Running a Food Stall to Support My Deceptive Omega - Chapter 33.3

A lamb of over ten catties couldn’t be finished in one meal by the two of them.

By the time she had worked until near evening, the two had their second meal using this lamb. Finally, they had finished almost all of the half lamb, leaving only some scraps.

After finishing the evening meal, they continued to go to the Night Market street to set up their stall.

Rong Heng was in a very good mood. She chattered to Mu Jinyu the whole night, her articulation clear and smooth, and she didn’t deliberately speak in single words.

This also kept Mu Jinyu smiling throughout the evening.

Another two or three days passed. More and more people came to their small stall to eat Knocked-Fish Noodles and fish cakes because of their reputation.

Mu Jinyu then brought all the tables and stools Rong Heng had brought back to the small stall so that more diners would have seats.

Her place gradually became the most popular spot on the entire Night Market street.

Along with her, the businesses of the small stalls around her—except for the pastry stall—all improved to a higher level.

Some small stall owners were muttering, “Can’t keep up with the work, can’t keep up with the work,” but the smiles on their faces couldn’t be hidden at all; they felt extremely gratified in their hearts.

When they met Mu Jinyu, they not only greeted her proactively and kindly but would even send her some food they had made themselves.

Mu Jinyu, who had been craving it for a long time, was also pleasantly surprised, thinking to herself that she could finally enjoy the delicacies of the Night Market street!

But where there was happiness, there was naturally unhappiness.

For instance, the pastry stall that happened to be set up right next to Mu Jinyu’s.

Boss Zhang’s stall had completely lost its business. Even if he stayed at the stall the whole night, he was just wasting his time; there was simply nothing to do.

Moreover, the cost of making pastries was not low. If he didn’t open for business for several days, that silver would be flowing out like water; the loss was not just a little bit.

Boss Zhang became more and more agitated. He stopped maintaining appearances and started constantly finding trouble for Mu Jinyu.

One moment it was that Mu Jinyu’s tables and stools were placed too far over, and the next it was that Mu Jinyu’s side was too noisy, affecting his business.

He also said that the queue in front of Mu Jinyu’s small cart was too long, blocking the entire Night Market street so that not a drop of water could leak through, and that she didn’t consider others’ feelings at all.

Mu Jinyu didn’t bother to argue with him. If the tables and stools were too far over, she would place them more compactly. If it was too noisy, she would try her best to have her customers speak more quietly.

As for the queue being too long, this was indeed a problem that gave Mu Jinyu a bit of a headache.

As her business became more and more popular, the number of people queuing in front of her small cart also increased.

Sometimes, just as she had set up the stall, the queue was already very long. It would soon block the Night Market street and cause congestion.

This wasn’t good; over time, it would always provoke resentment, and perhaps it would even lead to some trouble.

Mu Jinyu thought she had to resolve this problem quickly, but she hadn’t thought of a good solution for the time being.

But Boss Zhang was looking for trouble on purpose; he wouldn’t consider whether Mu Jinyu was resolving the problem or not.

He heard from somewhere that someone had originally told Mu Jinyu about the relationship between himself and the other Knocked-Fish Noodle stall.

That was why Mu Jinyu had started to target him, making it so he had no business.

Hearing this, a fire of anger flared up in Boss Zhang’s heart!

He felt that if he didn’t retaliate, he would be getting bullied for nothing!

He found his distant nephew, who was the owner of the other stall selling Knocked-Fish Noodles, and told him that the stolen tables and stools had now appeared at Mu Jinyu’s stall.

When the nephew heard this, a wave of anger also rose in his heart!

The business at his stall had not been good to begin with, and after the tables and stools were stolen, no one came to eat anymore, causing him to lose too much silver; he was almost unable to stay open!

Thinking about it, this was all Mu Jinyu’s doing!

The two of them schemed together and planned to bury the stoves of Mu Jinyu and that loose-tongued person with soil.

These stoves were public property; they didn’t dare to commit sabotage openly and only dared to use these underhanded tricks to cause trouble for Mu Jinyu.

As long as they could make Mu Jinyu overwhelmed and unable to attend to her business, that would be good.

After having planned it this way, in the early hours of that day, after all the stall owners on the Night Market street had finished their work and gone home, these two men carried two large buckets of soil to Mu Jinyu’s and the stall opposite Mu Jinyu’s.

They filled their own soil into the stoves, and even brought two more buckets of water to pour into the stoves filled with soil.

They also pressed the soil firmly.

In this way, the stoves wouldn’t be broken, but they would be quite a bit of trouble to clean. The dried soil would solidify in the stoves, and it would take a lot of effort to clean them thoroughly.

And because water had entered the stoves, they would be damp no matter what. Even if Mu Jinyu finished cleaning the mud from the stoves, the stoves couldn’t be used for a while.

The two men were dripping with sweat from the work. After finishing, they couldn’t help but look at each other and laugh heartily.

They were just waiting for Mu Jinyu to suffer the next day!

Mu Jinyu, of course, didn’t know anything about what had happened. She was still at home telling Rong Heng to stop calling her Wife-Lord.

She had clearly told Rong Heng her name.

But Rong Heng would still call her Wife-Lord from time to time, and sometimes she even called her ‘Goldfish Wife-Lord’.

It made everyone on the Night Market street know that Rong Heng wasn’t her relative at all, but an external mistress she didn’t want to take responsibility for!

Mu Jinyu truly had no way to explain herself clearly.

However, because the two of them had such an ‘indescribable relationship’, and plus both Mu Jinyu and Rong Heng were actually quite good people.

Even if everyone on the Night Market street knew their relationship wasn’t proper, they didn’t bring it to the surface and only whispered behind their backs.

This made it so Mu Jinyu had nowhere to even explain!

The next day.

After being busy during the day, at night, she again brought Rong Heng to the Night Market street, preparing to start business.

And in front of her stall, truly, even before it was dark, a queue had formed early. Some people were even queuing on behalf of others, earning a bit of hard-earned money from it.

Who would have thought that after Mu Jinyu had set everything up and was preparing to start the fire to boil water for the noodles, she discovered her stove seemed to be blocked.

Looking again, Rong Heng’s side was also blocked!

Mu Jinyu, who had been happy just a moment ago, frowned, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

She took a wooden stick to poke into the stove, and many clumps of mud fell out.

It really wasn’t good; it looked like it had been blocked maliciously by someone.

What should she do now?

Just as Mu Jinyu was worrying, a commotion also came from the stall opposite hers. Listening carefully, it was actually also about the stove being blocked by clumps of mud.

This made Mu Jinyu instantly realize that someone might have deliberately targeted her and the stall owner opposite her.

Who it was, naturally, went without saying.

Mu Jinyu looked toward Boss Zhang nearby and saw that the triumphant smile on Boss Zhang’s face couldn’t be suppressed.

He was simply a petty man who had succeeded—both foolish and wicked.

While she and Rong Heng worked together to get the mud clumps out of the stove, she thought about how she could get even.

Should she also take some soil and seal Boss Zhang’s stove?

But Boss Zhang sold pastries and didn’t need the stove at the stall at all; sealing it wouldn’t be useful.

On the other hand, the other stall selling Knocked-Fish Noodles would use the stove.

But recently, the business at that stall was almost at an end; even throughout the night, they didn’t use the stove even once.

Presumably, sealing the stove would have no impact on them either.

The more Mu Jinyu thought, the angrier she became in her heart.

It really was a case of those with nothing to lose not fearing those who had something. They had seen that she needed to use the stove all night, so they had done this.

And there was also the stall opposite her—that stall sold plain pancakes and meat pancakes.

On the entire Night Market street, there were many stalls selling pancakes.

The business at the opposite stall could only be said to be so-so, but recently, as the people coming to her stall to buy food had increased, some people who waited too long couldn’t help but first buy some food at other stalls to line their stomachs.

Therefore, the business at the pancake stall opposite her had been exceptionally good recently, and their use of the stove couldn’t be stopped.

She didn’t expect that the other party, after kindly reminding her once, would suffer misfortune along with her.

After Mu Jinyu and Rong Heng had cleared more than half of the mud clumps from the stove, she reached in and felt that it was somewhat damp inside; clearly, water had entered.

In this way, even if all the mud clumps were cleared, the stove couldn’t be used.

Mu Jinyu let out a sigh, her whole face darkening. She had never been as angry as she was now.

Rong Heng was even angrier; her hand was already clenched into a fist, throwing a few punches into the air while muttering, “Don’t want to endure it anymore, don’t want to endure it anymore.”

She wasn’t clear exactly who had done this, but she thought in her heart: if she found out, she would definitely chop the person into meat paste!

The stove couldn’t be used. Mu Jinyu took a few deep breaths to stabilize her emotions first.

She had to give a clear account to the diners who had come specifically, and she had to think of a way to compensate them.

After a moment’s thought, she stood up and said to the queuing diners with incomparable apology, “Sorry, everyone, there’s a problem at the stall. The stove specifically for starting the fire has been sealed by some petty person, and we can’t sell Knocked-Fish Noodles today.”

“Thank you for waiting here; it’s entirely a problem with the stall that has wasted everyone’s time today.”

She bowed to everyone waiting in front of her stall and continued, “Once this matter is resolved, our stall will specifically set aside one night to sell Knocked-Fish Noodles at a cheaper price.”

“At that time, a small bowl will only be four wen, and a large bowl only eight wen.”

She had had a setback here, causing all the diners waiting to eat to waste their time. If it wasn’t handled well, it might affect her reputation.

It was better to specifically take one night’s time for a twenty-percent-off sale. Not only could she apologize to everyone, but she could also let everyone enjoy a discount, giving them a better impression of her stall.

It could be considered gaining a good reputation.

She repeated the news about the discount several times to ensure everyone present knew and asked everyone to help spread the word so that those who came later would also know.

Only then did she continue, “Customers who want to buy Knocked-Fish Noodles don’t need to queue anymore. Come next time; I’ll give you a practical price next time.”

“Customers who want to buy fish cakes, please queue at the front; fish cakes will be sold normally.”

Fish cakes were unlike Knocked-Fish Noodles; she steamed the fish cakes in advance at home and moved them to the small cart to sell.

Except for the fact that without a stove, the fish cakes would become cold later on, there was no other impact.

Therefore, after speaking, Mu Jinyu and Rong Heng stood behind the fish cake cart, planning to sell out today’s fish cakes first.

As for the Knocked-Fish Noodles, it could only be considered a loss.

Hearing these words she spoke, a considerable commotion occurred among the crowd gathered in front of her small cart.

No one had expected that they would encounter such a thing; was someone actually maliciously committing sabotage?

Everyone discussed what to do with the people around them.

Some people had specifically not eaten their evening meal, waiting on the Night Market street just to have a bite of the Knocked-Fish Noodles made by Mu Jinyu.

But now, their stomachs were still incredibly hungry, yet they had no way to get food!

To whom could they complain!

Who exactly was so damnable! To make it so none of them could eat!

Several people couldn’t get over their anger and started to curse the person who had sealed Mu Jinyu’s stove—cutting off people’s food path, they would have a miserable death!

Several people felt that since the Knocked-Fish Noodles couldn’t be bought, they might as well buy more fish cakes to satisfy their cravings.

Thinking this way, the people gathered in front of Mu Jinyu’s stall essentially didn’t decrease; they all queued at the fish cake stall and began to buy fish cakes.

The fish cake business was actually better than before; it sold extremely fast, and in a short while, a whole steamer was sold out.

And Boss Zhang, who was gloating at his own stall, thinking that Mu Jinyu would definitely be so anxious she would be overwhelmed, not knowing how to handle the matter of the stove being sealed.

Now, however, he couldn’t laugh at all.

He hadn’t expected that Mu Jinyu could not be affected by this matter and could even continue doing business with a good temper.

Was she a normal person?

Was she not angry at all?