Jiang Xun chuckled, "It seems that in the eyes of most villagers, our family is a dead end."
"That's right. I wonder if some people will go crazy with jealousy once they find out that our family is actually running a small business," Uncle Jiang said with a smile, flicking his bullwhip.
"Making a fortune quietly is the right thing to do." Jiang Wanwan put her hands behind her head and lay down neatly on the oxcart.
"That makes sense." Uncle Jiang and his companion nodded in agreement.
Half an hour later, Jiang Wanwan and the other two arrived in town safely.
The soldiers guarding the gate on both sides of the town were all familiar faces. After these few days of getting to know each other, Jiang Wanwan already knew that the burly man with the thick beard was named Pang Dawei, and the other slightly younger soldier was named Zhang Zhipeng.
Jiang Wanwan got off the oxcart and greeted Pang Dawei and Zhang Zhipeng with a smile. "Uncle Pang, Uncle Zhang, hello there."
"Hey, Wanwan, you've finally arrived. I noticed you were late today and thought you weren't coming to town," Pang Dawei teased, squinting his eyes.
"Hehe, I got up a little late today. My family is poor, so I couldn't afford not to come to the stall," Jiang Wanwan said with a sigh and a shake of her head.
Pang Dawei raised an eyebrow and grinned, revealing eight snow-white teeth. "The mosquito coil craze has swept through the whole town. Who doesn't know Jiang's mosquito coils? It won't be long before you, my dear niece, become rich. After you do, don't forget to treat your uncle to a bowl of noodles!"
"And don't forget to treat your Uncle Zhang to noodles," Zhang Zhipeng said with a smile.
"No problem, no problem. It's a very simple matter. Even though we're not rich yet, we can still treat you two uncles to noodles."
"No, you should keep that money for now. Just don't forget your uncle when you've really made it big," Pang Dawei quickly waved his hand.
The girl's family had over ten members; they had worked hard to earn some money, and he couldn't possibly accept a meal from an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. He'd lose face if word got out.
"Oh, right. Girl, come here for a second." Pang Dawei noticed that there weren't many people entering the town at this time, so he beckoned Jiang Wanwan to come to his side.
As soon as Jiang Wanwan walked to his side, Pang Dawei took out a piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and handed it to her.
"Girl, these are mosquito coils that my colleagues and relatives asked me to buy. It's mainly because your mosquito coils are so popular and business is so good. There are so many customers queuing up to buy them, and sometimes you can't even buy them. That's why they asked me to do them a favor."
Jiang Wanwan glanced at the paper in her hand, which only listed the quantities: 180 rolls of ordinary fragrance and 160 rolls of osmanthus fragrance.
"Uncle, it's nothing. I should thank you for being so busy with work, yet still thinking of supporting my business. I must treat you to noodles another day!"
However, you're on duty now, so it's not appropriate for you to carry these mosquito coils. How about this: we're delivering goods to Laifu Restaurant later, and I'll just leave the mosquito coils you requested there. You can pick them up when you change shifts.”
"That's perfect." Pang Dawei laughed heartily. Then, he took out a purse from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Wanwan. "This is for mosquito coils, take it."
Jiang Wanwan didn't refuse. She put the purse into her crossbody bag, clasped her hands in a fist and smiled, "Okay, thank you, Uncle."
She took out six coins, paid the entrance fee, and entered the town.
Uncle Jiang, familiar with the place, drove the oxcart to Laifu Restaurant. From afar, he saw Zhang Laifu and the waiter standing at the restaurant entrance, craning their necks to look in his direction.
Clearly, they were waiting for Jiang Wanwan to arrive.
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