"They're being followed?" Changsheng stared at the thugs following the three of them, then glanced back at Su Jiaoniang: "Godmother, do you need any help?"
Do I look like the Virgin Mary?
"What is the Holy Mother?" Changsheng asked.
"Do you think those people will kill them?" Su Jiaoniang didn't explain about the Holy Mother; it would be too troublesome to explain.
Changsheng looked at those shady-looking people; they didn't seem like they had blood on their hands. They might steal money, stalk, kill, or commit arson or something. He couldn't tell anything about them: "Godmother..."
"Let's go, let's check out the market and see what we can do to make money." Su Jiaoniang didn't forget her goal; she needed to investigate the market before deciding what to do next.
Walking down the street, I smelled the delicious aroma of fried chicken.
Su Jiaoniang saw three or four fried chicken stalls set up in the market.
Although there is no Wang Shenniu, some strangers are making high-quality imitations.
The children in the orphanage glared fiercely at those who were imitating them.
Upon seeing the guests, the children put on a very clever and witty demeanor.
"Damn it, they copied you." Changsheng pointed to the extra fried chicken stall, his cheeks puffed out, looking indignant.
"Is it illegal to copy me?" Su Jiaoniang smiled.
I found a rock to sit on and watched the bustling market.
Changsheng carefully recalled the laws he had memorized.
He shook his head. There is no law that says you can't do business that others do.
However, when this happened to him, he still felt uncomfortable, as if his ideas had been stolen.
Su Jiaoniang reached out and poked Xiao Changsheng's head: "You're supposed to be the emperor, why don't you sell fried chicken if you can make money?"
When something becomes popular, there will inevitably be a trend of following suit. If there is no trend of following suit, it can only mean that the thing is not good enough.
She had already prepared herself for this.
Later generations of fried chicken and chicken cutlets, there are still Zhengxin and Kungfu Chicken Cutlets. At first, they relied on creativity, but after a while, they had to rely on taste and reputation. If there is something delicious, who would choose something with a bad taste?
The fact that the children in the orphanage didn't immediately fight back when faced with the same person they were imitating shows that they have grown up and understand human nature.
"But..." Changsheng also felt uncomfortable.
In truth, Su Jiaoniang wasn't exactly kind-hearted, and she had some reservations about what was going on. But as a human being, she was just trying to make a living. She wasn't stealing or robbing, so she just followed the trend.
"Alright, you are the young emperor. If it were the people under your rule, would you rather watch them make a living by doing business based on their skills, or watch them live in poverty?" Su Jiaoniang asked.
Changsheng was now unable to respond.
From a broader perspective, imitation is indeed harmless.
However, his current perspective is that of himself.
Su Jiaoniang smiled and said, "In the future, we can also set up a stall here selling grilled squid, grilled sausages, chives, and other things. New varieties are always more attractive. Look how stingy you are."
Changsheng was somewhat unconvinced.
He possesses a vast land of rivers and mountains.
How could I be stingy?
He was simply unable to accept it.
"Miss Su..." Granny Tang, who was out buying embroidery, greeted Su Jiaoniang with a cheerful smile.
When Su Jiaoniang saw Granny Tang, she thought about her cake business and wondered what was wrong with Madam Feng. The promised cooperation hadn't materialized yet, and her cattle farm was almost ready to open.
Could it be that he still remembers the scene where she stumbled upon him?
Thinking about it carefully, this Lady Feng can be considered to be quite kind and righteous.
If it were someone else, being caught in the act of adultery could very well result in a death.
She's still alive and well.
"Aunt Tang, it's been a long time. You look great," Su Jiaoniang greeted her.
Granny Tang felt relieved, as if she had drunk ice water on a hot summer day. If it were anyone else, they would treat servants like her with contempt and disdain once life became better. But this Lady Su was truly a remarkable person.
Even though he already had a good relationship with the lady, he could still call this old woman "auntie".
"Miss Su, you have such a sweet tongue. Why haven't you been to the manor lately? Our mistress hasn't been feeling well lately and has no one to talk to. Why don't you go and have a chat with her?" Granny Tang said, and started to lead Su Jiao Niang toward the Cai family.
Su Jiaoniang waved her hand: "I brought the child out to play today, so I won't..."
"No, go see Madam. She misses you quite a bit. If it weren't for that murderous devil by your side..."
"Who?" Su Jiaoniang was taken aback when she heard this. It was the killing god beside her.
That regent?
"That's right, Madam Su, don't blame our mistress for not coming to see you. It's just that we're terrified when we see that person." Granny Tang said, rubbing her arm.
Therefore, Madam Feng's displeasure stemmed not from being caught in an affair that day!
Instead, they were afraid of Gu Xizhou.
Is Gu Xizhou really that scary?
After getting to know him better, Su Jiaoniang felt that the man was quite principled.
For example, he often hid in corners to spy on her, this young widow, but he never used any harsh methods, so he was a decent person.
Su Jiaoniang glanced down at Changsheng and asked softly, "Is your uncle scary?"
"He's a living Yama, nobody's not afraid of him." Changsheng's face showed disdain. He was afraid too, otherwise he wouldn't have run away from the palace.
But once he left the palace, he realized that his seemingly unpopular imperial uncle had always been protecting him.
Conversely, those who are humble before him are always thinking of killing him and replacing him.
The original royal uncle was practically a living dead, but now that he's in the village, he's become more popular. He may not seem very bright, but he just doesn't know how to get along with people. He's slowly adapting to life as an ordinary person and becoming more approachable.
If the Imperial Uncle could continue to be this responsible, he could slack off, and even passing the throne to the Imperial Uncle wouldn't be a problem. It's just that the Imperial Uncle doesn't have children, so in the end, the throne will still be passed to him. What a worrying situation.
Su Jiaoniang listened to Changsheng's words thoughtfully.
Granny Tang once again warmly invited Su Jiaoniang to the Cai family. Coincidentally, Su Jiaoniang also wanted to know if Madam Feng had any intention of continuing the cake business. If not, then she would do it herself.
Cakes are inherently desserts with incredibly high profit margins.
As I entered the Cai family's house, I could hear shouts and curses coming from afar.
"Are you still thinking about that vixen Bai? Let me tell you, the more you think about her and miss her, the more ruthless I will be in tormenting her! I'll make her wish she were dead."
"Cai Runiang!"
"Don't call me again! If you dare go looking for that bitch again, I'll sell her to a brothel!"
The woman's angry words carried a menacing tone.
The man looked lost and distressed.
Granny Tang tugged at Su Jiaoniang to step back: "That's our young lady. She's spoiled and a bit arrogant. The man next to her is the county magistrate's youngest son, who's also spoiled. The two of them together make quite a scene!"
"..." The magistrate's son and the Cai family's daughter, Su Jiaoniang instantly knew their backgrounds, which made things difficult for Wang the carpenter and Bai Shi.
"They have indeed become a bit spoiled." It's no longer just spoiled; it's taking out their anger on innocent people because of the other party's mistake.
The young couple had a fight, and it was Bai and the carpenter Wang who got hurt. What did they do wrong?
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