Rebirth: I Am Not the Movie Queen This Time-Chapter 25: Expanding the Business

After stepping out, Bai Zhixi asked with concern, "Chuchu, who was the man talking to you just now? Is he from the hotel?"

Wan Chu’er replied vaguely, "Sort of, he asked about our pickled cucumbers, and I let him try some at the hotel."

"Oh, then I hope he likes them. We should hurry back home, we still have half left to deliver," Bai Zhixi said.

"Mhm."

The two of them then successfully delivered the rest of the pickled cucumbers, with only three houses not paying on the spot and the rest paying up.

Upon returning home, Bai Zhixi counted the money to find they had thirty-nine yuan in total.

Bai Zhixi said with a smile, "If we could earn this much every day, that would be wonderful. It’s so much more than what we make from shoe repair."

Wan Chu’er felt inspired and took the opportunity to say, "Mom, with your culinary skills, our pickled cucumber business can continue. In the future, we won’t just sell in Wutong County, we can sell to the other surrounding counties too. Once we open up the market, business will definitely be better than today, so why not stop the shoe repair stall and focus on making pickles in the days to come?"

Blinking, Bai Zhixi hesitated and said, "I don’t know how the pickled cucumber business will fare in the future. Setting up the shoe repair stall brings in at least ten yuan every day, and we don’t make pickles every day, so I still..."

The pickled cucumber business was uncertain for Bai Zhixi, and she worried it might not go well in the future. She didn’t want to give up the shoe repair, but seeing her daughter’s displeasure, she felt torn.

Knowing the matter wouldn’t be easy to resolve, Wan Chu didn’t press the issue further and aimed to clarify everything today, so she changed the subject.

"Mom, the other day I only visited half of the restaurants in the county. Tomorrow is Sunday, let’s visit some more and see if there are other restaurants interested in our pickled cucumbers."

Although Bai Zhixi had doubts about whether she could manage it, when her daughter suggested it, she readily agreed, "Okay."

Her daughter was still in high school; if she could handle it, Bai Zhixi was sure she could too. She encouraged herself silently.

Wan Chu’er could see the insecurity and lack of confidence in Bai Zhixi’s eyes but said nothing. After dinner, she went to her room, took out paper and a pen, and swiftly wrote on a sheet.

After finishing, she took the written document and went to find Bai Zhixi.

"Mom, take a look at this. These are the words I used to promote our pickled cucumbers when I visited the restaurants. You can say them like this tomorrow; if a restaurant isn’t interested, there’s no need to insist, just courteously say sorry for the bother and leave. If we go from one to the next, even just one success out of ten would be good for us," Wan Chu’er explained patiently to Bai Zhixi.

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhixi’s heart lightened, and a smile spread involuntarily across her face, "Chuchu, you’re right. We’re not forcing them to cooperate. With these words you’ve written, I feel much more confident."

That night, they searched through their things and found a few canning jars, filling them all with pickled cucumbers and several other kinds of pickles.

Thinking about all the places they needed to visit tomorrow, Wan Chu’er felt the jars wouldn’t be enough. Seeing Bai Zhixi busy, she immediately put on a jacket and went out, then bought five more jars from a nearby grocery store, including those for oranges, pears, apples, and yellow peaches.

Seeing all the jars on the table, Bai Zhixi was taken aback for a moment: "Chuchu, why did you buy so many jars?"

Just looking, she knew they cost a fair bit of money and felt the pinch, yet she didn’t want to criticize her daughter.

Wan Chu’er smiled and said, "We need to prepare more pickles so that more restaurants can taste our products."

"You should have told me earlier; it’s just a few jars. There was no need to go out and buy them. I could have walked around to our neighbors and gathered enough for you," bemoaned Bai Zhixi. "Next time, don’t act so rashly. Discuss with me first, and we might save a lot of money."

Wan Chu’er laughed and said, "I’ve already bought them, and I’ll tell you about it later."

Bai Zhixi, obviously feeling pained and wanting to speak out, nevertheless forcefully held back, which made Wan Chu’er both amused and distressed. Unable to resist, she said:

"Mom, I will definitely earn a lot of money in the future, so you can buy whatever you want and go wherever you wish."

Having heard this, Bai Zhixi smiled and said, "Good, but right now you’re a high school student, and the college entrance exam is just over a year away, so your current mission is to study hard and get into a good university."

"Sure, don’t worry."

Wan Chu’er then left the rest of the tasks to Bai Zhixi and went back to her room to study.

While Wan Chu’er was diligently writing, Bai Zhixi carefully came in with a bowl of canned food.

"Chuchu, you eat these canned foods."

Wan Chu’er quickly stopped Bai Zhixi, "Mom, I don’t like these, you should eat them. If you can’t finish, you can give some to our neighbors."

Having experienced times of material abundance, Wan Chu’er had long ago lost interest in such snacks, feeling no desire to taste the canned food.

Bai Zhixi reproached her, "These are good things, Mom has saved them for you to eat slowly."

"Mom, I really don’t like eating them..." It took a lot of effort to explain before Bai Zhixi truly believed that her daughter didn’t like canned food. She looked regretful as she took the canned food back out unchanged.

That night, Wan Chu’er still studied until midnight before turning off the lights to rest.

The next day, she woke up at 5:30 am, memorized an English text and a piece of classical Chinese poetry before getting up.

After breakfast, she and Bai Zhixi went to the vegetable market and bought a big load of vegetables. As the weather was getting colder, there were fewer cucumbers on the market, so they bought a hundred kilograms of cucumbers in one go, nearly purchasing all the cucumbers the market had.

After returning home and sorting things out briefly, the two set off with the pickled vegetables packed the night before.

Wan Chu’er went to the north of the city, while Bai Zhixi went to Southern City.

Before parting, Wan Chu’er, concerned about Bai Zhixi, once again instructed, "Mom, don’t feel inferior and in need, this is a win-win situation. If they don’t want it, it’s their loss, so don’t insist."

Bai Zhixi laughed and replied, "I know, don’t worry. I’m a grown-up and I know how to handle it."

After running around for half a day, Wan Chu’er completed her visits to the restaurants in the north of the city, securing deals with five of them. Not being greedy, she decided to return home.

By the time she finished preparing lunch, Bai Zhixi came back with a delighted expression on her face.

As soon as she entered the door, she couldn’t wait to tell Wan Chu’er, "Chuchu, do you know which hotel Mom secured a deal with?"

Without waiting for her daughter to respond, she eagerly said, "It’s the Jinghua Hotel, the most luxurious and largest hotel in our Wutong County." free𝑤ebnovel.com

Wan Chu’er was startled upon hearing this and, after her initial surprise, she felt skeptical, suspecting that this may have something to do with the rich second generation, Manager Bai. Despite her doubts, she maintained a calm demeanor, showing an impressed and happy appearance, continuing to listen to Bai Zhixi talk.