself!"

  She is still resentful of the humiliating task assigned to her by Zhenming to entertain guests.

  Huan'er's eyes were slightly red around the rims, and her face looked wronged. She walked up and said: "Zhen Gege, can I not be a salesgirl anymore?"

  "What's wrong?"

  Xing'er walked forward, supporting Huan'er as she turned around, and Zhen Ming only then discovered that on Huan'er's white clothes, there were black handprints all over, especially on her buttocks, with at least a dozen or so handprints of varying sizes, including those of small children.

  It seems that some people see her looking pretty and slender, taking advantage of her when she's not paying attention to tease and flirt, and some kids learn from their example.

  At the moment of anger, he slapped the table and scolded loudly: "This group of low-quality, ill-mannered things! The poor heart has not been extinguished, and the lustful heart has risen again. Let me know which bastard bullied Huan'er's sister, I will strip him naked and hang him up to beat him, burn him with fire and scald him with water, and scrape his hair off!"

  "He roared, 'Huan'er sister, rest assured, from now on whoever dares to bully you again, tell Brother Zhen, Brother Zhen will beat one up! Starting tomorrow, we'll implement a VIP system, and anyone without our store's certification will not be allowed in. I finally understand what it means by the three teachings and nine streams, dragons and snakes mixed together... these bastards are simply third-rate, low-quality, and don't even deserve to be called that, they're worse than ants! They should be divided into upper, middle, and lower classes, they're just a bunch of maggots! Calling them maggots is an insult to maggots..."

  Unfortunately, Xing Er didn't respond to him at all, gave him a glance and took Huan Er upstairs with a wronged face, making him feel somewhat embarrassed, not knowing where his words were insincere.

  "Zhen brothers, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first. Congratulations on your opening, wishing you a thriving business and rolling wealth!" Zhuzi smiled and walked up to him, patting his shoulder.

  Zhenming bitterly turned his head, and with a grateful face looked at Zhu zi who had taken time out to come and support him, saying: "Zhu zi, thanks, if it wasn't for you, this shop really wouldn't have opened so quickly. I'll send the money for the glass window to the blacksmith's shop in two days."

  Zhuzi patted his shoulder and smiled: "No need, let's just consider it a opening gift from me, it's not worth much."

  "Will Wang Xuan no longer bother you?"

  "How dare he!" Zhuzi snorted coldly.

  Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and said: "The people should not fight with the officials, it's better to be careful."

  "Zhen brothers, I say you're a good guy, not petty or vengeful, just a bit too cautious. A scar on the head is nothing but a bowl-sized wound, what can he do to me? Let's have a drink together when we're free! Boss lady, business is booming! See you later!"

  "Be careful on your way, Brother Zhu." Zhang Shi smiled sweetly and saw him off at the door, watching as he left.

  After Zhu Zuo left, Sun Langzhong also went upstairs to study his medicinal formula, leaving only Zhen Mingshu and Zhang Shi in the store. Zhen Mingshu picked up a broom and began sweeping the dirty and disordered shop, complaining as he swept.

  Zhang sat on one side watching him, without showing any intention of helping.

  "Aren't you going to help?"

  Zhang shook his head: "Xing'er won't let me help you. She says whoever makes the mess should clean it up."

  Zhen's fate was bitter and speechless, Zhang Shi secretly smiled, paused for a moment, wanting to speak but stopping: "Young Master Zhen..."

  "Shut up and don't mention owing me anything again. If you really want to thank me, then marry me."

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