MTL - Unlimited Supplies: Take the Space Supermarket To Support the Right Minister-Chapter 68 The consciousness of holding the thigh is as high as her

  Chapter 68 The consciousness of hugging the thigh is as high as her

  Yu Xiaolian read the pricing on the list to Mrs. Sun, who was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth and called out the sky-high price.

   "Just cream rolls, two taels of silver for one piece?"

  She doesn't understand the world of rich people.

  Yu Xiaolian nodded, "Well, but we can only divide in half, one or two."

"One tael is not too much, so let's send ten cream rolls to Mingxiang Pavilion every day, that's ten taels, plus snow cakes and waffles, and... Lian'er, please help Mom, do the math, how much can we earn in a day?"

  Yu Xiaolian held down the excited Sun, "Mother, calm down, we will make a lot of money later, do you know who the owner of Mingxiang Pavilion is?"

   "Who? Do we still know each other?"

   "Of course I know him. He is Doctor Xiao Zheng. My brother told me in a dream before that Doctor Xiao Zheng will be the richest man in our Great Liang Country. If you say we hang out with him, how bad is that?"

  Remembering that Zheng Yuanfeng didn't want too many people to know his true identity, Yu Xiaolian told Sun Shi not to tell anything about Mr. Zheng.

   Mrs. Sun nodded, saying that she would never say anything, and she still murmured that the next time she had a chance to see Mr. Zheng, she had to treat him better.

  Yu Xiaolian snickered, it seems that her mother's awareness of holding her thigh is as high as hers.

  Ms. Sun thought about it, and decided to let Yu Xiaolian stay for a few days, and invite Zheng Yuanfeng to come to his house for dinner to enhance their relationship.

   Thinking of some things from the future world at home, Mrs. Sun decided to replace everything with ancient ones. It is impossible for the house to never have guests, right?

   Just do it, Sun decided to go out in the afternoon to buy some wooden basins and barrels, as well as bamboo kang mats.

   Rice bags and flour bags have to be replaced with ordinary cloth bags.

  Listening to Mrs. Sun's nagging, Yu Xiaolian didn't object. It's okay to let Mrs. Sun replace the superficial things, but no one knows if there will be any accidents in the future.

  Yu Changhe is in the backyard, and with a walking stick, he can already feed the horses with fodder and water.

  Yu Xiaolian was unpacking mung bean cakes and chestnut cakes in the supermarket, while Mrs. Sun went shopping on the street.

  The family is busy going around, but they are having fun.

   In the afternoon, Mrs. Sun bought the things and asked Yu Xiaolian to put away the moisture-proof mats, and spread the bamboo kang mats.

   "It's so cool and refreshing. I'm dazzled by that cartoon pattern every day."

   Mrs. Sun is very satisfied with the Kang seats she chose.

   After changing the east room to the west room, seeing the facial cleanser and toothbrush set on Yu Xiaolian's window sill, Mrs. Sun asked Yu Xiaolian to put them in the cabinet.

  Yu Xiaolian pursed her lips, isn't Zheng Yuanfeng here yet? Put it in now, and you have to take it out again when you use it at night, which is a lot of trouble.

  But he was still obedient, and put the things into the side door partition of the closet.

  The rice and noodles were replaced with cloth bags, and the soybean oil was replaced with a porcelain jar.

  Plastic barrels and basins are all put away, and the wooden basins and wooden barrels bought by Sun will be used in the future.

  The plastic water ladle was also replaced with a gourd water ladle bought by Mrs. Sun. After everything was cleaned up, there was no future in this family, so Mrs. Sun smiled with satisfaction.

   And told Yu Xiaolian that the money will not be exposed. The plastic products made of special materials in her house are actually wealth.

He also said that there might not always be times when people would come to visit the neighbors. During this time, every time Mrs. Sun went out, she would run into the neighbor who opened a grocery store across the door. He greeted her with a smile, but she only dared to say hello Nodding her head, she didn't dare to be overly enthusiastic, for fear that someone would come over for a sit down.

  Sun told Yu Xiaolian that the relationship between neighbors should be good, and they should not be too independent.

  Yu Xiaolian understood that Sun wanted to make friends.

  It's really boring to always let Mrs. Sun stay at home and not go out. It's good to make friends and have a chat.

  After listening to Yu Xiaolian's words, Mrs. Sun was immediately happy. She also said that when she got rich, she also wanted to open a grocery store, selling some toothpaste, washing powder and so on, which would definitely sell well.

  Yu Xiaolian affirmed and supported Sun's self-motivation, saying that she would be the first to support Sun's idea of ​​opening a grocery store if she had money.

   Thinking about it, with Sun's agility, opening a grocery store will definitely be able to run well.

  However, this grocery store cannot be opened in Yangcheng. Over the years, the Northland will become more and more droughty, and there will be no harvest in autumn.

  By the spring of the next year, due to the depletion of water sources, large-scale riots and relocations will occur in the entire Northland, and Yangcheng will almost become an empty city.

   The most important thing is to save more money, and next summer, she can take Yu Changhe and Sun's family to take refuge in other places with water.

   Where should I go?

  Yu Xiaolian was a bit afraid to go to the capital city, she was afraid that if she went, she would be a sheep to a tiger's mouth, but if she wanted to do big things and make a fortune, she had to go to the capital city.

   You have to think about it.

  Recently, she wears colored contact lenses every day, and her eyes feel a little uncomfortable, so she doesn't wear them when she doesn't go out on weekdays, and no one comes to his house anyway.

  …

  Yu Xiaolian wore a black fisherman's hat and a white cotton mask, and pushed a trolley to the test site for the autumn test.

   Today's exam is for children, as long as you pass the exam, you can go to Qingquan Academy in Yangcheng to study.

  Many parents of candidates brought baskets to send them to the exam. Inside the baskets were dry food such as steamed buns and pancakes for their children to fight hunger.

  Yu Xiaolian yelled loudly, "Shortbread, crispy and fragrant shortbread is cheap, and it won't harden after a few days in the examination room.

Auntie, buy some shortbread for your child. After three days in the test, the steamed buns and pancakes are so hard that the child can’t chew them. The shortbread is still the same crispy and soft after a few days. There is sugar filling inside. Eating sugar can replenish physical strength! "

  The aunt that Yu Xiaolian crazily promoted, looked like she wanted to buy but was hesitant.

  At this time, a scholar behind her walked past her and asked Yu Xiaolian, "How do you sell the shortbread?"

   "One for four fen, three for ten fen." For the purpose of benefiting the students, Yu Xiaolian did not temporarily increase the price, and kept the original price.

  The scholar was not short of money on weekdays. When he heard that the shortbread was so cheap, he said happily, "Give me thirty shortbread."

Yu Xiaolian pointed to the other items in the snack box, "Do you want shortbread? There are also trough cakes and chestnut cakes, mung bean cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. They are all things that can be stored. They are all the same price. Do you want to mix them?" Come with me?"

   "If they're all the same price, then I'll order the same one, sorry for the trouble."

  Yu Xiaolian was busy wrapping up for the scholar, and the aunt who was hesitant to buy also came up to her, but what Yu Xiaolian didn't expect was that she was negotiating the price.

   "Meat buns are only two renminbi each, and your small crispy pancake sells for more than three renminbi, isn't it too dark? If you are two renminbi each, I'll give you ten renminbi."

  Yu Xiaolian looked up and saw a boy standing behind the aunt, about ten years old, who was pulling the old lady's clothes with his hands at this time, probably because he disliked his mother for being too embarrassing in public.

   "Ma'am, my snacks are all made of fine grains. I don't earn any money after all the cost and hard work. It's not cheap."

   As soon as Yu Xiaolian finished speaking, the aunt was pushed aside by the parents of other scholars, "If you don't buy it, don't get in the way."

   "Give me a hundred cash, just like the previous guy, just pack a few and mix it in."

   Ask for a monthly pass.

   Ask for collection.

   Ask for recommendation.

   The editor asked me to be more polite.

   I'm done begging, now it's up to you.

  (end of this chapter)