My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 118 - 119: Listen to the Wife’s Words_1

I have to say, Qiao Duo’er’s guess was very accurate.

They wanted to sell pig intestines, but who would clean them?

With Li Clan pregnant, she couldn’t stand the smell of pig intestines, and Tan Zenzhong certainly wouldn’t do such a thing. Zhou Clan would be able to clean them, but she was unwilling to do so because of the wage dispute.

So that set of pig intestines was still hanging in the well at this moment.

There was no way to sabotage their stew today.

But well, there were other ways to deal with them.

Qiao Duo’er narrowed her eyes and immediately shouted, "Discount on stewed dishes! Selling them off and then going home!"

After all, she had only a little left, not aiming to make a profit, just wanting to sell out quickly.

But it was different for Third Brother Tan’s stall, they had just arrived, and if they started discounting from the beginning, how could they withstand that?

If they lowered their prices, wouldn’t all the customers go to them? Originally, Qiao Duo’er’s stall had more customers!

No way, they also had to lower their prices!

And they had to lower them more than Qiao Duo’er!

Tan Zhenghong asked indulgently, "How much Wen per jin do you plan to drop the price by?"

Qiao Duo’er gestured with her hands, and Tan Zhenghong also followed suit in shouting, "Stewed meat discount, dropping Ten Wen Money per jin, come and buy!"

"Is it nice to trick your brother like that?"

Qiao Duo’er raised an eyebrow, this way they’d end up busy for nothing today as well.

Tan Zhenghong said carelessly, "Didn’t you write me a Relationship Termination Letter? Besides, I don’t have a brother like that, it’s embarrassing!"

Qiao Duo’er nodded in approval, "That’s a decent realization."

"Of course, I only follow my wife’s lead," he said.

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Watching the two whispering to each other, Sun Erhu felt ten thousand points of distress!

He better just stick to selling his goods!

"Delicious stewed meat for sale at a discounted price, not much left, hurry up, come and buy, or even just to try!" Sun Erhu shouted with all his might.

Could he say they only had about half a jin of pig’s knuckles and one stewed pig’s trotter left?

Even if they were given away, Qiao Duo’er certainly wouldn’t be heartbroken.

Soon, the shouting came from Third Brother Tan’s stall too.

"Stewed meat discount sale, dropping Ten Wen per jin! Come take a look, come buy!" Third Brother Tan also started to call out.

But Qiao Duo’er had Sun Erhu pack up and head home just after a few shouts, leaving Third Brother Tan with a cryptic smile.

Her message: Fool, you’ve been duped!

It was only after Qiao Duo’er left that he realized he wasn’t going to make any money today either!

You can shout about lowering prices and lower them freely, but when you want to go back to the original price, others won’t be happy about it.

"Mother, stop shouting nonsense, do you still want to make money or not!" Li Clan pulled on Zhou Clan, who had just dropped another Ten Wen Money, they were almost at the point of losing their initial investment!

Zhou Clan also came to her senses and complained, "That sister-in-law of yours is too ruthless, deliberately setting us up!"

"Mother, stop talking, I’m so annoyed!"

Li Clan said impatiently, how could they continue to do business like this? If they didn’t lower the price, they certainly wouldn’t sell, but what’s the point of lowering it if they’re not making any money!

Seeing Zhou Clan’s displeased face, Tan Zenzhong hurriedly added, "Wife, don’t be anxious, let’s wait a while longer to sell. Who will know we discounted by then?"

"Are you silly? Look, it’s getting dark, wait any longer and everyone will have gone home. Who will buy then? Hurry up and shout, drop it by Eight Wen per jin!"

Li Clan expressed disdainfully, dropping by Eight Wen Money would still leave them with a bit of profit.

Tan Zenzhong looked at the sky, realizing it was indeed not early. He didn’t dare to delay any longer and immediately began calling out for customers.

But even so, by the time it was dark, there were still two to three jin of meat unsold.