Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

"That's right, if you go to the city to help, you can not only solve your personal food and clothing problems, but also save a lot of money. Most, most importantly, you can also broaden your horizons, learn new knowledge, and greatly improve your ability to earn a living. oh."

"Is there such a good thing in the world?" Tusun couldn't believe that such a big pie could fall from the sky and hit himself.

"Yes, I'll tell you secretly, Taoist chief Qian Duo has a kind heart, and he thinks you are a malleable talent, so he specifically told me to take you to the city."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Wen Xiang blushed and said big words without panting.

"Okay, I'll go." Tusun, who didn't know the truth, immediately surrendered.

"That's great, the Taoist priest must be very happy to know, he really likes you." Wen Xiang smiled and bent his eyebrows, making a victory gesture in his heart: Yeah, it's done.

"In the past few days, you should pack up well, and we will go to the city when I have something to do."

"Yes." Tusun rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Then I'll go first, bye." Wen Xiang smiled sweetly and walked away.

The king immediately followed up with a "snap" sound, leaving Tusun alone in the same place in a daze.

Now that Tusun has been dealt with, Wen Xiang intends to go all out to take down the uncle as well, and report directly to the uncle's house.

Wen Zhong's excuse here is also to help the shop opened by the Taoist chief. It's not that she doesn't want to show off her ability to buy and open a shop, but that she doesn't want to bother explaining the source of funds.

Wen Xiang likes to hang around and make a lot of money. It's better that no one knows how much money she has, so as not to have to deal with the crap of borrowing money and asking for help.

And if Mrs. Zhang finds out that she owns the shop, she will definitely bring Wen Zhang over. She doesn't like the flamboyant and idle Wen Zhang the most.

Although Wen Xiang's affection for Wen Zhong's family is average, her elder brother's affection for Wen Zhong is very deep.

In terms of emotion and reason, she can't directly confront Wen Zhong and Zhang, and she still needs to be respected on the surface.

But obviously, the money earned from selling sweet potatoes is not enough to open a shop, let alone the source of spices.

Just put everything on Daoist Wuwei, anyway, it is impossible for the uncle to ask whether the teacher is true or not.

"Are you going to the city?" Wen Zhong frowned, "Why does the shop opened by the Taoist priest ask you to be a girl to help? What can you do?"

Wen Xiang: Hehe, I look down on girls, I can do a lot of things.

"The Taoist priest runs a spice shop, and he only knows me as a girl, so he has to ask me for help."

"What does he want you to do?"

"Mainly to help make incense, greet guests and so on."

"No, it's not good for you as a girl to show your face all the time. It's better to ask the second or third brother to help."

"Uncle, the recipe for making incense has to be kept secret. How can the Taoist priest just find someone to replace it? I have been helping the Taoist priest all the time, so he agreed to me to help."

"Uncle, I think so. Since I can't do the heavy work in the field, I have nothing to do at home. Why don't I go to work in the city, so I can take care of my elder brother nearby and subsidize my family."

"Er girl's words are reasonable." Zhang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly chimed in, "Dao'er spends a lot of money on studying."

"Don't worry about money, uncle is always there."

Wen Zhong planned to support his nephew's education, but unfortunately his mother-in-law was not strong enough. Mrs. Zhang frowned and said, "The second girl is fine around the house, so it would be good if she could make some money."

Zhang's sweet potato stall has been closed for a while, and she can only close the stall when everything is sold out, but her urge to make money cannot stop.

"Uncle, we have all grown up, and we have to be self-reliant. How can we bother Uncle with everything? The road in life is so long, how much can Uncle help us?"

"As the saying goes, mountains will fall if you rely on mountains, and water will flow if you rely on yourself. My aunt is right. I can't just stay at home and go to work in the city. I can make money and visit my brother often. Isn’t it the best of both worlds?”

Hearing Wen Xiang say such sensible words, Wen Zhong showed a gratified expression: "Although that is the case, uncle is not at ease if you go to the city by yourself."

"Uncle, don't worry, Daoist Wuwei is a master of Taoism, so why would he still bully me as a little girl? Besides, Tusun is going too."

"Tusun?" Wen Zhong and Mrs. Zhang wondered at the same time, "He's going too?"

"Well, it was requested by the Taoist priest." Wen Xiang quickly blocked the possibility of the two asking questions.

"Does Daoer know that you are going to help?" Wen Zhong confirmed again.

"I know, he thinks it's pretty good too."

"Then—alright." Wen Zhongmian reluctantly agreed.

Mrs. Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked another question she cared about: "How much did the priest say he would give you?"

"Uh┈┈, Daoist—I didn't say anything." Wen Xiang was at a loss for words for a while, and hadn't figured out how to make it up yet.

"Hey, what's the point of asking that, the Taoist priest can still lose the second girl's money."

"Can't I ask?" Mrs. Zhang was upset.

Wen Zhong ignored his wife: "Second girl, you can go."

Wen Xiang ordered to leave the battlefield quickly, and bid farewell to everyone.

Dafang Wenxin and Li's attitudes are consistent with Wen Zhong's hesitation, after all, they are a girl's family, but they fully respect Wen Xiang's ideas.

Erfang Wenjing and Qian's performance was as taciturn as ever, and they only said "If it's not good, go home."

Sanfang Wenzhang and Mrs. Zhao were extremely excited, calling out "good things, good things" and expressing their desire to go to the city to work in indirect ways.

To be honest, Wen Xiang never considered the possibility of Uncle La becoming a shareholder of the incense shop:
The brothers settle accounts clearly, don't look at the way they get along happily now, it's just a superficial appearance, once interests are involved, there is a possibility of overturning at any time.

In order to be happy relatives in the future, she would never get uncle to buy shares, and the calculating couple in front of her was even more out of her consideration.

Therefore, Wen Xiang just kept laughing, pretending that she didn't understand anything, and Zhao was so angry that she stomped her feet.

Wen Xiang turned around and went to say goodbye to Wen Qing, Wen Qing was busy embroidering her wedding dress, and heard that Wen Xiang was going to work in the city, but she just told her to take care of herself, without any special behavior.

Wen Lan is different, she is full of thorns inside and out, she is not envious of Wen Xiang being able to work as a helper, but jealous and hate Wen Xiang for entering the city before her, how is this possible?How can she bear it?
Wen Xiang's usual practice is to ignore Wen Lan's words, and she is not interested in being a target for anyone to attack, so she just chatted with Wen Qing casually and left.

As soon as Wen Xiang came out of the west wing, she saw her aunt who was timidly peeping at her.

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