Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

The man had no airs at all. He picked up the teapot and poured Liu Qingcao a cup of tea.

"Qingcao, remember Ruyilou." The man put down the teapot, his voice was long and gentle, and he still had a gentle smile on his face.

Liu Qingcao nodded and looked at the man in front of him.

Could it be...

"You are right, I am the owner of Ruyi Building." The man smiled.

Liu Qingcao looked at him in surprise. She remembered that shopkeeper Ge told her that the owner of Ruyi Lou had his house confiscated and was imprisoned.

But the man in front of him is sitting here properly, and he is still the shopkeeper of Jufu Tower.

Liu Qingcao quickly analyzed it in his mind.

"Qingcao, I am alive thanks to you." The man said gratefully.

Liu Qingcao didn't care much. After all, there was a huge difference in status. Most importantly, people were just being polite to her. How could someone who saved someone else's life still need a benefactor to come to thank her?

Liu Qingcao raised her lips politely, her smile not reaching her eyes. This time, it might not be that easy to leave.

Liu Qingcao was secretly thinking that this was the only way to avoid causing trouble for himself and the village.

"The shopkeeper is joking, what can a little girl like me do?"

"Qingcao, it seems unfamiliar to call me shopkeeper. Just call me Brother Sun." Sun Ji laughed, looking very free and easy.

But Liu Qingcao never ignored the greed in his eyes from beginning to end.

Ancient people were very smart and were far less easy to deceive than in novels.

Otherwise, if she had read the 36 Notes and Sun Tzu's Art of War and other important books in modern times, they would not have been published.

"Brother Sun." Liu Qingcao called out accordingly.

"Qingcao, if you call me Brother Sun, I'll charge you ten cents more for this deal than last time. What do you think?"

"..." No, I don't want to sell it!
"Brother Sun, you know, there aren't many things." Liu Qingcao didn't want to sell the things to him, but now she had put the potatoes in front of him. If she refused the deal, she would definitely cause trouble.

But for sale, she felt that she would be completely squeezed.

If she guessed correctly, what saved his life was probably the thing she sold, and the most important thing was potatoes.

However, Liu Qingcao couldn't guess how he persuaded the person who gave the order.

Sun Ji's eyes flashed, but soon returned to normal.

"So, how many potatoes does Green Grass have this time?"

"It's less than thirty pounds, will Brother Sun accept it?" Liu Qingcao said calmly, without any panic.

Sun Ji's brows twisted up visibly, and he squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Liu Qingcao.

However, Liu Qingcao was too calm, and he just didn't find anything wrong with her.

Thirty pounds of potatoes...

Sun Ji's heart sank for a moment, then he looked at Liu Qingcao with a smile, "The green grass is really gone?"

"No more, these are reserved for food, but the court wants to collect taxes in advance, so I have to sell them." Liu Qingcao used this tax to get himself out.

Sun Ji didn't ask any more questions, and secretly gritted his teeth and accepted the thirty kilograms of potatoes.

Liu Qingcao got six taels and three cents of silver and walked out of the Jufu Tower at a leisurely pace.

Upstairs, Sun Ji stood by the window, his eyes following Liu Qingcao's figure.

Liu Qingcao felt the eyes behind her, and without stopping, she turned sideways and walked to the shop on the side.

When Jiang Dafu saw Liu Qingcao winking at him from afar, he remembered Liu Qingcao's reminder, lowered his head silently, and sat in the carriage to wait quietly.

About a quarter of an hour after arriving, Liu Qingcao spent some money and hired a man who knew how to drive a carriage, and drove to the city gate with Jiang Dafu.When the carriage arrived not far from the city gate, the driver got out of the car and left. Liu Qingcao ran over from behind.

"Qingcao, what happened?"

Jiang Dafu said worriedly after giving the carriage rope to Liu Qingcao.

"Nothing serious happened. It's just that we can't sell these potatoes to Jufulou." Liu Qingcao lowered his head and his eyes darkened.

She is being targeted!

To be precise, he was targeted by power.

Sun Ji has been dormant in Fucheng for so long, presumably not only to accumulate family wealth again, but also to obtain the protection of power.

And the person who can bring him benefits needs something of great value to "honor" him to make this possible.

Liu Qingcao intuitively told her to stay away from Sun Ji. She knew very well that Sun Ji could not hurt her, but what about the villagers of Shihe Village?
Not always!
They cannot be dragged into the whirlpool of power. Peas and broad beans are just a small matter, not enough to attract the attention of those in high positions, but potatoes are different.

The more Liu Qingcao thought about it, the more terrifying she felt. She still underestimated the impact of potatoes as food on this era.

From the beginning of Gou Xingwan, Liu Qingcao smelled a big danger, but with so many potatoes, if some were not sold, what would happen to the villagers' tax money? He couldn't be timid because of this, let alone use the money to advance them all. Pad it.

Therefore, she brought Jiang Dafu to Fucheng and decided to sell it here. Even if they wanted to find them, they had already returned to Shihe Village and didn't know which direction to look for.

But against all odds, Liu Qingcao never expected to meet an acquaintance.

Liu Qingcao felt that he should act more cautiously in the future to avoid bringing danger to Shihe Village.

"What about our potatoes?" Jiang Dafu was filled with sorrow and didn't know what to do.

Liu Qingcao thought for a while and finally said, "Go back to Xinxian Wharf."

"Go back?" Jiang Dafu looked at Liu Qingcao and asked unclearly.

Liu Qingcao nodded without explaining.

……

The next morning, the two of them hurriedly and slowly arrived at the county seat of Xinxian County.

With Sun Ji's lesson learned from the past, Liu Qingcao decided to disguise himself like selling fruit.

At midnight, two carriages slowly came from the pier. Behind the carriages, two men and women, one large and one small, dressed in fine clothes, slowly walked out from behind.

"grass"

"Brother Jiang, you are wrong again." Liu Qingcao interrupted Jiang Dafu and reminded him again.

Jiang Dafu looked at Liu Qingcao dressed in men's clothing and opened his mouth, but didn't scream for a long time.

"Brother Jiang, you have to adapt quickly, otherwise it will be easy for others to find out the clues later." Liu Qingcao saw that he was in a dilemma and persuaded him.

Jiang Dafu took a long breath and stammered.

"Little... brother."

"Hey, Brother Jiang." Liu Qingcao smiled brightly, and then looked towards the dock ahead, "Let's go over and have a look."

"Yes." Jiang Dafu felt a little moved in his heart as he saw that there were more merchants at the pier than the day before.

"Brother Jiang, I think they may have been stimulated by the day before yesterday." Liu Qingcao looked at the merchants in front of them who were sizing them up, as if they were about to rush forward.

Jiang Dafu nodded silently and headed towards the dock.

Under the scrutiny of everyone, the two arrived at the dock trading office.

"Brother Jiang, let's get started." Liu Qingcao looked at the people gathered around and said with a smile.

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