Song Ning transmigrated and found herself in an ancient era plagued by famine. Her family couldn't get enough to eat or warm clothes, and a group of problematic relatives were waiting to mock h...
The three of them were extremely busy. Luckily, they made extra bowls and chopsticks yesterday, otherwise they probably wouldn't have enough today.
Their cold noodles were sold out when the sun was directly overhead.
Song Ning took down the sign: "We're sold out of cold noodles for today. Come early tomorrow."
The three packed up their stall, checked their money pouches, and found themselves in a pretty good mood for the day.
Song Ning secretly took out some grain from his spatial storage, and the family boarded the oxcart to go home.
Li Daniu has made some money with the Song family these past few days. Although some villagers used to go to town, it was rare, and sometimes there were no people for several days in a row.
But now, in just two days, I've earned twelve coins. How could I not be happy?
However, Li Daniu wasn't one to gossip, and he naturally didn't ask questions he shouldn't have.
The oxcart returned to Nanshan Village. Many people saw them leave the village in the morning. Now it was afternoon, and everyone was taking a break and sitting under the trees to cool off.
As soon as the Song family returned, they all crowded around to ask questions.
"Brother Dahai, I heard you went out to do business?"
"How's it going? Is this deal going to go through?"
The family didn't get off the oxcart. Song Ning only said, "Business is really tough. We had no other choice but to try our luck. Aunts, please sit down. We've been working hard all day. Let's go back and rest."
After saying that, the oxcart headed straight for the front door of the house.
Aunt Zhao probably saw them come back, so she waited at the door.
After the family got out of the car, Aunt Zhao quickly pulled Liu Yuelan aside and said something to her.