Female supremacy: sweet girl turns into a rough woman, farming and starting a business to support he

Zhou Xiaofeng heard someone calling him and turned to look at the door.

"It's really you. Why are you in the city? I remember you married and moved to the countryside, didn't you?"

As the person who was talking came closer, Zhou Xiaofeng recognized that this person was Deng Mingchen, his next-door neighbor from his mother's side. They used to play together when they were children, but later he found that Deng Mingchen often imitated him and had a strong competitive spirit, so he reduced his contact with him.

The last time he heard news about Deng Mingchen was the only time he went back. His mother told him that the girl she had chosen for him married Deng Mingchen. That girl was capable and within a few years she bought a house in the city and moved to the city with her whole family.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Deng Mingchen thought that he didn't recognize him. Indeed, he was now wearing a satin robe and expensive rouge and powder.

"It's me, Deng Mingchen. I came to see you off on your wedding day."

"Oh, it's you. I didn't recognize you after not seeing you for so long."

"You are still the same. I recognized you at first sight. I heard that your wife drives a bullock cart in your village. She probably doesn't make much money. We are old friends. Waiter, the things my friend buys will be charged to me."

The waiter immediately responded: "Okay, Mr. Deng."

Father Lin was listening at the side and suddenly felt something was wrong. At first he thought this person was Zhou Xiaofeng's friend, but he didn't expect that he was here to humiliate him. He was about to speak, but Zhou Xiaofeng held his hand.

"Thank you so much. I just happened to want to buy some fabric to make clothes for my wife and children. If you pay for it, I don't have to worry about which one to choose. Thank you so much."

Deng Mingchen's smug smile froze. He had never expected this answer. Shouldn't Zhou Xiaofeng be angry and refuse to leave? Why did this happen?

"Waiter, give me one of these, one of these, and one of these."

"Okay, husband, I'll pack it for you right away."

He regretted it deeply, but he couldn't bring himself to refuse, so he could only watch the waiter pack the cloth and hand it to Zhou Xiaofeng.

"My husband gave me one tael, seven hundred wen in total. It has been put into my husband's account."

Zhou Xiaofeng held the cloth with a smile, turned around and thanked Deng Mingchen, whose eyes were wide open and frozen.

"Thank you so much. If it weren't for your generosity, I wouldn't have been able to use such fine fabric. Let's go now."

He has really become a country bumpkin. How come he is so shameless?

Deng Mingchen watched them leave, stamping his feet in anger. The waiter saw that he looked unhappy and said tremblingly, "Mr. Deng, the fabric flowers you ordered last time have arrived. Can I pack them for you now?"

"What are you packing? You don't know how to read my face!"

The waiter watched the man storm off after saying that and rolled his eyes. Tsk, he failed to humiliate the man and was instead blackmailed. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Lin's father and Zhou Xiaofeng went to Liu Ying's cloth shop to meet up with Lin Yiyan and the others. The cloth they had chosen had just been packed. Last night, Lin Jiaojiao told them to go to Liu's cloth shop and buy whatever they liked. They could just charge her directly and they wouldn't have to pay.

Zhou Xiaofeng felt embarrassed, and the linen sold by this store was of high quality but a little more expensive, so he thought of going to another store to have a look. Unexpectedly, he got a windfall.

Lin Family Village.

After the grandfather and grandson cleaned the house, Zhao Yang picked up the wash basin and walked towards the stream.

In the morning, Lin's father showed him how to get to the stream. Fortunately, it was not far and they arrived there in a short while.

He found a place with few people, put down the wash basin, squatted down, and began to scrub clothes. People who were closer to him saw that he was a stranger and thought he was a distant relative who came and asked a guest to help wash clothes. They hurried over to find out what happened.

You won’t know unless you ask, and you’ll be shocked when you do.

He didn't even wait for Zhao Yang to leave. He ran directly to the crowded place by the stream, secretly pointed at Zhao Yang not far away and told him the news he had found out. Everyone looked over with wide eyes.

...

Seeing that there were not many customers left, Lin Jiaojiao asked Lin Dadan to help watch the shop while she sat aside and took some time off.

Hey, when can I lie down?

Recently, she often sees Lin Yizhi rubbing her shoulders, and she feels distressed. This kind of large-scale manual production still requires more people, but the more people know, the more secrets she will expose. After all, many ingredients are not available here.

It's easy to fool family members, but not necessarily outsiders.

How about buying some slaves? People who are about the same age as Zhao Xiaotong are not very experienced and their brains are not very fast. Wouldn't that mean we need slave labor again? That's not good.

"Boss, here are the membership and silver that we got this morning. Please take a look."

Lin Jiaojiao took it. She didn't recognize some of the characters in the customer's name, so she skipped the coding process.

Not bad, 58 Iron members, 32 Bronze members, and 5 Silver members! This was far more than she expected.

Looking at the small pile of silver on the table, a total of nine hundred and thirty-six, she felt a satisfaction she had never felt before. She, Lin Jiaojiao, was not successful in modern times, but she did not expect to start a business in ancient times.

He tried hard to suppress the wildly rising corners of his mouth, put all the silver into the box, took out the silver from the cash register, and kept some copper coins for change. Then he took the box to the room in the backyard and put all the money boxes into his backpack.

Just as she was about to open the mall to check, she heard the sound of Lin's father and others coming back outside, so she quickly opened the door and went out.

"Fei Fei, if you like that color, Dad will make you new clothes."

When Lin Fei heard that there were new clothes, he remembered the pink clothes that the girl sitting at the door had worn before, and he quickly said, "Pink, Feifei wants pink."

Lin Dadan looked puzzled. She looked carefully at the cloth in her husband's hand and saw that it was not pink either. Could it be that this boy could not recognize the color?

Lin Jiaojiao went out to greet them: "Dad, Uncle Zhou, you guys are back. Give me the food, I'll take it inside and put it away. We're almost ready to eat."

They handed everything in their hands to Lin Jiaojiao. There were too many things to carry, so Lin Yiyan followed them into the backyard holding the cloth.

She pushed the door open with her shoulder and placed her things on the only table in the room.

"Brother, come in. Just put the things here."

After Lin Yiyan entered, he found that the room was not big, with just a bed and a table and chairs by the window. The bed was covered with new sheets and quilts, and there was a brand new large cabinet on the wall next to the bed.

"Jiaojiao, this room?"

"What's wrong with this house?"

"nothing."

He put his things next to the things on the table and followed her out.

Lin Jiaojiao locked the door and thought about it before speaking.

"This room is used for taking a break during lunch break, and sometimes when you are too busy to go home at night."

"Okay, Jiaojiao, you decide."

Liu Wen was left to guard the store, and the group took a horse-drawn carriage to Zuixianlou. Liu Ying, who had been waiting at the door of the store, immediately stepped forward to greet them when they arrived.

"Sister, you are here. I guess these are your uncles and brothers-in-law. I didn't realize your son is this big."

Liu Ying nudged Lin Jiaojiao with her shoulder, with a smile in her eyes, very ambiguous.

Lin Jiaojiao was speechless and explained, "This is Aunt Lin's son."

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Aunt Lin's son is so well-behaved and cute. Come in, come in. The food is ready."

The group followed Liu Ying to the private room on the second floor, where quite a few people were already sitting, including Liu Ying's family.

Originally, Liu Ying didn't want to bring her husband and children with her, after all, there was no point in taking them with her when going out for social events. But Lin Jiaojiao asked her to bring them along, and just have meals together, saying that with her husband and children around, her own husband would feel more comfortable.

"It's you!?"