Farm Gate Business Tycoon

Chapter 38
"Meizi..." Fang Meiyao didn't want to leave, but was pushed into the crowd by Gu Qingmei.

The woman never dreamed that Gu Qingmei would pay for her appearance and money, she was a little dazed for a moment, she stared at Gu Qingmei and said, "You...what the hell are you thinking?"

Gu Qingmei smiled lightly, and stuffed the two sets of tricks and the two strings of money into her hands, "I didn't make any plans, I just wanted to tell you that I live here, and usually, I only stay at Gu's house. Zhuang will only come out to set up stalls when there is a market, and will not go to other places to set up stalls, and will not go to the city to sell. So you don't have to worry that I will keep robbing you of business, you take these two tricks first Go sell it, I still have a lot here, if you think it’s easy to sell, you can come to wholesale with me, I will give you a little cheaper. By the way, I will give you a few more silver rings."

As she spoke, she took a few more silver rings and handed them to her.

The woman was a little silly. She planned to call all the men and brothers from her mother's family to support her when she returned to the village. She didn't expect this girl to lose money and look like she was losing money. This made her unable to quarrel. .

But she is a bitter and mean person, if there is no advantage, she has to find some advantage. Now that she has an advantage, she naturally has to take advantage of it. Seeing this situation, she unceremoniously put away all the flowers and silver rings, coldly He hummed: "You count! I have a lot of adults today, so I won't be as knowledgeable as a girl like you!"

After finishing speaking, she took the trophy and walked away, twisting her waist that seemed to be a little twisted just now.

Gu Qingmei raised her voice from behind: "Auntie, this trick will cost at least eight copper coins each!"

After she left, Gu Qingmei turned around and told her fourth brother to close the stall for her, but she ran into the house.

The woman just spat on her face. Although she had wiped it off, the disgusting feeling still remained on her face, which made her almost die of pain.

She rushed into the clean room, fetched water, and carefully washed her face with mung bean noodles several times before she breathed a sigh of relief and dried her face. It's not for her.

But she also knew that she was unemployed, and had no capital and channels to do big business, so she could only fight big with small things and slowly accumulate capital.

Moreover, she doesn't know much about the consumption concepts of people in this world, so she has to slowly integrate into this world.

If you want to do business, you need not only money, but also connections.

At the same time, in front of the most imposing house in Murong Villa, five miles away from Gujiazhuang, a green tarpaulin carriage stopped.

The driver was a man in his early twenties, with a tall and straight body and a sturdy aura, he looked like a trainer.

He opened the curtain and helped out a woman in her 40s from inside.

The woman was wearing a light blue double-breasted long jacket with a moon-white skirt inside, and a simple round bun on her head, but what was pinned on the bun was a crested hairpin with eight treasures and emerald greens.

She got out of the car, took a bamboo basket handed to her by the coachman, held it in the crook of her arm, and walked into the gate.

This Murong Villa is also a village, and it is the ancestral home of the Great Sima of the dynasty, King Jiajun.

Although King Jiajun became an official in the court and his whole family moved to the capital, there are other clansmen in the Murong clan who have lived here for generations and are under the care of King Jiajun.

Speaking of which, the king of Jiajun was pretty good to his tribe, as long as he was in the genealogy, no matter if he had money or not, one counted as one, and every year during the Chinese New Year, he could receive rice grains and silver money according to the head.

The woman walked into the house, walked around the house, and entered a small yard. In the yard, there was a young man with his upper body shirtless, showing dark and strong muscles, and holding a sword in his hand. Practice swords like sweat.

I saw that his figure was as graceful as a frightened bird, and like a dragon entering the sea, he swung a sword in his hand impenetrably.In the rustling wind of the sword, there was a faint sound of thunder.

His appearance was extremely handsome, his face was like a silver plate, his sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his two star eyes were as deep as the bottomless black hole in the night sky. He had a straight nose and thin lips, and he had a good appearance, but his temperament was Partial cold.

A handsome face that looks like a knife and ax is extremely cold.

The woman stopped and said, "Young master, don't practice anymore. Let's rest. I bought some sweet almonds, washed them and put them in the well. I'll eat them cold. If you're sweating all over, eat them." It’s something cold, but it needs to be excited.”

Hearing this, he withdrew his sword, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth at the woman, as if he was about to smile, but his expression didn't change.

On the side, a young man dressed as a guard said, "Mother, is the set going to be fun?"

The woman covered her mouth with a smile and said, "What's fun and not fun? It's not those things, but today I encountered a strange thing. In the market in Gujiazhuang, there was a girl who gave flowers to others silver ring."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help frowning slightly, and interest burst out of his cold eyes.

The guard said puzzledly: "Mother, is what you said true or false? Why is there such a thing? What kind of fool would do such a stupid thing?"

But the woman said: "Actually, it can't be said to be a stupid thing. I think that girl's business is so good that all the big girls and young wives are scrambling to buy her fancy clothes. Even I am also crowded." It took me a long time to grab a set, and I was sweating."

The man took the towel handed over by the guard, wiped the sweat off his face, and said casually: "Mother Chun, what is it that makes you so rare?"

"It's not rare. When I came back, I looked at the flowers, and I had never seen most of them. I'll show them to you later, and you can help me find out what kind of flowers they are. It's pretty." The woman called Chun's mother said, walking towards the small kitchen in the yard.

As she was walking, she stopped suddenly, turned around, and said with a dignified expression: "By the way, I saw Fang Yu, the second son of the Marquis of Xileng Mansion today. Helping the slaves hang out at the market, I don’t know whose girl will suffer again.”

The man's expression froze when he heard the words, the expression on his face didn't change, but there was a faint murderous intent, "His hand is long enough, it even reached out to my Murong family's territory."

Chun's mother quickly raised her hand and patted her mouth, "Look at my mouth, I just can't hide my words, young master, please don't cause trouble again, let the prince know later, and I will punish you to kneel in the ancestral hall again. "

It turned out that this person was none other than the eldest young master of the Murong family, named Murong Yu, the eldest son of the prince of Jiajun, and also the nephew of the emperor's most beloved pure concubine.

Although he has no official position, Concubine Chun is his real aunt, who has always loved him and does not want him to be angry with his aunt in the capital, so she always calls him when he goes out to escape the summer heat, so that he can live a few days in peace.

(End of this chapter)