After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 41
"It's all one family, Ayu, don't say a few words, that's your sister-in-law!"

It was rare for the imperial concubine to show a cold face, and she spoke clearly to Cheng Weiyao. Although she was soft-tempered, she also knew the truth of raising tigers, and there was no precedent for extorting money.

Wen Liyu saw that all the people in the nest had turned their backs, and went upstairs angrily, but Wen Chengming sighed faintly.

"I knew that I would have listened to my husband when I was in the palace, otherwise I would be as uneducated as a county magistrate when I grow up, I only know flattery..."

Cheng Weiyao tilted her head, obviously listening to Wen Chengming's words, and already thinking about buying some books for Mengbao to continue her studies.

No matter how hard it is, the children can't suffer, exile will return to exile, and education can't be left behind. Cheng Weiyao, who has made up her mind, soon came to the market.

Although the county seat is not big, it has a superior geographical location. There are many merchants passing by, the flow of people is large, and there are all kinds of cries along the street.

"Girl, look at your pretty face, why don't you try my new rouge?"

"Look, take a look, candied haws ~ big and sweet candied haws..."

While Cheng Weiyao was familiar with the marketing models of the hawkers around, she wondered where to start selling. After all, this stall was similar to the modern small stall economy.

After choosing the location, Cheng Weiyao turned around and entered the restaurant, asked the waiter for some money, and borrowed a small wooden cart, which was just right for putting some fruit.

Cheng Weiyao entered the QQ space as soon as his mind moved, and the fruit exchanged in the warehouse was neatly coded, and the juicy appearance made people want to take a bite.

"Fortunately, there are not many exchanges, so go back as soon as they are sold out, so as not to make my family suspicious."

Cheng Weiyao pretended to support the cloth on the cart with one hand, but she kept loading the cart with one hand, and soon the cart sank.

As soon as he pushed the cart into the market, the uncle who was selling candied haws hurriedly called to stop: "Girl, girl, I see that you are unfamiliar, have you set up a stall to offer sacrifices to the county government servants?"

"Make a confession? Aren't the poor men living well? What kind of confession should you make? Uncle, don't worry, I know it well."

Cheng Weiyao glanced at the yamen servants who were taking advantage of both sides of the street not far away, and smiled with pursed lips.

Listening to the uncle's tone, things like protection fees have appeared so early, and it's not a good custom, so there is no need to pass it on.

Uncle Tanghulu saw that his persuasion was fruitless, so he sighed and hid aside to save the fish in the pond.

As soon as the white cloth on the trolley was lifted, there were already customers attracted by the beauty and freshness of the fruit before shouting.

"This is selling fruit, right? It looks strange..."

Seeing people around, Cheng Weiyao picked up a golden pear, cut it with a knife, and the sweet pear fragrance wafted out immediately.

"Look, take a look, the nobles in the fruit, special golden pears, red Fuji apples, you can buy them happily and eat them with confidence. Women eat fair and beautiful skin, and children grow taller after eating them..."

Cheng Weiyao also started from scratch in modern times, and even set up a small stall before opening a Michelin restaurant. This call is quite impressive, although the words are a bit exaggerated, but the attractive effect is indeed one by one.

"Auntie, why don't you give the child a taste? You don't need to pay for a small piece of food. If you think it tastes good, you can buy it again. My small business will not deceive people..."

Seeing the children approaching, Cheng Weiyao took the initiative to hand out the sliced ​​pears after she ate one. She is a foreigner, and it is normal for the locals to look on guard.

After all, it was something that was eaten in the mouth. In case one closed the stall and ran away, and then ate something bad, it would be really difficult to hold people accountable.

"I want to eat this, it smells delicious!"

"I want to eat this! Save a piece for me!"

As soon as the children heard that they could taste it, before the adults agreed, they stretched out their little hands and divided up Cheng Weiyao's freshly cut fruit for tasting.

In ancient times, there were very few good things that people could take advantage of in vain. After eating the fruit, the children were still full of energy and even praised it, and everyone around them began to move around.

"Children are the worst liars. They say it's good after eating. What are you waiting for? It's better to act than to be excited. After passing this village, there will be no such stall..."

Cheng Weiyao took the opportunity to sell and introduce her own fruits. She chose the best varieties in the category, which captured the aesthetics of women in terms of appearance, and were suitable for all ages in terms of taste. Soon, everyone onlookers had a bag.

Uncle Candied Haws watched from the sidelines with envy and hatred, when did so many people surround his stall...

"Give way, didn't you see the messengers coming out to patrol the streets! What does blocking the road look like!"

Several yamen servants on duty have already taken advantage of the street and occupied the middle of the road. Seeing that Cheng Weiyao's business is so hot, they immediately became concerned.

Because they stayed behind on duty, they never followed the fat county magistrate to meet the officials. Naturally, they didn't know Cheng Weiyao's origin, and they just regarded it as a new face who went to the market and set up stalls.

Uncle Tanghulu sighed faintly, the thing he was most worried about really happened, he couldn't afford to offend these local snakes, but this girl didn't listen...

"What are you selling, give me a few to taste, don't you know how to honor the poor master?"

After squeezed into the crowd and saw that the stall owner was a young and beautiful girl, several yamen servants looked at each other and smiled, obviously having a wrong mind.

"Little lady, who worked so hard at such a young age, came out to set up a stall alone. Is your husband dead? Brother, can you take care of your business?"

The corners of Cheng Weiyao's mouth twitched slightly. The gender discrimination in ancient times was not so serious. It would not be surprising if a woman set up a stall alone and was treated as a widow.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at a white dress at the corner. If this cheap husband doesn't come out, everyone will really die.

"Unfortunately, I'm still alive, and I've disappointed all the servants."

Wen Chengyun's figure flickered, and with a mention of his lightness kung fu, he had already landed next to Cheng Weiyao, like a couple of gods and immortals, a man of talent and a woman.

The faces of the yamen servants turned ugly for a moment. They didn't realize that there was such a person lurking in the crowd. This man was very imposing, and his skills just now were even more light and vigorous, and he couldn't afford to provoke...

"My husband came just in time, let's make an offering to the messengers."

Cheng Weiyao was not in a hurry, not worried at all that she had been found out about secretly selling fruit.

If you really want to pursue it, you will trade secrets for secrets. With Wen Chengyun's personality, he will probably choose to turn a blind eye.

Several yamen servants laughed and waved their hands quickly.

"What is it that you can't make an offering? How can there be such a rule? Brothers are living well. Didn't offering an offering curse yourself to death... No, no..."

They had the guts of a bear and a leopard, knowing that the other party's background was unusual, so how could they dare to take advantage of this, and they turned into big-tailed wolves in an instant when they were majestic before.

(End of this chapter)