After reconciliation, abandoned wives and cubs farm the fields

Chapter 161 Earn a lot of money
"You're blocking my sight." Realizing that she was being molested, Yan Ying was ashamed and annoyed, she glared at him, ignored him, and went back to her own business.

"Chang Xi, sir, am I not good-looking?" Liu Changqin touched his face, as for being so disgusted?
"It looks good." Chang Xi replied without thinking.

However, to Liu Changqin's ears, it was extremely perfunctory, and he couldn't help becoming more depressed. Although his appearance was not as masculine as Pei Songzhi's, it seemed not bad.

Parents are not bad, so how could he be bad, he also fantasized about his own children...

No, it's his and "Xiuer"'s child.

In the dream, the child clearly looked like Eggy.

Liu Changqin's heart was agitated, seeing no one around, he couldn't help asking Chang Xi, "Do you think Eggy looks a bit like that guy Pei Songzhi?"

"No way..." Chang Xi subconsciously denied.

However, if you think about it carefully, they seem to really look alike.

He didn't dare to criticize this matter. Chang Xi saw that his master was still talking about it. If Miss Su heard about it, he might be kicked out of the house, so he had to gently remind him, "Perhaps good-looking people have similar eyebrows, eyes and faces. .”

"Really?" Liu Changqin was skeptical.

"Yes, yes, actually, master, your eyes are a bit like Pei Songzhi's." Chang Xi nodded repeatedly.

"It's because he looks like me, not because I look like him." Chang Xi's flattery made Liu Changqin feel comfortable all over, and he couldn't help but feel a little arrogant, thinking that he also had something comparable to Pei Songzhi.

"Yes yes yes." Chang Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to boast.

"That's enough." Liu Changqin interrupted him, it would be fake if there was too much, and he is not stupid.

Chang Xi secretly slapped herself, reminding herself to avoid superfluous things in the future.

Going back to the thatched cottage, Su Nanzhen has already prepared meals, let him eat first, and the mung bean cake will take some time.

After eating, Liu Changqin wandered around the mountain for a while, and left after the mung bean cake was ready.

In order to make this mung bean cake, she peeled the mung beans, steamed them, and crushed them. Her hands were a little sore. Su Nanzhen posted a notice stating that other pastries except those provided by herself need to be ordered in advance.

Occasionally doing such a little time-consuming and labor-intensive thing is a bit of a disadvantage to her, and she doesn't want to agree to it when other people say it, but Liu Changqin has also helped her a lot, so I will make an exception.

Generally, the chefs of restaurants and restaurants who are not good at making pastries will come to her to order some pastries to take back. Making large batches of pastries can also earn some hard money.

On the day of the Hundred Flowers Festival, she also made a batch of pastries, such as sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and acacia flower cakes, selling flowers, pastries and scented tea, all related to flowers.

The last time the Hundred Blossoms Fair had accumulated some regular customers, her booth was very lively with a steady stream of customers, the cakes were sold out the fastest, and scented tea was also quite popular.

Others probably only have envy. They are not as ingenious as Su Nanzhen, who only knows how to grow and sell flowers.

Su Nanzhen not only sells ordinary flowers, but also bonsai. The young masters, brothers and wives love the exquisite bonsai so much that they almost sell one pot for another.

It takes time for bonsai to grow that unique landscape. This time, Su Nanzhen prepared three pots of bonsai for the Hundred Flowers Festival, one pot with plum blossom as the theme, and the other two pots with bamboo and pine as the theme.

She sells one pot a day, and there are customers who want to order. Su Nanzhen only accepts orders that do not have strict deadlines.

Although she did not win the championship this year, she also made a lot of money.

Thanks to her, Du Guangxi also made a small fortune.

Now he can ask someone to come to Chashan to help even if he is not free.

And Yan Ying got her share.

Yan Ying never dreamed that the 60% profit of the three pots of bonsai could be divided into [-] taels, real gold and silver, but she thought that Su Nanzhen subsidized her secretly, "Are you really right?"

"That's right, I wanted to be fake, but there were so many people watching at the Hundred Flowers Festival, the bonsai you made are very popular, and people thought I looked down on them when I asked for a lower price." Su Nanzhen said with a smile.

She was still hesitating whether to extend one finger or two fingers, but he gave her 100 taels directly. You must know that the bottom card in her heart was ten taels of silver.

With this beginning, she was embarrassed to ask for too low a price later, and gave people room to bargain. The process is not important, and she likes the result.

Yan Ying also likes it. She can enjoy the current poverty, but she also knows that it is not good to have no money. With money in her pocket, she can still do what she likes. She was so excited that she hugged Su Nanzhen, "Thank you."

"You deserve it." Su Nanzhen patted her on the back lightly, "Calm down, after all, it takes you a long time to make a bonsai, and the money won't make you so excited."

"It seems to be the same, but it doesn't matter, I just need to do more." Yan Ying let go of her hand, thinking about it, it was such a reason, but soon found comfort again.

"Don't tire yourself out." Su Nanzhen twitched the corners of her mouth, it seemed that she had to work hard to find more customers.

After chatting with her for a few words, Su Nanzhen went to see the transplanted camellia.

Now that the branches and leaves are luxuriant, she recognized that it was a camellia, but its roots had long lost their original appearance, and she couldn't recognize what kind of flower it was after thinking for a long time.

She built a lot of flower branches that day, and Su Nanzhen was a little curious about what the camellia would look like when they bloomed.

"What kind of treasure is this flower, do you want to see it every day?" Yan Ying asked curiously.

"I'll watch it any day I don't come here." Su Nanzhen gave her a blank look.

If there are too many flowers, there will also be pests. She checks the flowers on the mountain every day for pests, and if she finds them, she must cut off the possibility of pest outbreaks in time.

Su Nanzhen turned her head and glanced at her son, seeing that he had an extra rose in his hand, her heart hurt a little, "Eggy."

"Huahua." Dandan held up the flower in her hand as if showing off.

"I'm sorry." Xi Chun followed behind and said anxiously.

Su Nanzhen looked at him, walked over, and her anger had long since dissipated, "Needless to say I'm sorry, it's Eggy who is not good, and his hands and feet are fast, you are still a child, I can't blame you if I can't stop it."

"Huahua." Dandan pouted, and inserted the flower on her head.

"Do you want to give it to me?" Su Nanzhen was surprised and happy, but she didn't want the flowers to suffer, so she said to him seriously, "I still prefer to look at them rather than wear them on my head .”

Eggy nodded half understanding.

A temporary tenant came over and planned to buy a few pots of roses to go back. Su Nanzhen touched the heads of Xichun and Dandan, and went to choose flowers for the guests.

Although the Hundred Flowers Fair is over, her place is still the best choice for the people nearby to enjoy the spring. No, she sold another six pots of roses. Su Nanzhen took the money and sent the guests away with a smile.

Soon a carriage stopped in front of him, Su Nanzhen looked at the man who got out of the carriage, and blinked, "Mr. Pei, are you here to enjoy the flowers or to stay here for a while?"

(End of this chapter)