Private Wife

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She gave the silver, but she was full of doubts in her heart. It is not difficult to sell at a high price with Ziyun's appearance. How could the third sister and brother let her father grow maggots?

It was not until a long time later that she cleared her doubts from Zichen's mouth. It turns out that Ziyun, Zijing and Zichen are half-brothers and sisters, Ziyun’s mother is the main room, and Zijing and Zichen’s mother is the second room. In other words, Ziyun is the so-called eldest daughter, who is naturally separated at home. Superior.

When the father was proud of his work, the treatment of the three children was not much different, but later the mothers of Zijing and Zichen passed away. The father fell ill and the family was in trouble. The torture has not been less.

Zijun is not good at financial management, eating, drinking, and dressing up. The money at home quickly sits on the mountain. She completely ignores the chores of life such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea and so on. She just wants to rely on borrowing to survive. Before, quickly find a good family to marry."

Unexpectedly, when the matchmaker entered the house, Dad would rush towards the Naihe Bridge.

After the matter was over, the debt collector came back, so she had to obey her brother's wishes and sell her (body shen) to bury her father.

The father knew about the eldest daughter's (sexual xing) love, and before he died, Zijing had to promise not to leave his sister, so Zijing offered the condition that "you only need to buy it with three people, otherwise you won't sell it."

And this **** condition prevented Ziyun and the rich master from having a great opportunity to establish a (guanguan) relationship.

In short, Xifan left with two women, one man and a carriage.

The place where they originally settled was not Yanzihu, but Qinghu, Fengxian. A shop under Xifanpan opened a restaurant. The name of the restaurant was "Wuxianju". She also specially spent money to let people plant it at the door. A row of willow trees, but unfortunately, Xifan moved without waiting for them to grow up.

This is how things are born.

Ziyun is a good seller and makes the most of her talents. Xifan asked her to greet the guests on the storefront and bow to her more. The business has just opened, and although it is not full of guests and friends, it is not bad.

Xifan is quite satisfied. She has never thought about making big noises and earning money every day. She has had a lot of female (qiang) days in her previous life. In this life, she just wants to keep a store safe and guard her children well. Just live.

So she and Zichen were in charge of the stove in the kitchen and handed over the counter to Zijun and Zijing. There were not many opportunities for Xifan to come to the store, but she did not expect Xifan to be troubled by her appearance.

When did Ziyun hook up with the wealthy, when the two started secretly trading, and when did they negotiate terms, as long as she helped to take Xifan back to Qian's house, Ziyun could become an aunt.

No one knows these.

Maybe it was (怀huai) pregnancy that made Xifan a little lethargic and a little slow, so she lacked keen observation. In short, she didn't know that Ziyun was more hateful than her younger brother and sister until the night of the fire.

In fact, with a modern soul, she absolutely agrees that people should be more selfish, subjective, and less considerate for others. She really doesn't think Ziyun has too much (sexual) flaws until the incident.

In the middle of the night, Xifan, who was stunned by [mi], fell asleep. If it weren’t for Zichen and Zijing to be alert and call the neighbors to stop the kidnappers, maybe she would actually enter the Qian’s backyard that night. .

But she is not a woman who would be succumbed to death by a man the last time she slept. According to her (sexual sex), she would probably get rid of the net and ruin the wealthy family.

And that night, Zijun disappeared.

Some neighbors told them that they had seen Zijun in the house of a wealthy family, and heard that she had not become an aunt, but she had become a confidant girl, but the mistress gave her a good channel, saying that as long as she could replace her If a wealthy family gives birth to a son, they can be promoted to the throne of aunt.

The wealthy family is nearly forty years old, and he is still vacant under his knees.

That was Zijun's choice. Xifan had no objection. What she had objection was the lawlessness of the wealthy. She thought about sue officials, thought about collecting evidence, and thought about making a big fuss.

But after confirming that the local county grandfather Gong Yizhang is the example of a wealthy family and is supported by the money family every year, the law here is not to cut bad people but to take care of the rich, Xifan chose to step back and broaden the sky.

Although she can't get mixed up, and she can't mix into the palace like someone else's crossing girl, at least she has to have a stable life so that the child can grow up peacefully.

So she moved, both in Jiangnan and Fengxian, but moved from Qinghu to Yanzihu.

The lake is a bit smaller, and the scenery lake (color se) is a bit inferior, but there are also weeping willows, and there are also singing girls painting boats. In spring, there are still flowers everywhere, and there is no shortage of life functions. Relaxing conditions, Yanzi Lake can be called a good mountain, good water, and a good place to raise people.

[Continued from the previous section of Chapter 35 of Private Wife]She still runs a restaurant, but her name has been changed, from Wuxianju to "Let Down the Canteen". Maybe this is God’s arrangement, to arrange a fire , Burned her and Helen's dreams.

"Master, why don't we just put those dishes on the menu?" Zichen asked, who had been silent from the side.

They have been selling kimchi dumplings, taro barley and hot and sour soup for four consecutive years. The taste is good and the business is so good that it makes people jealous.

In the first year, there were few people who knew about it. In the morning, the business was normal, but in the afternoon, people flooded in to buy up dumplings, taro barley, and hot and sour soup. In the next few days, people came to the door and got the same answers, "Please be early on the sixth day of April next year."

There was a rush of buying in the second year, and the business ended before noon. In the following two years, the situation became more serious. There were people lining up as soon as the store opened early in the morning. Their stocks were getting more and more year by year, but they were still not enough to sell.

Zichen didn't understand, why doesn't the master (gan gan) do such a profitable thing every day? Have to wait until the sixth day of April to sell it?

Xifan smiled and said perfunctorily: "Scarce is expensive. If you sell it every day, you can have such a good business."

That's it! When Zichen sticks out his tongue, the good thing is that someone will like it and someone will love it.

"Master, I have been read by my neighbor's sister-in-law several times. Would you like to do more this year to benefit your neighbors, okay?"

Xifan smiled, "You prepared it, ask me what to do?"

"Great!" Zichen clapped his hands and went downstairs to tell his neighbors the good news.

Still a big boy, Xifan sighed, lowered her head and continued teaching her son to practice big calligraphy.

She woke up early in the morning, and when she was awake, the moon was still hanging diagonally in the sky, and the sky was still full of stars.

Zichen was right. On the sixth day of April every year, business is so horribly good. The queue of people lined up from the door of the store all the way to the lakeside, circled around a few times and then came back. It felt like a department store's anniversary.

Every year, people get angry because they can’t buy it. In order to solve this problem, Xifan has used all the methods he can use, increasing prices, buying in limited quantities, and issuing number plates... But the situation has not improved because of this. They have to hire a few more. A familiar neighbor came to help, so the amount each year was more than the previous year.

The kitchen was in full swing, and the dumpling-making aunt didn't even have time to talk. All of them lowered their heads and kept busy with both hands.

Xifan mixed the fillings, one by one, and it didn't take long for him to turn into plates of dumplings.

Zijing sent the steamed taro barley to the front of the shop, one drawer after another, and the piles higher and higher, the hot barley exuded a mouth-watering aroma.

Several large pots of sour and spicy hot and sour soup were made, and the people in the kitchen took a few deep breaths.

When busy, time flies quickly, the moon is sinking west, the sun is rising, and the golden (se) sunlight comes in from the window, brightening every smiling face.

When the hour came, Zichen, Zijing, and Xifan unanimously put down their work and walked to the shop.

Today, more people are needed in the front. Although the shop is not large, there are only seven or eight desktops, but as soon as the door opens, people can't wait to get in and take a seat.

Xiao Min, who already knows how to read and write, took the menu to each table and asked everyone to order. Some people chose to buy it home, while others chose to wait, but the former accounted for nearly 90%.

Some people buy kimchi dumplings raw to go home, and some people buy cooked ones, eat them all the way, and walk all the way back.

Zichen is responsible for making dumplings, Zijing is responsible for serving meals, Xifan is responsible for the checkout, and there is a helper, Xiaoming, this year Zijing will not be too busy to be too busy.

"Aunt Chen, the third table requires 20 dumplings, a bowl of hot and sour soup, and two taro barley." Xiao Min raised her voice, and Xifan quickly raised her head to look at the third table.

In order to save time, three to four people are usually seated at a table. Even if only a single person comes, half of the table will be given up in the eyes of others.

But the reason that made Xifan special attention is that no one went to join him at the table? Is that person very scary or amazing?

Xifan didn't have time to delve into this question, because the next customer in line to check out had already stood in front of her.

One by one, they were so busy that they couldn't even lift their heads, until just after noon, Zijing yelled, "You don't mean it, it's all sold out, please be early on the sixth day of April next year."

There were a few sporadic sighs, Xifan let out a long breath and rubbed her sore arms.

The dumplings were the first to sell out. The well-trained Zichen commanded him if he was determined, and turned the aunts in the kitchen around, cleaning the kitchen, washing pots and pans, and tidying up the shop. Everyone was waiting for Xifan to count. Pay everyone a good account.

The average daily profit of putting down the canteen is ten to twenty taels of silver, which is enough for a family of four to live a prosperous life, and they can save a few hundred taels every year.

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