CHAPTER 183: CHAPTER 183: SO DOMINEERING (SECOND UPDATE)

Mu Shuangshuang has never been the type to casually give things away or offer discounts when doing business.

The things she does usually have her own considerations and can generally bring business to herself.

The best strategy for doing business is word of mouth. She cultivates some quality customers to help spread the word for her.

Before long, the woman who had received the straw fan from Mu Shuangshuang really came back, followed by several women, their expressions a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

It’s clear they sincerely came to do business.

One of the women picked up a fan and said to Mu Shuangshuang, "Little girl, we were all recommended by acquaintances, we’ll each take two fans."

Mu Shuangshuang was not pretentious; since others had brought people to her, she naturally responded swiftly and acknowledged the favor. As for giving things away, she really didn’t.

A fan costs five coins. If she gave one to everyone, she wouldn’t be able to do business at all.

Fortunately, no one minded.

After paying, they took their fans and left.

This time, Mu Shuangshuang brought fifty-two straw fans from home. This woman and her friends bought twelve fans in one go. With this start to business, Mu Shuangshuang’s straw fans sold remarkably well, with hardly anyone complaining about the price.

After selling the last fan, Mu Shuangshuang breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that even though Mu Dashan has been bedridden with internal injuries for half a year, he now has a way to make money. He should be able to stay put now.

With everything sold, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng had some free time, so they wandered the streets together.

Thinking about how she had only ever seen ancient streets on TV before, now being able to roam in a real ancient market filled Mu Shuangshuang’s heart with excitement.

All the way, she strolled and stopped, taking in everything around her, finally stopping at a vendor’s stall selling women’s items.

Women’s jewelry, handkerchiefs, or sachets like silk flowers have always been popular items.

While standing by, Mu Shuangshuang observed several young women ask for prices and promptly pay, walking away happily with their purchases.

"Young lady, what are you looking for? Hairpins? Silk flowers, or handkerchiefs?"

The vendor, seeing Mu Shuangshuang standing for a while, took the initiative to ask her.

"How much is this sachet?" Mu Shuangshuang curiously pointed at a sachet embroidered with a lotus flower.

"The one you’re pointing at is eight coins each, and there’s another type for twelve coins. The main difference lies in the embroidery and material of the sachet," the vendor explained honestly.

But to Mu Shuangshuang, the so-called differences seemed negligible.

The sachets weren’t finely crafted, and the material wasn’t particularly soft, falling far short compared to Yu Si Niang’s craftsmanship.

"Can this sachet repel mosquitoes?" Mu Shuangshuang wasn’t really fond of fragrant things.

It was just that there were too many mosquitoes at home. When she went out to the outhouse or bathed at night, she didn’t know how much blood had been drawn by the mosquitoes. If the sachet had special effects, it would be worthwhile.

"Young girl, are you joking with me? Sachets are for emitting fragrance from your body, not for driving away mosquitoes. If that were the case, these sachets would be too cheap," the vendor replied with some annoyance, perhaps due to years of dealing with women’s goods and not considering Mu Shuangshuang, in her attire, someone with money, and so not as approachable as with other customers.

Mu Shuangshuang wasn’t angry. Buying things is just like that. If she meets a vendor with a good attitude, she’ll buy some things happily. If not, she’ll just ignore them.

Lu Yuanfeng glanced at the vendor and suddenly said, "Shuangshuang, it’s not impossible for sachets to repel mosquitoes. This person says they can’t, but that’s just because he doesn’t have the skill. When we get back, I’ll make one for you."

"Hey, what do you mean by that? I don’t have the skill?" The vendor rolled up his sleeves and jumped out.

"I see you two shameless paupers have no money to buy. If you don’t have money, just get lost!"

The vendor’s insult angered Mu Shuangshuang, and she said, "Since you opened a business, when a customer asks, you should answer. Besides the mockery, to attack someone, how can people still come to buy from someone like you?

In my opinion, the cost of your sachets is no more than two coins each. The so-called good embroidery and material, any clear-eyed person knows, are just of average quality."

"You... you... you’re spouting nonsense! If you keep slandering me, I’ll kill you!"

The vendor’s face turned slightly red, his secret so easily revealed, he couldn’t let it go.

As he spoke, he pulled out a wrist-thick wooden stick from behind the stall and swung it in Mu Shuangshuang’s direction.

Lu Yuanfeng stepped forward, kicked the wooden stick out of the vendor’s hand, and with a strong grip, seized the vendor’s right hand holding the stick.

Immediately, the vendor let out a scream, and Lu Yuanfeng’s face remained cold as he applied more force.

"What are you doing? Ouch... let go of me," the vendor exclaimed in pain, his expression pale and his features contorted from the pain.

"Apologize to Shuangshuang!" Lu Yuanfeng’s icy gaze locked on the vendor like a demon from hell, fearing no one.

The vendor instantly cowered, pleading with Mu Shuangshuang, "Miss, I’m sorry, please let me go. I’m the pauper, I’m the shameless one... I..."

The person in front of her cried with snot and tears, but Mu Shuangshuang was unmoved.

People around were either watching the commotion or gloating.

This vendor, considered one of the more profitable ones on this street, always treated surrounding vendors with contempt.

Over time, people had grievances against him, but since they all peddled in the same area, no one confronted him.

Now with Lu Yuanfeng standing up to teach him a lesson, people were happy to be bystanders and watch the spectacle.

When the vendor’s face turned ashen and he was on the verge of fainting from the pain, Mu Shuangshuang finally spoke.

"I won’t hold this against you, but in the future, when doing business, you better not dehumanize people.

If you don’t want to sell to others, then don’t. But if you dare humiliate anyone again, I won’t forgive you!"

After admonishing him, Lu Yuanfeng released his grip.

Freed, the vendor didn’t even bother with his injured hand and quickly packed his things, fleeing while cursing.

"You two little bastards, just wait, I’ll definitely get my revenge," he shouted as he ran.

Lu Yuanfeng clenched his fist and was about to chase after him but was pulled back by Mu Shuangshuang.

"Let it go, don’t chase desperate dogs. He’s just boasting to save face," Mu Shuangshuang said, finally calming Lu Yuanfeng’s expression as he agreed with her.

"Let’s go and continue shopping," Mu Shuangshuang suggested.