Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

A month later, water, essence, lotion, cream...are freshly released.

All that’s left is to go through the procedures for opening a store, which is similar to modern industrial and commercial registration and tax registration.

However, the servants had to fix this and change that, and even after going through so many trips, they still couldn't get it done.

Yu Xiaoqiao called Lan'er, dressed in men's clothes, and went to the merchant's office.

From the hall entrance to the door, the long line stretched for more than ten feet.

"Hey, I've changed it ten times, and you said it's not okay without even looking at it!"

"I've made 20 trips and I know the rules of the Merchants Bureau by heart. But I just can't pass it!"

"Get out! What the hell is this!" The old official kicked an old vendor to the ground.

The old vendor got up and begged, "Sir, I'm old and don't know what to do. Please, tell me something!"

The old official threw the document to the ground and shouted, "Get out!"

Two hours later, it was finally Yu Xiaoqiao's turn.

"no!"

The old official squinted his eyes, held a pipe at an angle, curled his lips, and said in a deep voice.

"What's wrong?" Yu Xiaoqiao asked humbly.

"Nowhere, no where!"

The old official raised his eyelids, his face stinking like a septic tank, he blew out a smoke ring, and his already crooked mouth became even more crooked, as if he wanted to turn his old face away.

Yu Xiaoqiao sighed in her heart: This little devil is difficult to deal with! She patiently asked softly.

"Sir, the materials have been revised many times, there should be no problem. Can I take a look at it?"

The old official threw the document away and shouted, "Sir, if you say there is a problem, then there is a problem. Change it!"

"Sir, I'm new here and I don't know the rules. Could you please explain it to me?"

Yu Xiaoqiao forced a smile, took out a silver ingot and stuffed it into the old official's hand.

The old official glanced at him and said coldly, "Are you sending away beggars? Get out!"

Instantly, several minor officials with fierce looks on their faces surrounded him.

At this time, a minor official kicked Lan'er to the ground.

Yu Xiaoqiao rolled up his sleeves and said coldly, "If you do it again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Ouch! You're not polite, let me see!" The old official kicked Yu Xiaoqiao, but she dodged easily.

Seeing this, the old official's lips twitched with anger, "So, it's a martial artist! Come on!"

"when!"

The clerk kicked Lan'er again, causing blood to flow from the corner of her lips.

Yu Xiaoqiao didn't want to cause trouble, but when she saw the old official acting arrogantly, she became so angry that she kicked the old official away.

A trace of blood flowed out of the corner of the old official's mouth. He said in panic, "Blood...blood! Come on, I'm going to beat her until her teeth are all gone!"

"These corrupt officials should be beaten!" someone shouted from the side.

At this time, all the petty officials gathered around and drew their swords.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A light cough was heard from outside the house, and the house suddenly became quiet.

A man came in, he had a small moustache and was very thin.

The person who came was none other than the old official’s immediate superior, Wu Wuli, the seventh-rank governor of the Supervisory Department.

The old official's face was instantly filled with smiles, like flowers blooming in a septic tank. He stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Boss Wu, what brings you here?"

"Lao Gou, what are you doing gathering a group of people together? And using weapons?!" Governor Wu asked while taking a sip of tea.

The old official bowed his head and said obediently: "Boss, there is a man who wants to open a rouge shop, but he can't do the copywriting well, so he refuses to leave."

Governor Wu stroked his mustache, glanced at the master and servant, and asked, "First time doing business?"

Yu Xiaoqiao bowed and said, "My Lord, this is my first time."

Governor Wu smiled and said, "Ah, it's normal that the copy is not done well. Just revise it a few more times. Master, what's your name?"

Yu Xiaoqiao replied: "My lord, my last name is Yu."

Governor Wu raised his lips slightly and said in a conciliatory way, "Master Yu, I'm afraid it can't be done today. Come back tomorrow!"

Yu Xiaoqiao glared at the old official and walked out.

At this time, two people came in.

One of them was Jia Weifeng, a fifth-rank official. He was fat and had big ears, with his fat body squeezed into his dark blue court robes.

The person who accompanied him respectfully was the steward Yu from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wu Wuli was all smiles, his little moustache dancing happily as he came forward.

"Mr. Yu, if you have anything to say, please send someone to tell me. It would be great if I could come to your house in person!" Jia Weifeng said with a flattering smile.

"Look at you, you are giving me a high regard. There are a lot of things to do in the mansion, and I was temporarily held back, so my family members came first." Butler Yu said, glancing at Yu Xiaoqiao.

Jia Weifeng glanced at Lao Gou, whose mouth was swollen like a sausage, and stopped his gaze at Yu Xiaoqiao. He ran forward and said, "Master, the people below don't know how to do things. You are so generous!"

Jia Weifeng paused for a moment and said hurriedly, "Governor Wu, I'll leave it to you later...Butler Yu, I just got a good tea cake. Please take a look at it. Come this way."

"Follow me, hurry up and do it!" Wu Wuli hurriedly replied, leading Yu Xiaoqiao and Lan'er forward while glaring at the old official, "Why don't you apologize quickly! You are more likely to cause trouble than to help! I will settle the score with you later!"

Lao Gou forced a smile on his constipated face, like a flower that had just bloomed in a septic tank and was hit by frost.

Steward Yu glanced at Yu Xiaoqiao and said to Jia Weifeng, "Master Jia, you must be strict in your administration. Otherwise, it will damage the reputation of the Merchants Bureau and Master Jia, which will be bad."

"Master, I am blind! If you are a great man who doesn't bear grudges, just treat me like a fart and let me go!" Lao Gou knelt and crawled at Yu Xiaoqiao's feet, grabbing the corner of her clothes and crying.

Lao Gou begged and slapped at the same time. The force and intensity of the slap were clearly visible on his instantly red face.

Yu Xiaoqiao glanced at the old official and snorted. Lan'er cursed in a low voice, "Serves you right!" The two of them left the Merchants' Office.

Spring is cold.

The hazy mountains in the distance are shrouded in milky white fog.

Yu Xiaoqiao stood on the top of the mountain, her eyelashes covered with thick white mist.

"Miss Yu, what do you want from me? You're not here to collect a debt, are you?" Li Lingyan's magnetic voice sounded from behind.

Yu Xiaoqiao did not turn around. She stared through her misty eyelashes at a few vague strokes of light ink that were far away on the gray sky, and said softly.

"It is only natural to pay back debts!"

Li Lingyan stretched lazily and said nonchalantly, "Miss Yu, you just made a lot of money, and you still need this little bit from me?"

Yu Xiaoqiao turned around, her eyes and eyebrows smiling like a crescent moon, and she waved her white and tender jade hand gently, with a tone that was a bit playful and lazy.

"Bad, very bad! I must pay it back!"

Yu Xiaoqiao's bright smile was even more charming in the mist.

Li Lingyan's heart was slightly moved, and he smiled softly, "We are friends who have risked our lives for each other. Talking about money will hurt our relationship!"

"Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Talking about feelings costs money. The money in your hand is far more real than the feelings from a man's mouth!" Yu Xiaoqiao smiled worldly and freely.

Yu Xiaoqiao raised her slender jade fingers and said softly, "Give me the money..."

Li Lingyan shook his head helplessly, took out a silver note from his pocket and put it into Yu Xiaoqiao's hand.

"Here!"

When Yu Xiaoqiao saw the number on it, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "The life of the Third Prince is really valuable! Next time he's in trouble, I'll have to step forward. Beauty saves heroes, and making money is the right way!"

Seeing that she was greedy for money, Li Lingyan lowered his eyebrows, patted his light blue clothes, and smiled secretly.

"You can be casual about anything except making money! Money, I want money, I want more RMB..." Yu Xiaoqiao hummed a little tune.

Li Lingyan looked curious, shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't know how many weird things are in your head. If you don't know, you will think that I am not good enough to treat you harshly!"

That is!

Three dollars and twenty cents a month, you have never experienced this!