Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback
Chapter 173: Stealing Her Business

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Stealing Her Business

Qin Xiangnuan was already stifling frustration in her heart. If the other person wasn’t selling the same thing, she wouldn’t have been so angry, but this was essentially stealing the fruits of her labor. Now, it wasn’t about the money, but the unshakable irritation within her.

Mr. Sun’s suggested solution was still unknown to her, but she was determined to set up her stall tomorrow, not for Mr. Sun’s assurance, but for herself.

She wasn’t like she was in her past life—an introverted pushover, someone who didn’t dare to talk back or fight back when bullied. Everyone targets the easy marks, and in her previous life, she had been manipulated and squashed like dough. This life, she refused to be anyone’s dough to knead; she’d rather be a pancake—impossible to flatten no matter how hard you try.

She went back, sharpened her knives, and hurried to the market to buy vegetables. Then she prepared the dough. Before dawn, she was already up, stir-frying the vegetables and making the sauce. She pushed her tricycle to the usual spot; she refused to believe that her creations were inferior, that others could make anything tastier than hers.

Some things require the settling of time.

Like the food she sold, which would be very lucrative in the future, let alone in this era.

By the time she got there, it was still dark. Of course, her usual spot was empty. She parked her tricycle there and started making pancakes. Today, she would confront the person who got the spot through backdoor dealings.

"Hey, young lady, you’re here, eh? Still serving the same old patrons?" it was Zhui Feng, the uncle who always eat two pancakes every day.

"Yes, Uncle, do you want the scallion pancake again, same as usual?" Qin Xiangnuan greeted him with a warm smile, kindliness was always good for business.

"Of course," even Zhui Feng, always in a rush, cracked a smile, took a pancake, and bit right in, satisfied with the familiar flavor. "By the way, who was that selling here the day before yesterday and yesterday? Do you know them? I thought it was someone you know, watching your stand for you, but it wasn’t. Their pancakes tasted really...."

"That person..." Qin Xiangnuan covered the pan and continued making pancakes while speaking honestly, "The park management said I was affecting the park’s image, so they didn’t allow me to set up my stall. For two days I didn’t come, then I found someone had taken my spot, selling my pancakes. I was so upset, I just had to come back and set up again."

"Damn it, so that’s what happened," the uncle blurted out, startling Qin Xiangnuan. Realizing he had raised his voice too much, Zhui Feng then softened his tone, "I thought it was your stand yesterday, so I bought two, but they really tasted awful, couldn’t swallow a bite. Ended up getting sick for two days after getting home. The park is for everyone, what’s with this management, pulling something like this? I’m going to find that park manager; who’s responsible for my upset stomach?"

With that, he took his other pancake and walked off, eating as he went, clearly in a hurry, probably to find the park’s leadership.

To say that that vendor had no connection with the park’s insiders would be unbelievable to anyone.

She had braced herself for a tough fight, but things turned out to be odd. The person who took her spot never showed up, and it wasn’t until Mr. Sun came by, ordering a scallion pancake with tea, that he started to share his observations with Qin Xiangnuan, getting so emotional, the old man showed a rare childlike temper.