At the beginning, the abandoned wife brought two children, and became the richest man by farming and

Yiren patiently and meticulously responded to each customer's question, and greeted people with a smile when encountering those who were too expensive and taunted, as if he was kind and rich.

I thought it would be good if the Ai Tuan, which cost ten copper coins each, could be sold out. The ninety I brought today would be good, and there won't be many reservations.So Yiren didn't bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and had to write down the [-] scheduled customers, quantity, and taste one by one, which was very difficult for Yiren.

"Everyone, slow down, I didn't bring any pen, ink, paper and inkstone today. Since you have paid the deposit, I should give you a deed! Slow down, everyone, I'll go buy a pen and ink!" Yi Ren shouted loudly.

"Yellow paper and this ink stick, you can give me fifty cents!" A young, angry voice came from the side.

Yi Ren turned her head and saw that it turned out to be the ghostwriter of the bookstore that she had run away just now.He held a stack of yellow paper, half of which was obviously a broken ink stick, and handed it to Yi Ren.

"Brother, just give me the world price! Don't worry about what happened just now." Yi Ren thought he wanted to apologize because of what happened just now.

"No, fifty words." The young brother blushed, cherishing words like gold.

He is the ghostwriter of the nearby book shop, and the ghost writer is the person who copies the books for the book shop. Usually, the money is paid according to the length of the book, the words of the copyer, and so on.His family was poor and he had studied hard for many years, so he copied some books for others in the book store to subsidize his family.

When he saw the woman crying and begging on the ground just now, he was moved with compassion, and he never thought that the woman was deceiving, nor did he think that his behavior was generosity to others.Ashamed and indignant, he walked back to the bookstore, picked up a book, and saw that in the "Book Burning Cold Light Story", it was written, "Kuang is generous with the generosity of others. Is it worthless?"

For a moment, he was ashamed and went back to Yiren's stall to apologize, but he saw that there were a lot of people making reservations here.After thinking about it, I needed a pen and paper to make a reservation, so I went back to get it.Considering that she was dressed in ordinary clothes and she was not from a wealthy family in public, so she took the yellow paper and broke the unsalable ink sticks.

Yi Ren suddenly felt that this big boy was simple and cute, and according to his request, he gave fifty Wen and took the pen and paper.

"Do you want me to write it for you?" The boy looked indifferent, but the words he said were all meant to help.

"Okay." Yi Ren, who had already written down a word, immediately agreed. Her handwriting really didn't look like a village woman, so it's better to keep a low profile. "May I ask your name, Mr.?"

"Don't dare, Xiaosheng Tongsheng Zhang Qian." The boy took the pen and replied casually.

"Zhang Qian? Which Qian?" Yi Ren was stunned, Zhang Qian?Zhang Qian who was sent to the Western Regions?
"Hongqian's Qian." Zhang Qian replied naturally without even thinking about it. After finishing speaking, he remembered that this little sister-in-law might not be able to read. Just as he was thinking about how to explain it, he saw a vigorous man lying on the top yellow paper. The word "deed".

The word is thin but has a strong character, which makes people feel that there is a breath of clear bamboo after the rain, which is cold and refreshing.

Zhang Qian was taken aback, and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Your sister-in-law wrote this? What font is this?"

Yi Ren glanced at the noisy crowd, and made a silent gesture to Zhang Qian, signaling him to help write the deed.Zhang Qian understood, and hurriedly lowered his head and began to write.

In less than half an hour, all [-] Ai groups were ordered. Yi Ren wanted to give Zhang Qian some reward, but he insisted on not accepting it.He originally wanted to ask Yi Ren about the word, but at the moment there were people coming and going on the street, so he decided to ask another day.

Yi Ren thought about bringing him some food in the future, so he didn't force him.

After the reservation here was over, Yi Ren hurriedly pushed through the crowd to find Uncle Qing.Originally, she thought that Ai Tuan's sales would be in great trouble, so she told Uncle Qing that if she didn't come back at Sishi, he would ask Uncle Qing to go to Desheng Restaurant by himself and deliver the mountain goods for her.

"Uncle Qing, I'm back!" Because Ai Tuan's reservations were so popular, Yi Ren was extremely happy, and her voice unconsciously carried the charm of a girl.

"Good boy! Sit up quickly." Uncle Qing patted the bullock cart. "I'm about to go to Desheng Restaurant as you ordered!"

The bullock cart moved forward slowly, left Hongwu Street in the county, and headed for the town.

Before the bullock cart arrived at the door of Desheng Restaurant, Yi Ren saw many people around the door of the restaurant from a distance, and the sound of women's crying could be heard.

"Obviously you promised yesterday, I will take my mountain goods for four fen! I sent it all the way and you don't want it! I'm dead!"

Yi Ren couldn't help but wonder: What kind of green tea nest was poked here today, the one who asked for moi tuan just now, will another one insist on delivering mountain goods?She wants to see who it is and what quality of goods can steal her business!
Uncle Qing yelled: "The bullock cart is coming! Make way!"

The crowd dispersed, and Uncle Qing saw the woman at the door of the restaurant first.

"Ms. Zheng? Why is it you?" Uncle Qing looked surprised, and then remembered that Mrs. Zheng followed him to Desheng Restaurant in his own car that day, and he was angry and blamed himself for a moment.

It turned out that Mrs. Zheng followed Uncle Qing that day and learned of the restaurant where Yiren delivered the mountain goods, and when they returned, they called her man, and several children from the village went up to the mountain to pick mushrooms, and promised to give them five dollars each when they returned from selling the mushrooms. a copper plate.

Sanmao and Simao won a few copper coins for picking mountain goods every day. The two children didn't tell anyone except their family members. Zheng also heard it from Qianggen, so these children in the village didn't know about Sanmao and Simao. thing.They have never seen the good thing that picking mushrooms can get five copper coins, so they went up the mountain happily.

It's just that for a while, the mushrooms in the forest behind Songjiazhuang were almost picked by Aunt Li and a few children, and it hadn't rained for days, so the mushrooms that used to be everywhere were now very few.

In desperation, Zheng had no choice but to take everyone to the deep mountains to find it.Because Yi Ren told Aunt Li not to go too deep into the mountains, so she really found a lot of mountain goods for Zheng and the others.

After a long journey and a lot of effort, Zheng finally picked a few baskets of mushrooms.

Zheng thought happily, four copper coins per catty, she must have at least forty or fifty catties here, and she can get two hundred coins, and five copper coins for each of the four dead boys is only twenty coins.This time I made a net profit of 180 Wen!Zheng was so excited that he didn't sleep well all night.

Early the next morning, she deliberately spent two copper coins to pick up the goods on the handlebar of Shangsha Village.The two copper coins were a little distressed, but thinking about the 180 Wen that was about to enter her pocket, she became generous again, and gave the handlebar style two Wen.

Zheng originally thought that she would go after Yiren delivered the goods, so that she could avoid her, so that she would not know that he was prying her business, and only waited for the day when he could squeeze her out and scare her jaw off!

But I didn't expect Yiren to go to the county to sell moi tuan today, and when I arrived at the restaurant a little late, I happened to meet her.

Just now when she reached the entrance of the restaurant, she raised her hand and opened the door. The waiter at the door saw Mrs. Zheng coming in, and said with a smile on her face, "Sister-in-law, we don't have breakfast here!"

Mrs. Zheng said hurriedly: "I don't eat, I'm here to deliver mountain goods to you!"