Chapter 41 Setting up a stall



Chapter 41 Setting up a stall

"We're all family, Yu, stop talking too much. She's your sister-in-law!"

The Imperial Concubine rarely put on a cold face and spoke clearly to Cheng Weiyao. Although she was soft-hearted, she also knew that raising a tiger would bring disaster to her, and she could not set a precedent of extorting money.

When Wen Liyu saw that everyone in this group had turned against her, she went upstairs angrily. Instead, Wen Chengming sighed softly.

"If I had known earlier, I would have listened carefully to the teacher and submitted a letter to him when I was in the palace. Otherwise, when I grow up, I will definitely be like the county magistrate, uneducated and only knows how to flatter..."

Cheng Weiyao tilted her head, obviously having heard Wen Chengming's words, and she had already started thinking about buying some books for Mengbao to continue studying.

No matter how hard the life is, the children must not suffer. Even if they are exiled, their education must not be neglected. Having made up her mind, Cheng Weiyao soon arrived at the market.

Although the county town is not big, it has a superior geographical location, many businesses passing by, a large flow of people, and all kinds of hawking sounds can be heard along the streets.

"Girl, you are so beautiful, why don't you try the new rouge I have?"

"Look, look, big and sweet candied haws..."

While Cheng Weiyao was familiarizing herself with the marketing model of the surrounding vendors, she was also thinking about which corner to start selling her goods. After all, this stall was similar to the modern small stall economy.

After choosing a seat, Cheng Wei Yao turned around and walked into the restaurant. She asked the waiter for some money and borrowed a small wooden cart that was just right for putting some fruits.

Cheng Weiyao entered the QQ space as soon as she thought about it. The fruit codes exchanged in the warehouse were neatly arranged, and the juicy appearance made people want to take a bite.

"Fortunately, the amount I exchanged was small, so I could go home early after selling them to avoid my family getting suspicious."

Cheng Weiyao pretended to support the cloth on the cart with one hand, but in fact one hand was constantly loading goods onto the cart, and soon the cart sank.

As soon as I pushed my cart into the market, the uncle selling candied haws beside me hurriedly stopped me: "Girl, girl, you look strange to me. Did you set up a stall to pay tribute to the county magistrate?"

"Pay tribute? Isn't the officer alive and well? Why pay tribute? Don't worry, uncle. I know what's going on."

Cheng Weiyao glanced at the yamen runners who were taking advantage of the situation on both sides of the street not far away, and smiled.

Judging from the uncle's tone, protection fees have been around for a long time, and it's not a good custom and there's no need to pass it on.

Seeing that his persuasion was futile, Uncle Tanghulu could only sigh and hide away to avoid being implicated.

As soon as the white cloth on the cart was lifted, before I could even call out, customers came over, attracted by the beauty and freshness of the fruits.

"Is this fruit for sale? It looks quite rare..."

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

"Take a look, take a look, these are the aristocrats of fruit, the specially supplied golden pears and Red Fuji apples. Buy them with joy and eat them with confidence. Women who eat them will have fair skin and beautiful looks, and children who eat them will grow taller..."

Cheng Weiyao also started from scratch in modern times and set up a small stall before opening a Michelin restaurant. His hawking was quite professional. Although the words were a bit exaggerated, the effect of attracting people was really good.

"Auntie, why don't you let the child try it? It's free to try a small piece. If it tastes good, then buy it. I'm running a small business and I won't cheat people..."

Looking at the children who came close to her, Cheng Weiyao ate a piece herself and then offered the sliced ​​pear to them. Since she was from another place, it was normal for the local people to look at her with caution.

After all, it is food that you eat. If you close the stall and run away, and someone gets sick after eating the food, it is really difficult to hold anyone responsible.

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

"I want to eat this! Leave me a piece!"

When the children heard that they could taste the fruit, they stretched out their hands and divided up all the fruit that Cheng Weiyao had just cut for taste without waiting for the adults' consent.

In ancient times, there were very few good things like tasting food that allowed people to take advantage for free. Seeing that the children were still energetic and even praised the fruit after eating it, people around them began to get excited.

"Children are the worst at lying. They all said it was delicious after eating it. What are you waiting for? It's better to act than to think. If you miss this opportunity, you'll miss it forever..."

Cheng Weiyao took the opportunity to promote and introduce her own fruits. She selected the best varieties in the category, which captured women's aesthetic taste in appearance and were suitable for all ages in taste. Soon, everyone who watched had a bag in their hands.

The candied haws man was watching from the side with envy and jealousy. When had his stall ever been surrounded by so many people?

"Everyone, make way! Can't you see the police are out patrolling the streets? What a shame to block the road!"

Several yamen runners on duty had already started taking advantage of the situation from the street level to the middle of the road. When they saw that Cheng Weiyao's business was so booming, they immediately started to make plans.

Because they were on duty and stayed behind, they did not follow the fat county magistrate to greet the officials, so naturally they did not know Cheng Weiyao's origins and just thought she was a stranger who was setting up a stall at the market.

Uncle Tanghulu sighed deeply. His worst fear had indeed happened. He couldn't afford to offend these local tyrants, but this girl wouldn't listen...

"What are you selling? Let us try some. Don't you know that we should offer it to the officer?"

When they squeezed into the crowd and saw that the stall owner was a young and beautiful girl, several yamen runners smiled at each other, obviously having evil intentions.

"Young lady, you're so young and working so hard to set up a stall by yourself. Did your husband die? Can you brothers take care of your business?"

Cheng Weiyao's lips curled up slightly. Gender discrimination in ancient times was extremely serious. It was not surprising that a woman setting up a stall alone would be mistaken for a widow.

She caught a glimpse of a white dress at the corner. If this cheap husband didn't come out, he would be criticized by everyone.

"Unfortunately, I am still alive. I am sorry to disappoint you all."

Wen Chengyun's figure flashed, and with a light skill he landed beside Cheng Weiyao, looking like a pair of immortal lovers, a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

The faces of several yamen runners instantly turned grim. They hadn't noticed there was someone lurking in the crowd. This man had an extraordinary aura, and his movements just now were even more agile and nimble. He was not to be trifled with...

"My husband has arrived just in time. Please offer your tribute to the officer."

Cheng Weiyao was not in a hurry and was not worried at all that her secret sale of fruit had been discovered.

Since it has happened, we might as well make the best of it. If we really want to investigate, we can just exchange secrets for secrets. Given Wen Chengyun's personality, he will most likely choose to turn a blind eye.

Several yamen runners chuckled and waved their hands quickly.

"What's the point of offering tribute or not? There's no such rule. We're all alive and well. Wouldn't offering tribute be like cursing our own death? No need, no need..."

They were so bold that they knew the other party was not an ordinary person, so how could they dare to take advantage of them? They were so arrogant before, but in an instant they became as cowardly as a big wolf.

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