The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

"My name is Ye Chen!" The boy's eyes were full of smiles, and even his voice became clearer.

Song Yunran was amused by this cheerful and cute child. She lowered her head to look at the gadgets in her hand, picked out a bamboo dragonfly and handed it to him.

"This is for you! It can be considered as a meeting gift."

Du Run beside her looked at her with disdain and really wanted to praise her: You are so generous to give someone a bamboo dragonfly as a gift!

"Thank you!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen took it happily and carefully turned the bamboo dragonfly in his hand, as if he was holding something valuable.

Ye Chen seemed to suddenly remember something, and he lowered his head and touched himself randomly, and finally scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I don't have anything valuable with me today. Come to Hongyan Pavilion to see me tomorrow! I have a lot of gold, silver and jewelry at home, you can choose whatever you want."

Song Yunran only heard the words "gold, silver and jewelry" and could not hear any other words.

He immediately grinned and nodded: "Then I'll come to see you tomorrow!"

It is always better to have more friends than one more enemy. After all, I am unfamiliar with the place, and the other person’s clothes show that he is not from an ordinary family.

Maybe I can ask him for help when I buy a shop!

Song Yunran's mind was busy calculating.

Du Run and Nan Xing on the side shook their heads speechlessly, wondering what bad idea she was up to.

Song Yunran didn't care what the two people thought. Seeing a group of people watching the fun in front, he squeezed in.

"Cooking Competition"

The big title in black and white stands out unusually.

Song Yunran read the contents of the paper carefully several times, then stepped out and said to the two excitedly, "The winner of the cooking competition will receive a prize of 100 taels!"

"You have money, so why are you working so hard?" Du Run pulled Song Yunran forward with a look of disdain.

"You don't understand! Otherwise you wouldn't be in such a miserable state."

Song Yunran didn't give her any face at all, but didn't say what he was thinking.

Besides, she was not interested in the hundred taels. She came here to open a restaurant.

If she could win first place, her fame would naturally spread and she wouldn't need to spend any effort on publicity.

Turning to look at the well-behaved Nanxing, he said, "Let's see where the registration place is. Let's go and register first!"

The three of them finally squeezed to the registration area, only to find that there was already a long queue.

Song Yunran hurried over and stood at the end of the line obediently. The three of them chatted with each other without showing any impatience.

When it was Song Yunran's turn, a tall and strong man came over and pushed her away with one hand. He glared at her with his big eyes, and his Crayon Shin-chan-like eyebrows stood up instantly.

She said to Song Yunran in a gruff voice: "Why are you joining in the fun as a girl? Go home and embroider!"

"Uncle, if you want to sign up, go line up at the back. I also want to participate in the competition." Song Yunran was not timid at all. He pointed directly to the end of the line and asked him to line up.

The other party laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke: "Sign up?"

"Ha ha······"

"This is so funny, this little girl must be dreaming!"

"Exactly! I guess she can't even tell the difference between ginger and scallions, and she's still cooking!"

The people queuing at the back were talking in low voices. Song Yunran looked back and saw that all the people queuing were men, and there were indeed no women.

But that couldn't stop her from wanting to gain both fame and fortune. She would never let go of such a rare opportunity.

He turned to look at everyone and said loudly, "What! Women can't cook? Women can't enter the kitchen? Or is it your father who cooks in your family?"