In fact, Fang's wife could be regarded as a strange woman.
She usually looked like a simple peasant woman, but when she beat up Old Fang, she immediately became a heroine of the generation. Li Yi could feel the thick murderous aura from her even from afar.
Although Lao Fang seemed to be troubled by something today, there were no bruises on his face. Presumably, it wasn't because of his fierce wife at home.
Fang shook his head, indicating that he got along well with his wife at home today, and sat down next to Li Yi.
"Then there is something wrong with the tanghulu business." Li Yi slapped a mosquito that had just landed on his arm and said, "What's wrong? Are there already many people on the street who are imitating our candied haws?"
"How did you know?"
Fang suddenly jumped up from the ground and looked at Li Yi in surprise, as if he had seen a ghost.
Li Yi flicked away the dead mosquito in his hand and pointed to the front. Fang looked in the direction of his finger and saw several people carrying tanghulu on their shoulders passing by. When passing by, they looked at Li Yi and Fang a few times, and there was no lack of complacency on their faces.
"Bah!"
Fang spat at the backs of these people and scolded, "Shameless guys. This idea was obviously the son-in-law's idea. Why did they also sell tanghulu?"
If there was a patent in this world, Fang would have long been unable to help but go to the government to sue them.
These people were the direct descendants of Liu's family. At first, they looked down on Fang and the others for not doing the right thing and taking the crooked way to sell tanghulu. But later, they saw that their lives were getting richer and richer, and even found that Fang's children had become stronger after a few days. Only then did they realize that what Fang and the others were doing was really a money-making job!
No one would say no to money. Those who had secretly despised Fang and the others before began to imitate them in a few days and began to sell tanghulu.
The method of making tanghulu was really simple, and one could understand it with a few glances. Therefore, there were several tanghulu workshops in the stockade overnight.
Although they did not learn some of Li Yi's unique skills, it would not affect them too much if their taste was a little worse.
Fang was extremely resentful of their shameless behavior.
But he could only be angry. After all, there was no law in the Jing Kingdom that clearly prohibited them from selling tanghulu, which was also what made Fang depressed.
"I'm afraid that they are not the only ones who imitate them, right?" Li Yi asked again.
Fang looked at Li Yi with a surprised look again. He knew what was going on in the world without going out. He felt that Li Yi was more and more mysterious. He nodded and said, "Since a few days ago, there have been more people selling tanghulu on the street. Previously, we could sell all of our tanghulu in less than two hours. But today, after shouting for a whole day, there are still half of them left."
The tanghulu business carried Fang's lofty dream, beautiful wives, and a big house. Now, his hope was mercilessly extinguished just as it sprouted. The bitterness was really indescribable.
Such a situation was not out of Li Yi's expectation. On the contrary, these things were all within his expectations.
Never underestimate the ability of human beings to imitate, not to mention the tanghulu business, which did not require much technical content. After seeing the business opportunity, it was not strange that so many people would follow the trend.
Li Yi did not intend to do the tanghulu business for the rest of his life. But so far, there was still a lot of profit in this area. He looked up at the man surnamed Fang, sighed and said, "Fang, how many times have I said that you can't do things recklessly. You have to use your brain. Not only can you not marry a beautiful concubine, but you also can't buy a big house for the rest of your life …"
Fang's face turned red. He looked around and did not find his wife. He glared and said, "Who wants to marry a concubine? My wife is enough!"
It seemed that it was impossible to count on Fang to use his brain to think of a solution. Li Yi waved to him helplessly and said, "Come here. Next, you have to do this …"
Fang was overjoyed and hurriedly put his ear to it.
After a while, Fang looked at Li Yi with a dull face and could not say a word for a long time.
Looking at Li Yi and then at himself, Fang began to have a question in his heart.
They were all born and raised by their parents, but why was there such a big difference between them?
"I think … the son-in-law is not a good person …"
Thinking of what Li Yi had said to him just now, Fang gave Li Yi a thumbs-up with admiration.
"Get out!"
Li Yi kicked Fang's butt. "Even when this guy praises people … he is so unique!"
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In the next few days, many people in the stockade had already taken selling tanghulu as their main business.
However, after a few days, everyone found that the tanghulu business was getting more and more difficult.
There was no other reason than the number of vendors selling tanghulu increased day by day.
They could be seen on every street in Qing 'an Prefecture. Under such fierce competition and the fact that their candied haws weren't that outstanding, their business naturally worsened. In the end, they could only sell a few skewers a day …
Then, at some unknown time, the number of vendors selling tanghulu suddenly decreased at an alarming rate. This was because they could no longer buy hawthorn fruits!
When they asked the hawthorn peddlers, they learned that just a few days ago, all the hawthorn in the entire Qing 'an prefectural city had been bought by someone at a low price. In other words, they wouldn't be able to find hawthorn to make candied haws in the short term!
This situation did not continue for long. Just two days later, a few hawthorn vendors suddenly appeared in the city. Naturally, it quickly caused a commotion among the crowd.
Although the price of these hawthorn fruits was more than three times higher than before, after they were made into tanghulu, there was still a certain amount of profit to be made.
The crowd cursed the simple and honest looking men in their hearts for first stocking up and then taking the opportunity to raise the price of the hawthorn fruits. However, they could only grit their teeth and buy.
After all, this was already the only place in the city that sold hawthorn fruits …
However, because of this, the competition between these people also increased. Ever since the first person began to lower the price in order to sell more, the price of tanghulu plummeted until one copper coin could buy a skewer of tanghulu. The profits in this business had also reached a freezing point.
It was also at this time that a new type of tanghulu suddenly appeared in the city and once again caused a rush to buy it.
The raw material of this tanghulu was not hawthorn, but fresh, seasonal fruit. It was cut into small pieces, coated with icing sugar, and then skewered. It was even more delicious than the tanghulu made from hawthorn.
This type of Liu's tanghulu quickly opened up a market in Qing 'an prefecture. Those who were observant noticed that the first tanghulu to appear in the city came from the hands of these people.
And in terms of taste, their tanghulu was a notch better than the other vendors'.
This was a kind of brand effect. Even though there were others who imitated the new style of candied haws, it was difficult for them to pose a threat to the Liu family's candied haws. Their simple and honest faces seemed to have become the symbol of authentic candied haws in Qing'an Prefecture.
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Creak!
Li Yi had just finished teaching the naughty children. Not long after he returned home, the door to the small courtyard was pushed open from the outside. Fang and a few men walked in with smiles on their faces.
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