Traveling through time and space to meet a replacement bride? But I’m a man!

The next day, Xu Wenyan met a woman on a ox cart.

"Are you the boy from the Xu family?" The woman was wearing dark linen clothes and a headscarf.

Xu Wenyan was a little surprised to be called. After all, he didn't know many people in Jixiang Village. "Who is this aunt?"

A closer look revealed a large mole on the corner of this aunt's mouth, and she smiled coquettishly: "My last name is Zhao, and I'm the daughter-in-law of Tiezhu's family."

Tiezhu? Speaking of Tiezhu, it should be that Zhao Tiezhu. This man is very particular about marrying a wife with the same surname. Xu Wenyan thought about it and replied with a smile: "So she is Brother Tiezhu's wife."

Xu Wenyan knew who Zhao Tiezhu was, so he didn't have a very good impression of him.

"Yes, yes."

Although Xu Wenyan didn't know this, Chen Sanlin knew it. This Zhao was a well-known gossip in the village. Just think about it, even he, who didn't have much contact with the villagers, knew her deeds.

"What's the matter Aunt Zhao calling me for?" Xu Wenyan had to hurry to sell persimmon cakes, so he spoke with a little impatience.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes sharpened: "Something happened in your family. It was rumored yesterday afternoon!"

Xu Wenyan frowned. Your home is the Xu family. "What happened?" Even if something really happened, Xu Wenyan would not care. Wang Dongmei had sent his household registration over two days ago, and he is now a single household.

"Then I don't know, I just know something is wrong."

Xu Wenyan nodded, smiled at Zhao, and took Chen Sanlin to ride on the ox cart.

Zhao was watching him and laughing from behind, feeling that she was about to see another good show.

......

When I arrived at the county, I was stopped by Rong Xiaoliu before I even saw any guests.

"Brother Xu."

"It's Xiaoliu. How's Rongrong?" Xu Wenyan didn't stop and continued walking forward.

Rong Xiaoliu followed up with a bit of embarrassment after two losses: "Rongrong needs to rest for two days. After two days, we will go to Brother Xu's house to do work for Brother Xu."

It will probably snow in two days. Even if Rong Xiaoliu wants to come, it will probably be difficult for him to come. "Okay, what are you going to do?"

"Working at the grain station will earn you ten cents a day."

Rong Xiaoliu smiled innocently. Xu Wenyan looked at the calluses on his hands and said, "I remember that working there earned at least 20 cents a day. How come they deducted so much?"

At this point, Rong Xiaoliu's eyes darkened: "Because they know that I have no parents and am not yet an adult, so they only give me half of the wages."

Xu Wenyan frowned. Selling two persimmon cakes was enough for him to work for a day. This kid was able to correct his mistakes and his character was not bad. "How many days have you been doing this?"

Rong Xiaoliu counted on his fingers several times but still couldn't figure it out: "Seven, eight...it's been several days anyway."

This is not Rong Xiaoliu's fault. There are few educated people in this era, and he has not been educated by his parents.

"Don't go today. Come sell things with me and your brother Sanlin." Through the collar, Xu Wenyan could see that Rong Xiaoliu's shoulders were already turning red and purple.

The rice bags in this grain station weigh more than ten kilograms each. It's good enough for a teenager like him to hold on. If he carries them for a few more days, it won't be enough for him to apply medicine on his wounds.

"it is good."

Because they arrived a little late today, the place where they had set up their stall yesterday was occupied by a woman selling vegetables, so Xu Wenyan rented a table next to her.

As the persimmon cakes were put out, Xu Wenyan started shouting again.

"Come and have a look, these freshly made persimmon cakes are good for moistening the lungs, relieving coughs and facilitating bowel movements! Come and have a look..."

After shouting several times, someone finally noticed them.

"You're here so early."

When Xu Wenyan heard the voice, he realized that it was the second aunt who came to buy persimmon cakes yesterday.

The aunt came over with a basket and smiled: "Your persimmon cakes are really good. My child ate them yesterday and cried and asked for more."

Xu Wenyan also continued his smiling service: "Our persimmon cakes have several processes to process, and it takes more than ten days to make them. They are of good quality, so they are delicious."

"Yes, yes, please give me two more." The woman took out ten coins and gave them to Xu Wenyan, and then asked, "How long can this persimmon cake be kept? My child's birthday is in a few days, so I want to save it for him then."

After taking the money, he handed it to Chen Sanlin behind him: "Auntie, you can rest assured. These persimmon cakes can be kept for ten days or half a month. Just be careful not to let mice steal them and eat them."

Rong Xiaoliu was surprised to see that the persimmon cake could be sold for five cents, but he didn't ask Wen Yan why. His father only taught him one thing when he was alive: ask less and do more.

Xu Wenyan yelled a few more words and Rong Xiaoliu also learned it and helped to sell the goods.

"Come and have a look, the freshly made persimmon cakes are good for moistening the lungs, relieving coughs and facilitating bowel movements! Come and have a look, women will become more beautiful after eating them, and men will become stronger after eating them!..."

Xu Wenyan looked at Rong Xiaoliu and smiled. This kid even learned to add words. He is quite smart.

Chen Sanlin on the side noticed Xu Wenyan's expression and frowned: "Come and see..." He really couldn't say the rest of the words. It's not that he felt embarrassed, but he just didn't want to say it.

Seeing that Rong Xiaoliu was able to help his wife with things, he could only watch and feel a little guilty.

Because of yesterday's hawking, there were still some returning customers today, and with two people hawking together, more people came.

Rong Xiaoliu spoke enthusiastically and was not timid at all, but he didn't touch the persimmon cake because he felt his hands were a little dirty.

The sales lasted until the afternoon, and Xu Wenyan finally sold out the basket of persimmon cakes, earning a total of four taels and twenty-five cents. Because the original capital was zero, there was no other expense except some processing fees for Xiaohu and Old Lady Zhang.

These persimmons are all grown in the wild, and the only expense may be the strings.

"Let's go! Brother Xu is treating us today, let's go to a restaurant." Xu Wenyan put his arms around one of the children and found a noodle shop, sat down and ordered three bowls of noodles.

After the noodles came up, Rong Xiaoliu started swallowing his saliva.

Xu Wenyan took a bite and found it tasted really good. There were two green vegetables and half an egg in it. It was worthy of being sold for seven cents a bowl, which was quite worth it.

Seeing Rong Xiaoliu not eating for a long time, Xu Wenyan was a little confused: "What's wrong? Don't you like noodles?"

“No, no.” Rong Xiaoliu waved his hands repeatedly: “Brother Xu, I just want to drink some soup.”

Hearing this, Xu Wenyan's face suddenly turned serious: "No, you can still get some benefits by following me, Brother Xu. Do you think I'm incompetent?" After all, in modern times, whether a boss is doing well or not is not determined by what he eats, but by what his younger brothers eat.

"No, no, Brother Xu is the most capable and best person I have ever met."

"Then eat quickly."

While eating this meal, Xu Wenyan could see Rong Xiaoliu's tears dripping into the soup. Perhaps he really hadn't eaten a bowl of hot noodles for a long time.

After the meal, the three of them drank up all the soup, after all they had been standing for the entire day.

"I'll pay you your wages, so that people won't accuse me of withholding my wages." Xu Wenyan gave Rong Xiaoliu fifteen cents. It's not that he didn't want to give more, but if he gave more, he would definitely not take it, so it would save trouble.

Without giving Rong Xiaoliu a chance to react, Xu Wenyan spoke first: "If you don't want to, you're just not giving me face."

Rong Xiaoliu had no choice but to accept it obediently, after all, Rongrong at home was still hungry.

"Brother Xu, wait for me for two days!" After saying goodbye, Rong Xiaoliu ran towards the entrance of the alley.

That person was sent away, but the person next to Xu Wenyan seemed to have a bad complexion.