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

On the second day, Yiren delivered the mountain goods as usual, and went to the pier to set up her cake stand.After not leaving the stall for many days, the big brothers who worked on the dock gathered around.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you go out of the stall recently?" A familiar elder brother asked enthusiastically.

"Some urgent matters at home." Yi Ren always smiled at her God.

"No..." The elder brother leaned in front of her, rolled his eyes and raised his chin, pointing the tip of his chin at the noodle stall not far away. "You don't come to do this business, but someone wants to do it for you!"

Yi Ren looked in the direction of the eldest brother's chin, he was an old noodle seller.Today, in addition to a steaming cauldron, there was an extra basket on his stall, and the white cloth on it only covered half of the basket, exposing the black-faced pancakes inside.

"Normal, let's do business!" Yi Ren continued to greet the people who came over with a good-tempered smile.

The old man couldn't help but get angry when he saw Yiren who was surrounded by people as soon as people came and put down his things.A few days ago, he was envious of the good sales of Yiren's cakes, and thinking about the difficulty of making cakes, which family's daughter-in-law can't make them, he asked his old lady to make some and sell them.

On the first day, I only made 21 pancakes, but I didn't expect that none of them were sold.Seeing that he was about to go to work in the afternoon, and there were fewer and fewer people strolling and resting on the pier, he had to push the cart to the central street of the town—only nine pancakes were sold, and there were [-] pancakes left. If you don't sell it, I'm afraid it will be so hard that you can kill a dog tomorrow, so how can you sell it!

The old noodle stall thought about it, but couldn't figure out what the problem was.Today, seeing Yiren came to sell cakes, he sneaked a few glances at the cakes, which looked like they were made of white flour.

No wonder!Who is willing to use white flour to sell cakes!My family uses black flour mixed with cornmeal!This little daughter-in-law is such a prodigal!The old noodle stall sneered disdainfully.

Seeing that Yiren's pancakes were about to be sold out, let alone pancakes, even the boiled noodles didn't sell a few bowls.

The old man couldn't help being annoyed, he took several steps towards Yi Ren, and finally took back his steps.Seeing that the few people here also left after eating the noodles, he couldn't help sighing, and then walked to Yiren's cake stand in a fit of anger.

"Hey, little girl, sell me one of your cakes!" the old man said angrily without looking at Yi Ren.

Yi Ren looked at the angry little old man in front of him, couldn't help laughing, and said, "You take it to eat, what kind of money do you charge for the neighbors!"

She took out a piece of vegetarian pancake and an egg pancake, and stuffed them into the old man's hands without any explanation.

The old man wanted to reprimand, "Did I send you some cake money?", but following Yi Ren's movements, the smell of the cake entered the old man's nostrils. I took a bite into my mouth.

The tender yellow and soft egg cakes are oily and burnt in the mouth. They have the aroma of eggs, as well as the aromas of flour and shallots.

"How is it? Old man!" The elder brother who had just talked to Yi Ren came to the old man again at some point and asked teasingly.

The old man focused all his attention on the cake. He chewed the cake carefully while thinking about the ingredients inside. Suddenly, he was asked by the big brother at the pier without thinking about it. He nodded in a daze, "It's delicious, it's delicious..."

The eldest brother laughed out loud: "Okay, you noodle seller, you finally admit that my sister-in-law's pancakes are delicious?"

The old man finally came back to his senses, and his face blushed: Why did he involuntarily praise other people's food for being delicious! ...

With such a incident, the old man threw the copper plate on the Yiren stall, as if the copper plate was hot, and then fled away.

Yi Ren thought it was funny, this old man was diligently selling noodles, and he wanted to make cakes after seeing her cakes were selling well. In her opinion, there was no problem at all, as long as it wasn't Zheng's kind of stealing, cheating, and self-interested behavior. , she felt that it was a legitimate business competition.What's more, the old man praised her cakes as delicious!

With a smile on the corner of Yi Ren's mouth, he was cleaning up the stalls that were almost sold, when a group of people in official uniforms surrounded him.

"Who is Song Yiren?" The leader asked coldly, standing straight and not knowing where to look.

Yi Ren looked up and down at the few people who came. They were all dressed in uniform, which looked like official uniforms, but she didn't recognize the costumes, so she didn't know who they were.

"Who is Song Yiren who sells cakes?" Seeing that no one responded, the man shouted again, this time he did not look far away, and glanced at everyone present with a cold look.

Although the crowd didn't know their identities, they knew that they were definitely not ordinary people by looking at their uniform clothes and cold demeanor.

In this era, people are afraid of officials, and if they are coldly swept away by the leader, everyone will immediately disperse like birds and beasts.Only Iraqi and the old man selling noodles were left.

Seeing that he couldn't guess the purpose of these people, and couldn't stay here forever, Yiren took the initiative to step forward and said, "I am Song Yiren. I wonder why this lord is looking for me?"

Yi Ren didn't know who this person was, but it was always right to want to be called "Master".

"You are suspected of tax evasion, come with us!" The man glanced at Yi Ren coldly and said without emotion.

The few people probably saw that Yi Ren was a woman and she was pregnant with Liujia, but they didn't try to capture her, they just surrounded her and walked forward with her in their arms.

Yi Ren also looked confused, tired of talking?What are you talking about?Still broke the law?

"Hey, lord, lord!" The old noodle seller next to him changed his usual timid manner and shouted to stop those people. "Guys, are you from the Commercial and Taxation Office?"

Seeing that the person calling him was an old man, the leader didn't feel embarrassed, and nodded to express his affirmation.

The old man followed up, panting and said: "My lords, this little lady and I are doing some small businesses, you see we don't even have a storefront, we sell some cakes and buy some noodles every day, which will be enough for the family to eat porridge. Where can I work at the Commercial and Taxation Office, my lords?"

"Hmph, then I'll leave it to you!" The man stopped talking to the old noodle seller and gave Yiren a push. "Let's go!"

The old man still wanted to say something, but Yiren was afraid that the officials would get angry and hurt the old man, so he hurriedly said, "Old man, I'm fine, go to Zhongxin Street and find an old handlebar called Song Qing, and ask him to give it to Aunt Li." Bring a letter and tell me I'll be back later!"

After the previous two incidents, Yi Ren was afraid that he would not return home on time, and Aunt Li was worried again, so she happened to dismiss the old noodle seller.

The old man got an errand arranged by the Yiren, so he stopped bumping into the officials, but he still shouted: "Sister-in-law, you are a small business, you don't have a storefront, and you don't pay taxes, don't be afraid!"

Hearing these words, Yi Ren immediately understood that what they were talking about should be tax evasion, which means tax evasion.