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Chapter 66

Chapter 66

MGASC -Chapter 66 Spoiling His Wife – How Much Brother Yue Dotes on You

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Lin Tianyue shoved Chen Gang lightly. “Hurry up and go. Don’t miss the morning market. Your sister-in-law’s been busy all morning—she should go back and get some extra sleep.”

“Got it! Sister-in-law, listen to him—Brother Yue really dotes on you.”

Zhang Qiao grumbled inwardly. Sleep my ass. He’s got me so worked up I’m wide awake.

She walked around to Chen Gang’s side. “It’s opening day. I’ll go with you.”

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As she spoke, she started climbing onto the truck.

Chen Gang hurriedly glanced at Lin Tianyue.

Lin Tianyue’s handsome face darkened. He strode over and grabbed Zhang Qiao. “Didn’t we agree? You cook the fish, Yingzi sells it. Don’t go getting involved.”

But Zhang Qiao said calmly, “Weren’t you worried it wouldn’t sell? Then all the more reason for me to go help Yingzi keep an eye on things.”

Lin Tianyue: “……”

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He really wanted to slap himself. Why did he have to run his mouth so early in the morning?

He’d been indulging her nonsense only because he didn’t want her in a bad mood. It was such a tiny thing—if he could go along with her, he would. Worst case, he’d just work a bit harder and help her cook the fish.

Who knew she’d take it this seriously?

Seeing she was determined to go, Lin Tianyue barked, “Stand there. Don’t move!”

Not caring that a friend was right there, he scooped her up with his strong arms and carefully set her onto the side seat of the truck. Then he turned back into the house, grabbed a cushion, and insisted on placing it under her bottom.

“Sit properly. You’re a daily source of worry.”

His forceful tone and actions made Zhang Qiao blush all over.

Chen Gang lowered his head, snickering.

Lin Tianyue noticed and shot him a look. “What’re you laughing at? This is all your fault!”

Chen Gang looked innocent. “Hey, Brother Yue, that’s not fair—”

Before he could finish, Lin Tianyue braced himself and climbed onto the truck too, reminding Lin Xun to stay home and watch his younger brothers.

Zhang Qiao eyed him in confusion. “You’re coming too?”

Lin Tianyue didn’t want to answer her—but couldn’t not answer either. With a sullen face, he said, “Can’t I go check out the market?”

“Sure, sure.” Zhang Qiao laughed, secretly pleased.

She knew exactly what he was thinking.

He was definitely going to watch them make fools of themselves—waiting for the fish not to sell so he’d have a reason to make her give up on this whole business.

When they reached the market, the fish Chen Gang lifted off the truck were still piping hot.

The moment the lid was opened, a rush of fresh fish aroma mixed with the distinctive sour scent burst out.

Passersby caught the smell and couldn’t help glancing toward Yingzi’s stall.

To promote this new noodle dish, Yingzi had even made a sign with big bold characters:
Sour Cabbage Fish Noodles — 0.2 yuan, all you can eat!

People found it novel and started discussing it.

“What kind of noodles are sour cabbage fish noodles? Sounds new.”

“No idea. Smells pretty good, though.”

“But that fishy smell’s so strong—can it really be tasty?”

“True. Let’s just go get the 0.15 yuan lamb offal noodles.”

Seeing the market getting busier, Yingzi hurried to the front of the stall and started shouting, “Sour cabbage fish noodles! Delicious and tangy sour cabbage fish! Only two mao a bowl—no limit on noodles, free refills if you’re not full! Come try it, come take a look! Guaranteed satisfaction—no scams here!”

Her voice was loud, her smile warm and enthusiastic.

At another breakfast stall not far away, Wang Yan’s mother saw this and immediately rolled up her sleeves, standing right in the middle of the road and bellowing with her raspy voice, “Fragrant beef noodles, lamb offal noodles, heluo noodles—everything’s just 0.15 yuan a bowl! Tasty and cheap, no fishy smell, no gaminess! Brother, come sit down! Sister, have a bowl of noodles! Oh, and we’ve got wontons too—thin skins, big fillings, all 0.15 yuan!”

To steal customers, Wang Yan’s mom went straight onto the main road to pull people in.

Anyone who passed by got tugged toward her stall, while she enthusiastically introduced all the noodle prices.

Over here it was 0.15 yuan; over there, 0.2 yuan.

Five fen was still money. In these times, people were frugal—after all, a whole month’s hard work only earned thirty or fifty yuan.

So most customers chose Wang Yan’s stall, even when Yingzi tried copying her by pulling people from the road. After comparing prices, they still went with the cheaper option.

After half a day of bustling around, not a single bowl sold. Furious, Yingzi slammed the rag in her hand onto the table.

“This is infuriating! They won’t even taste it. How would they know ours is better if they don’t try? Sure, 0.15 yuan is cheap, but cheap stuff isn’t good—who knows what kind of meat they’re using!”

Chen Gang had been shouting himself hoarse too, but the results were still disappointing.

Lin Tianyue knew business wasn’t easy, but he hadn’t expected the competition across the way to be this fierce—starting a price war right out of the gate.

This was malicious competition!

If other vendors followed suit and dropped prices, no one would make any money.

Originally, Lin Tianyue had come along hoping Zhang Qiao would give up once she saw how hard it was. But seeing the situation now—and the disappointment in her eyes—he couldn’t bear it.

“How about—”

Zhang Qiao shot him a glare. “Don’t say anything. I know you want to laugh at us! It’s only just started—don’t get happy too early.”

Lin Tianyue’s dark eyes sank. “What am I happy about? I sliced that fish myself, and I got up early to cook it with my own hands.”

Zhang Qiao fell silent.

That was true. Even though she’d barely lifted a finger, Lin Tianyue had worked his butt off all morning.

Just then, Lin Tianyue reached out and covered her fair little hand with his big one, giving the back of her hand a gentle pat. “Zhang Qiao, you’ve got to have some breadth of mind. Some grace. Don’t be small-minded. Open up your perspective, yeah?”

Zhang Qiao narrowed her almond eyes. Was he throwing her own words back at her?

Petty man!

Hmph!

She glared at him softly and swatted his hand away. “Lin Tianyue, you’re such a jerk!”

But oddly enough, after that jab, Zhang Qiao wasn’t depressed anymore.

She stood by the roadside for a while, watching Wang Yan’s parents smugly usher customers in and out, all while taking potshots at them.

Talking about how fish was cheap and fishy, how there was nothing good about it—only lamb and beef were real meat.

Pah!

Zhang Qiao’s rebellious streak was practically set ablaze.

She walked over to Yingzi with a bright smile. “Don’t lose heart. How about this—today, we make this whole pot a free tasting. Chen Gang, go get some small bowls. Anyone who passes by gets a little taste. If they like it, maybe they’ll come back tomorrow.”

Yingzi and Chen Gang stared, mouths forming perfect O’s. “This whole huge pot—for free? Wouldn’t that be a massive loss?”

“It’s just one pot of fish—how much could we lose? Chen Gang, think bigger! You can’t catch wolves if you won’t risk the bait!”

That was Lin Tianyue speaking. He was already on his feet, getting the tasting bowls ready.

Each serving was small: half a bowl of broth, a bit of vermicelli and vegetables, plus two slices of fish.

They pulled over a table and set it by the roadside.

He also told Yingzi to make a sign for Free Tasting.

Lin Tianyue’s execution was decisive—once he decided, he acted immediately. His actions warmed Zhang Qiao’s heart.

She explained to Yingzi, “It’s fine. On the first day, we earn less. New products need promotion—it costs money. Count this cost on me.”

Hearing that made Yingzi even more embarrassed.

Zhang Qiao was pregnant and still this proactive—and she was helping her. Yingzi had no excuse to stay upset. Besides, it was only the first day. What was there to rush?

So the slogan changed from “two mao a bowl” to “free tasting.” Standing by the roadside, Yingzi shouted even louder and more enthusiastically.

Thinking to herself: If you’re so capable, why don’t you give it away for free too? Let’s see who lasts longer!

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