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Just a few days after the shop opened, it was the annual Qixi Festival.

It is natural for young girls and wives to go out shopping and spend a few cents to try new food when they come across it.

The fresh taste quickly became popular among the public, and long queues formed outside the store during peak hours.

"Master, if the popularity continues, I'm afraid the sweet potatoes in stock won't be sold for long. We won't have anywhere to buy the raw materials." Pei Jun said in preparation.

"You have a valid reason to worry. Talk to Shopkeeper Liang about how many you can sell every day before the sweet potatoes come in October. Let's do a limited sale and hunger marketing."

Pei Jun patted his forehead, and suddenly he understood. Although he didn't quite understand the new words his master said, he understood the meaning. Anyway, this thing is not available anywhere else. I have the final say on how much you want to sell it for!

"In that case, Master, why don't we raise the price?"

"If the price fluctuates too much, it will lose credibility. This is not an essential item. How many people will come to eat it if it is too expensive?"

Pei Jun nodded. It is said that there is no business without dishonesty, but without integrity, how can there be customers? There is nothing that must be done by him.

"I understand. We'll make a plan."

"Thank you for your hard work today. I'll give processing money to everyone in the shop."

"Master is so generous. I would like to thank you on their behalf." Pei Jun bowed with a smile.

"Sister-in-law is about to give birth, please call the family if there is anything."

Hearing this, Pei Jun felt very warm in his heart. The boss was generous and cared about his subordinates, which was the motivation for them to work hard.

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But the excitement of Qixi Festival has nothing to do with Weng Xiaoxiao.

The older she gets and the more things she experiences, the more introverted she becomes. This is because no one can share the people and things she cares about most.

The new sweet potato seedlings have been transported to Maoxian, and Liu Hongxiang personally went there to guide the planting.

The Ouyang family also sent a capable manager to organize production. Liu Hongxiang went to the Ouyang family's farm as soon as he returned from Maoxian. According to the instructions of the boss, he taught the planting experience without reservation. The breeding technology was naturally kept secret.

The master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you. Experience belongs to others, and only by experiencing it yourself can it become your own.

Weng Xiaoxiao has already demonstrated her sincerity in cooperation.

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After the Qixi Festival comes the Mid-Autumn Festival. The weather turns cooler and no longer as hot, and life becomes more comfortable.

Pei Jun's wife gave birth to a big fat boy. They were so excited that they set up ten tables for the full moon banquet.

She had to give face to the capable general and had to go over to have a drink. It was a happy occasion, so Weng Xiaoxiao was inevitably persuaded to drink a few more glasses.

Weng Xiaoxiao felt a little high and had to pee urgently, so she left the table early. She said goodbye to Pei Jun and slipped out of Pei's house with Ping An.

No matter how many guests there were, Pei Jun did not dare to neglect his host and respectfully escorted them out.

Ping An went to lead the carriage, while Pei Jun stayed beside Weng Xiaoxiao and chatted.

"Brother-in-law, my nephew is crying and can't be comforted. My sister asked me to ask you to go and take a look."

His wife was sensible, and she must have come to ask him out because she couldn't coax him anymore, but how could he leave his master alone here? "Sister, go back first, I'll be there soon."

The little girl looked anxious and looked at Weng Xiaoxiao, feeling torn, but she still responded and turned around and ran back.

"Manager Pei, please go in. Ping An will be here soon." Weng Xiaoxiao waved her hand indifferently.

Although he was not considered an old man, Pei Jun was very pleased to have a son at such an old age. He bowed his hands and apologized, "Master, I am rude."

Seeing Weng Xiaoxiao nod, Pei Jun also hurried inside.

It was only a few steps away, but Weng Xiaoxiao didn't expect Ping An to take so long. She was wondering, when suddenly a strange fragrance came and she lost consciousness.

When Ping'an arrived, he didn't see Weng Xiaoxiao, and immediately realized something was wrong. Someone was deliberately blocking his way, so he came a little late.

After searching everywhere, they couldn't find any trace of Weng Xiaoxiao.

Ping An was so anxious that his eyes turned red!

He cannot escape the blame for his master's misfortune. If anything happens to Weng Xiaoxiao, he can only atone for his sin by dying.

He unloaded the carriage, jumped on his horse, and hurried home.

When Feng Gu heard that Weng Xiaoxiao was missing, her eyes went dark and she collapsed to the ground.

She is not an ordinary woman, and Weng Xiaoxiao has told her a lot about the current situation.

"You two should pack up and head northwest. I'm afraid everyone has already left the city by now."

Ping An Shun Sui and the others couldn't think of any other possibilities, so they could only nod in agreement.

"Shunsui, go pack your things. I'll go out and make some calls. Let's meet at the north city gate in half an hour." Ping'an said, and walked out in a hurry. He turned back after just a few steps and kowtowed to Aunt Feng. "Aunt, Chunxia is entrusted to you. I beg you to protect them. She can't get angry. Just say we're going out on business."

Aunt Feng stood up and helped Ping An up, "Don't worry about home, Xiao Xiao is relying on you."

Ping An nodded, got on his horse and left without saying anything more.

The Yang family has secret agents here, and Ping An cannot go to contact them unless it is absolutely necessary. Now that Weng Xiaoxiao is missing, it is extremely urgent.

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When Weng Xiaoxiao woke up, she found herself lying in a dark space, moving constantly.

I wanted to turn over, but found myself weak all over.

I reached out and touched the surroundings, and knocked again. It was like the echo of wood. I stretched out my feet to touch the surroundings, and it felt similar to the space in front.

It was one person long and just big enough to lie flat, so Weng Xiaoxiao knew what she was doing. She liked to use coffins to carry things, and now she had become the "object" being transported.

I don’t know how long the car drove before it finally stopped. After a long while, the lid was finally opened.

Weng Xiaoxiao saw the starry sky, and it was already dark outside.

The two maids didn't say anything. They just carried Weng Xiaoxiao out and helped her into the house.

"Sir, here is your meal. Don't have any bad ideas if you are weak. Let's save ourselves the trouble." The old woman put a bowl of thick porridge on the table and went out.

Weng Xiaoxiao heard the sound of the lock being locked.

If you don't eat, you will starve to death. If you eat, you will probably continue to feel weak. If you have no other choice, then don't choose. A wise man will not suffer a loss in front of him.

Weng Xiaoxiao grabbed the wooden spoon with difficulty and took a long time to finish the bowl of porridge.

After finishing the meal, he moved to the bed with great effort.

It is not something that a mortal could do to go to such great lengths to target her. Just by sending a maid to greet her, it means that she knows her identity.

She didn't even know how many people were on the other side or where they were. It was wishful thinking to talk about saving herself in this situation. She could only stay alive and wait for the opportunity and rescue.

She would never talk about life or death lightly unless it was absolutely necessary, and they would not allow her to commit suicide before achieving her goal.

After figuring it out, Weng Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and rested.

When you are powerless, you can only take one step at a time.