After time travel, I became the first richest woman in Lizhao

Chapter 4 The First Money Made
"This..." The woman sighed helplessly.

"Little brother, is the Hu spicy soup good?" Zhao Ling'er was very happy, and the business came soon.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, I'm going to let my mother taste it later!"

"Hey, drink slowly, don't burn it." The woman had no choice but to follow him.

"Boss, bring me a bowl too!" A big bearded man came downstairs.

"Okay!" Zhao Ling'er quickly agreed, serving him soup.

"Brother, we still have freshly fried fritters here, which are fragrant and soft, do you want to try it?" Zhao Linger followed the trend and sold it.

"Fried dough sticks? Give me ten sticks!"

"Okay!" Zhao Ling'er quickly wrapped the fried dough stick in paper and handed it to the elder brother.

"And fried dough sticks? I want it too! I want it too!" The little boy also yelled.

"Okay, give us a fried dough stick too!" said the elderly woman.

thump, thump, a young woman went downstairs slowly, she glanced at the little boy, with a loving smile on her face.

"Wenxuan, what are you eating?" the woman asked softly.

"Grandma, come and try it! This hot and spicy soup is delicious!" The little boy stood up excitedly, and ran to pull his mother.

"Young Mistress." The old woman also stood up and went to help the young woman.

"Aunt Zhang, let's have breakfast here. Look how delicious Wenxuan's food is."

"Okay. Okay." Aunt Zhang hurriedly agreed.

"Boss, give us two more bowls of Hu spicy soup and three fried dough sticks."

"Okay!" Zhao Ling'er looked at this elegant young woman, feeling inexplicably comfortable.

The young woman was a little surprised when she saw her, but soon recovered her expression.

Seeing them eating here, some people also came to drink Hu spicy soup one after another.

It's only eight o'clock now, and the rest of them will definitely not last until ten o'clock.

"Hey, little brother." Zhao Ling'er walked to the receptionist.

"Can you help me tell the seller of Hu spicy soup and ask him to bring over 30 more bowls and 80 fried dough sticks."

"Yes, yes, but you have to give me 10 Wen for running errands first!"

“10文！”赵灵儿默默心算：一碗汤挣半文、两根油条挣半文，80碗汤挣40文，180根油条挣45文，一共85……

"No problem, you go and come back quickly, it will be delivered within half an hour, and half the wages will be deducted half an hour later!"

Before he finished speaking, the man had already disappeared.

The work in the morning was over. Zhao Linger counted the 75 Wen in his hand twice to make sure it was correct.

She took out 10 Wen, returned to the Hu Hot Soup shop, and handed it to Wu Ma.

Next, she has to figure out how to gain a foothold here.

The most important thing is to buy yourself a suit of clothes first.

No, she has to book a room first, forget it, buy clothes first, and then go back to the Junpeng Inn.

"Mama Wu, I'll come see you again at 5 pm."

It was still more lively at the Junpeng Inn, so she went back to the commercial street.

There are many connected clothing stores here, and it turns out that ancient clothing stores are also so developed.It seems that women's money is easy to make!

Zhao Linger walked into a ready-made clothing store, and there were rows and rows of bundles of fabrics on the table, all of which were colorful and beautiful.

There were also ready-to-wear garments hanging on the walls, but they were too big.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell this cloth?"

"30 Wen a horse."

"What about making it into a garment?"

"A set of 20 characters."

"Is a child like me a set of 20 Wen?"

"You?" The shopkeeper glanced at Zhao Ling'er: "You little boy, let's just set it at 15 Wen."

"Then can I specify the style?"

"Ah, look at the ones hanging on the wall. I can do all of these. You can choose one."

Zhao Linger looked at it from left to right and shook her head.

"These styles are not good-looking, can I draw them, and you can make them for me."

"Hey, little girl, there are quite a lot of requests! I want to see what style you want?" After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper brought a piece of paper and a brush and put them on the table.

Zhao Linger thought about it, and started to draw.

It will be late autumn soon, so I have to make a cotton coat first.

Do not have a high collar but a V-neck to make your neck appear longer.There should be fur around the collar so that it is warm.Just use a buckle for the button.By the way, I also need a dark green belt to make my waist look thinner.Well, just use the light teal patterned fabric.It is paired with a dark blue waist-length pleated skirt, which should be clean.Well, that's it.

Draw a good picture and give it to the shopkeeper.

"Well, it's not difficult, but this set of clothes needs at least 500 renminbi, can you afford it, little girl?" The shopkeeper held the picture, looked left and right, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

"500 Wen?" Zhao Linger was startled.

30 wen a piece of cloth, 500 wen can buy 17 pieces of cloth.

This... high-end clothing customization?

Can't afford to buy.

"Forget it, just give me a set of your ready-made clothes." Zhao Linger said helplessly.

After taking the clothes, Zhao Linger suddenly thought: "How about I buy some more cloth and ask Mama Wu if she will do it?"

"Shopkeeper, where is the picture I drew just now?"

"What picture?"

"Just, the one I drew on the table just now!"

"Oh, didn't you want it? I threw it away."

"You threw it away?" Zhao Linger frowned, angry and helpless.

I took the clothes and counted them, and there was 50 Wen left.

Yawning, Zhao Ling'er didn't sleep well last night, so she rushed back to the Junpeng Inn and booked a comfortable big bed room.She wants to sleep well with Wu Ma tonight!
After squinting for a while, it seemed that the sky was going to be dark.

Zhao Ling'er got up to find Wu Ma.

"Ahem, Ling'er! Go to sleep by yourself, I'll go back to my son's house, it's fine." Wu Ma pushed Zhao Ling'er's hand away and said with a smile.

"Wu Ma, Wen'e treated you like that. From now on, you will live with me, and I will take care of you. You don't have to be afraid of her!" Zhao Linger took Wu Ma's arm.

"No, no, no matter what, I still have my son. I am too old to walk, and he will definitely support me! You, a little girl, have just earned a few pennies, so don't spend money lavishly, save it. "Wu Ma pushed Zhao Linger's hand away again, and slowly went home.

(End of this chapter)