Ugly Peasant Wife: Money Grubber

Yang Xinyu jumps out of the carriage and walks in the direction Yang Huan points to. He finds that this is a flea market selling second-hand cheap things.

Because the place is very secluded, few people know that Yang Xinyu is here for the first time.

If she had no business to do, she would like to look around.

Because she found a lot of iron stalls. Although these iron wares are old, they can still be used.

"Miss Yang, it's the one in front." The voice of the big boss rang out coldly.

Yang Xinyu looked in the direction he pointed out. At a glance, it was a small stall. Besides preserved fruits, there were some handkerchiefs, sachets and other gadgets.

As for the stall, it was a peasant woman in her early twenties.

The farmer's wife is wearing patched clothes. It can be seen that the color of her clothes is still bright, and the patch has been added recently.

Yang Xinyu went over and asked, "how can I sell this preserved Hawthorn?"

The peasant woman wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and said, "this is five Wen a Jin. My guest, if you want it, you might as well have a look at this handkerchief. It's my own embroidery. It's only eight Wen."

"Five Wen a Jin, so cheap?" Yang Xinyu didn't expect that the things he worked hard to make were sold so cheaply.

It's no wonder that the big owners want to come to the door, and the outside sales are so expensive, so the business of Linhuan building is naturally affected.

Fortunately, she went there in person, otherwise she didn't know the situation.

The farmer's wife was sweating, "this is a flea market. Of course, things are cheap."

In fact, when she said this, she felt that she had no bottom in her heart.

Yang Xinyu pointed to the handkerchief and said, "but you charge eight Wen for this handkerchief, but only five Wen for a kilo of preserved fruit. Don't you lose money in this way?"

The peasant woman sighed and said honestly, "sister, if you can find here, you must be aiming to buy preserved fruit. I'll tell you straight away. I don't want to sell cheap preserved fruit. After all, it's against Linhuan building."

Yang Xinyu and Su Yixi looked at each other and asked, "elder sister, since you know you can't fight against Linhuan building, why do you sell preserved fruits so cheaply?"

The peasant woman picked up a sachet and said with a bitter smile, "I just want to sell these gadgets."

Who knows, instead of selling preserved fruits, these gadgets still can't be sold.

Yang Xinyu didn't want to beat around the bush with her and said, "elder sister, I'm actually a businessman who provides preserved fruit for Linhuan building. This is the owner of Linhuan building. How do you make preserved fruit?"

"Big Big boss... " The farmer's wife looked at the man in front of her. She remembered that not long ago, the man came and bought her five Jin preserved fruit.

It turns out that this man is the owner of Linhuan building?

She flopped down on her knees and said, "I have no eyes. I didn't recognize my boss and sold him preserved fruit. I really deserve to die."

I didn't want to scare her. Why did this man kneel down?

Besides, she is also a businessman. Why is she so different from her boss?

Yang Xinyu looked at his boss with some blame and said, "we're not here to scare you. We just want to ask why you can make preserved fruit."

The farmer's wife secretly glanced at them again. Then she raised her head and said, "my man once bought me food. At that time, he was hunting in the mountains, and he didn't live so poor."

She said, flashing tears, "but a few days ago, my man was hunting in the mountains, and he was bitten by wild animals. I heard that this thing is valuable. I went to the mountain specially to pick hawthorn and apple. It took me several days to make this taste."

Yang Xinyu was shocked and said, "you said that you can try to make the same taste after eating it only once?"

Even he Zijun, who has the advantage of taste, can't match his extraordinary sense of taste.

The farmer's wife buried her head and said, "well, I'm afraid the people in Linhuan building will come to me, but I'm also helpless. I don't want to ruin their business. Please don't take me to see an official. If I'm locked in, my man will be hungry. "

It can be seen that the peasant women know that this is wrong, but they have to do it out of frustration.

Yang Xinyu appreciated her ability and said, "if we don't take you to the government, you have to promise me a request."

The farmer thought that she was going to give up. She assured him, "I know it's wrong. I'll never make preserved fruit again."

Unexpectedly, Yang Xinyu denied, "no, I want you to continue to make preserved fruits, but not to sell them at a stall, but to sell them directly to me."

"Sell For you? " After hearing this, is it different for a peasant woman to sell it to this girl or to her boss?

Yang Xinyu is very clear. Of course, it is different. If you sell it to her, she can make a difference. She can sell it to her boss. She can't earn a cent.

So she didn't wait for her boss to speak, and immediately threw out the bait, "yes, as long as you sell it to me, I can give you 20 Wen a Jin. It's more than you can earn by selling it secretly. I've signed with my boss in black and white. It's not illegal for you to do so. "In this way, Yang Xinyu sold the preserved fruit to Linhuan building for 120 Wen, which was not a loss.

The peasant woman stammered, "two Twenty Wen? So much? "

She can make ten catties of preserved fruit in a day. Can't she earn two hundred pennies a day?

No matter how much she earns a day now, it's only eighty Wen.

She thought she would be arrested by the government or ordered not to make preserved fruits.

But the girl did not embarrass her at all, and put forward such an attractive request.

At this time, the farmer's wife looked at Yang Xinyu's chubby face, just like looking at the Bodhisattva of Guanyin.

She said gratefully, "sister, you are really kind-hearted. My husband and wife have nothing to repay. Let me call you a benefactor!"

Only she can see that Yang Xinyu is kind-hearted, and Su Yixi can see that Yang Xinyu is black hearted.

What's the difference between his one or two or ten Wen.

Yang Xinyu was very embarrassed when he was praised. He scratched his head and said, "elder sister, don't call me any benefactor. The person who doesn't investigate the responsibility of elder sister is the big boss."

She said, looking at the big boss, "big boss, don't you think so?"

She has already taken advantage of the big boss. She can't be a good man, but she has to give it to the big boss, isn't she?

Su also Xi sees her to see good to close, also don't tear down her step way, "is, you say right."

Yang Xinyu was relieved and said, "by the way, elder sister, I haven't asked you how to call me!"

The farmer's wife collected the stall and said, "my name is Yu Juhua. How about you, sister?"

Yang Xinyu said with a smile, "it's sister Yu. My name is Yang Xinyu."

Yu Juhua's eyes brightened, "Yang Xinyu Did you take over the boss of the Zhao family? "