Chapter 22: I'll Show You My Skills
Chapter 22: I'll Show You My Skills
At first, it sounded a bit unbelievable.
But upon careful consideration, it was the truth.
The area under the Wild Wolf Gang's control was just this big, and it was unlikely that these thugs didn't know each other.
He had consecutively injured two groups of people, first fighting two against one, and then three against one. In the latter instance, he even severely injured one of them.
When the other thugs heard this news, they would undoubtedly think that he was a skilled stick fighter who didn't hold back.
Therefore, aside from the Wild Wolf Gang and the Martial Arts Academy members on the street, these thugs also considered him an untouchable opponent.
As he realized all this, Jiang Cheng's heart was filled with mixed emotions.
Ever since he crossed over, he had been worried about encountering thugs and robberies on his way back.
But now, he barely needed to worry anymore, even if he returned after dark, there were hardly any thugs daring enough to block his path.
This was good news.
Yet, he also felt a bit disappointed.
Because he had lost an opportunity to make quick money.
These thugs didn't carry much cash, but they did have small change, a few hundred yuan at most. With one robbery, he could get his hands on two to three hundred yuan, which was almost ten pounds of pork.
"Forget it, my roasted sweet potato skills are pretty good too. I can make two to three hundred a day without taking any risks. As for robbing these thugs, it sounds good on paper, but constantly walking by the river will eventually get your shoes wet. What if something happens one day?"
Jiang Cheng quickly adjusted his mindset.
He was indeed proficient with the short stick, but to be honest, he was only at the Proficiency level, similar to those who had trained for a year. It wouldn't be good to get too cocky.
First, he would rely on selling sweet potatoes to gather the three thousand yuan he needed to pay next month.
At the same time, he would also practice with the short stick, aiming to raise his Proficiency to the highest level.
This way, even when facing the Wild Wolf Gang's top fighters, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
Furthermore, there were those bastards from the Dragonstride Martial Arts Academy a few days ago.
He was a petty person, and he believed in returning favors and settling grudges. He would definitely find an opportunity to beat them up!
He arrived home safely, and as usual, the grandma asked if he encountered any dangers on his way back.
Jiang Cheng shook his head with a smile and pushed the cart into the house, asking:
"Grandma, guess how much I sold today?"
The grandma was stunned.
"I sold over four hundred today!"
"!"
The grandma's mouth hung open, and she asked, "How much? Over four hundred?"
"Yes, over four hundred!"
Jiang Cheng repeated, taking out over a hundred yuan in change from his pocket and placing it on the table.
Then, he opened the oil drum and lifted out the sweet potatoes inside.
The grandma held her breath.
There were over a hundred pounds of sweet potatoes in the cart, and at three yuan per pound, that was over three hundred yuan.
Adding the over a hundred yuan in cash on the table, it totaled to over four hundred.
The grandma couldn't believe her eyes.
She had sold sweet potatoes for decades, and her best day only sold over sixty sweet potatoes, barely reaching four hundred yuan.
Today, Jiang Cheng sold over four hundred?
"Xiao Cheng, how did you sell so many today?"
Her lips trembled.
"Of course, my roasted sweet potatoes are delicious!"
Jiang Cheng proudly replied, "I just set up my stall at noon, and two people were already waiting. They waited almost an hour just to eat my roasted sweet potatoes. After that, people kept coming, and everyone praised my sweet potatoes as the best they've ever had."
"Really?"
Action: The elderly woman still couldn't quite believe it.
"Of course it's real, Grandma. Let me show you my roasted sweet potato skills."
Jiang Cheng was about to start roasting.
"No, no, you don't have to."
The old woman hurriedly stopped him. "I trust you, but you say that, and I still can't believe it?"
Jiang Cheng understood that the old woman was reluctant, not just to eat the roasted sweet potato, but also to part with the charcoal.
However, this time, he wasn't planning to listen.
Today, he was determined to show his skills.
On one hand, he wanted to convince the old woman that his skills had improved, surpassing his teacher, and the increased sales were also due to this reason.
With more money earned, he wouldn't have to worry about the old woman's suspicions, and could use it to improve their living conditions.
Unlike the money from robbing thugs, which could buy things, but not bringing back too much would require a reasonable explanation.
On the other hand, since he had earned over a hundred today, even with a pure profit calculation, there was still fifty or sixty, and he was reluctant to give the old woman a sweet potato?
"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng." The old woman spoke up, trying to stop him.
But Jiang Cheng didn't listen, igniting the charcoal and starting to roast.
"Oh, come on."
The old woman's tone carried a hint of blame, but her eyes glistened with tears.
She knew that Jiang Cheng was reluctant to part with the sweet potato, and had made up a story about his improved skills to let her eat it.
Jiang Cheng's roasting skills were taught to him by the old woman herself. How could she not know if his skills had improved?
But since Jiang Cheng was insistent, she had no choice.
"Xiao Cheng, remember to give one to Chen Sao and Lin Yue."
She sighed and said, "After you leave, I'll take this meat and eggs to Chen Sao, but she refuses to accept them, saying she won't accept them again, and won't visit us anymore."
"I understand."
Even without the old woman saying it, Jiang Cheng had the same intention.
He placed four sweet potatoes on the grill, thinking that the amount sounded too small, so he added one more.
Three were for Grandma, and the other two for Chen Sao and Lin Yue.
Since practicing the Short Stick, he felt his appetite had increased significantly. After finishing lunch, around three in the afternoon, almost four o'clock, he was already hungry again.
And the sweet potatoes he roasted were genuinely delicious.
As time passed, the aroma of the roasted sweet potatoes gradually filled the entire house.
The old woman gazed at the golden-orange flesh, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Xiao Cheng's roasted sweet potatoes, indeed, seemed quite good?
After more than forty minutes, the sweet potatoes were finally done. Jiang Cheng took a bowl, placed a roasted sweet potato inside, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and handed them to the old woman.
"Grandma, have a taste. How's my skill?"
The old woman took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of the flesh, blew on it to cool it down, and put it in her mouth.
She chewed a couple of times, her eyes narrowing in satisfaction.
"It's sweet."
A smile bloomed on her face.
"Is it sweet?"
Jiang Cheng smiled, feeling a twinge of pain.
Looking at the wrinkles on the old woman's forehead, he couldn't help but think of a poem, "Yesterday, entering the city, returning with tears on the handkerchief, the silken-clad figure, not a silkworm farmers."
Grandma, she hadn't had a roasted sweet potato in several months.
"Grandma, take your time. I'll give these two to Chen Sao and Lin Yue."
"Oh, go ahead." The old woman quickly agreed, and couldn't resist taking another bite of the sweet potato.
So sweet.
(End of Chapter)
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