Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 1592 - 1591 Booming Business_1

By now, the queue in front of the Imperial Manor had already stretched to the gates of the Capital City, which wasn’t far from the manor itself. Today’s customers included not only the wealthy from within the city but also those who had traveled from afar. The entire upper class of Daqi had turned up, each bringing several horse-drawn carriages. The length of the queue was somewhat exaggerated.

This situation truly exceeded Qiao Xiaomai’s expectations. She knew many people would come today, but she had not anticipated such numbers.

Yang Ye and Yang Hao hadn’t expected it either. It was the first time Daqi held such an event and both brothers had come along.

"Call for reinforcements from the Imperial Guards to maintain order. Anyone causing a disturbance should be arrested immediately," Yang Hao gave the order.

These people were the upper echelons of Daqi and needed to be well protected.

"We also need to impose purchase limits or else those at the back won’t have a chance to buy anything," Yang Ye said.

At this point, there were no poor people lining up, each more affluent than the last. If someone like Gina’s Father were to carelessly buy tens of thousands of watermelons with a wave of his hand, then those at the back indeed wouldn’t have the opportunity to buy any.

Yang Hao strongly agreed and sent people to inform the queue about the limitation, chiefly to give those at the back some peace of mind. They would do their best to ensure that everyone who came today could leave with something.

"Should I go and brew some Sour Plum Soup?" Xiaomai suggested.

Such a large crowd waiting was undoubtedly exhausting, and to be honest, even though she had seen her fair share of the world, the line before her was still a shock.

Startled by the sight, she felt it necessary to offer these people a token of appreciation.

Sour Plum Soup was easy to make, economical, plentiful, and tasty. After feeling her generosity, people would surely return next year. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Is that necessary?" Yang Ye pointed to the seven stalls in front of him, "Won’t you stay and watch over them?"

"No need, you guys are here to manage," said Yang Hao. With people like Yang Ye, Bei Lingsu, both possessing status and power, even if she stayed, she would just be watching.

She might as well go to the kitchen to prepare some Sour Plum Soup, which would sweeten the deal for customers, encouraging them to open their wallets more readily.

"Alright then, you go ahead," waved Yang Hao.

Thus, Qiao Xiaomai went to the Imperial Manor’s kitchen to make the Sour Plum Soup. Once the first pot was ready, the sale began.

The first seven people at the head of the seven queues stepped forward. The soldiers running the stalls first asked whether they wanted to try the freshly made Sour Plum Soup by Xiaomai herself—fresh out of the pot and quite hot, but delicious.

Free stuff, especially made in person by Xiaomai, was naturally a must-have.

All seven people filled their exquisite teapots with the soup, and upon tasting the delicious Sour Plum Soup, they quickly switched to urns, intending to fill those instead.

Of course, that was not permissible. The Sour Plum Soup was a complimentary gift, and gifts had to be limited.

So, the seven people had to give up on the idea and began selecting other goods.

Watermelons were a must, and they wanted to purchase them in bulk. Unfortunately, Xiaomai had imposed a limit, allowing each person to buy only ten.

The crayfish were also a novel treat. Although they didn’t have chili peppers to pair with them, they still tasted great when cooked in other ways.

The woolen sweaters were an entirely fresh concept. They felt soft to the touch, were not ugly in design, and with a restriction of one per person at no more than five hundred taels, those who could afford to shop here didn’t mind the price and bought them.

Seaweed was another first-time encounter. Some liked it after trying it, while others didn’t. Those who didn’t care for it obviously wouldn’t buy it, but those who liked it definitely would.

Floral Dew was a must-buy. Xiaomai limited it to ten jars per person, and everyone made sure to buy the full limit. If used sparingly, it could last a year.