After Being Expelled from the Manor, She Returned with Her Child and Astonished the Capital

Jiang Shuyue woke up from a beautiful dream, only to find that she had transmigrated into the unfavored legitimate daughter of a minister's manor.

Although the original owner possessed ou...

Chapter 333 The Street Vendor in the Snowstorm

Caiyan sets up the stall with everyone every day. After the stall is set up, she will leave in the middle of the day. She will only come out occasionally to check if the business is good and then go back to report to the young mistress.

Business wasn't great for the first few days after the stall was set up, but it wasn't bad either. After deducting expenses, we were able to make a small profit each day.

Just as Caiyan was about to turn around, Zhao Wu walked up to her and said dejectedly, "Miss Yan'er, I'm sorry, the cloth for the tent was blown away by the strong wind. You'll have to put in a good word for us with the young master and young mistress."

Caiyan waved her hand and pointed to the stove, "Don't rush to light the fire. I'm afraid we can't do it today. I'll go back to the manor and inform the young mistress."

"Thank you very much, Miss Yan'er. You are such a kind person." Zhao Wu bowed deeply to Caiyan.

Zhao Wu was well taken care of by Caiyan at the Su family home, and he was truly grateful to her.

For example, Qin Shi didn't want an extra mouth to feed in the mansion, so she had Zhao Wu live in the gatehouse hut and work as a gatekeeper's servant from morning till night.

Caiyan spoke up for Su Peng, saying that the front room was just sitting empty anyway.

The people from the second branch of the Su family often slammed the door shut when they came in and out, which greatly disturbed Zhao Wu's rest. If Zhao Wu didn't get enough rest, it would definitely affect his ability to set up his stall the next day.

Upon hearing this, Su Peng felt that Caiyan's words made sense, so he went to his mother to persuade Zhao Wu to move into the front room.

Inside the house, Su Peng watched as Jiang Jiaojiao strung together the counted copper coins with a red thread.

His gaze fell on the jewelry box containing the money, and the greed in his eyes was unmistakable.

"My wife, I've been wearing this hair ornament for several years now. I've earned over three hundred coins in just a few days. Could you give me two taels of silver to get a new one?"