Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

The shop had only been open for a short time, and Wang He was very nervous. He didn't expect that the first customer he received would book the entire store.

Before she could answer, Wen Yan came over from somewhere else and said, "Sister Yu, if you take all of them, how can I promote the reputation of my small shop?"

As soon as he saw Wen Yan, Yu Qianer smiled and held her hand affectionately: "Then I can't come here for nothing, I have to help your business, right?"

"If you want to help, help me promote it more." Wen Yan said immediately, "Besides, you bought so much, how can you use it all?"

Yu Qianer responded reluctantly, saying angrily, "Then I'll just take two boxes first, and come back every month to buy them."

"Okay!" Wen Yan looked at Wang He and introduced, "This is a sister I met in Kangmen County, her last name is Yu. This is my childhood playmate, Wang He."

After all, the extra money is for spending, and Wen Yan did not lose her sense of propriety. A shop is a shop, and relationships are relationships. Only by keeping things clear can one go far.

The two of them greeted each other, and Wang He wrapped up two boxes of the best Revlon and handed them over: "Mrs. Yu, two boxes of the best Revlon, please take them. No matter when you come in the future, I will leave two of the best for you."

Yu Qian'er asked the maid behind her to take the money. She was very pleased with Wang He's words and said with a smile, "Since you are Wen Yan's friend, you are also my friend. You can call me Sister Yu."

Then Yu Qianer went to look at the ready-made clothing samples in the shop. She grabbed a water-red long skirt embroidered with peony patterns and said in surprise, "The workmanship of this skirt is not worse than the one I saw in Jiangnanfang."

Yu Qian'er's words were a compliment to Luo Zhou. Jiangnanfang was the most famous garment shop in Jiangnan. Every year, the clothes made there were sought after by many young ladies from aristocratic families. Money alone was not enough to buy them. One also needed connections.

Yu Qian'er grabbed Wen Yan's hand and said, "You said I can't use up all the facial cream and won't let me buy more, but you have to let me buy as many clothes as I want, right?"

Wen Yan smiled, "Of course, it's just that the shop is small and there are few people, so it will be a little slower."

Yu Qianer waved his hand: "I know, I'm not afraid of waiting."

Then he pointed to a few clothes hanging in the closet and said, "I don't want this, this, or this. Give me one of all the others."

"Okay." Wen Yan smiled and gestured for invitation, "Sister Yu, please come this way. I'll measure your size."

Seeing that Wen Yan looked like she had taken advantage of him, Yu Qianer poked her forehead and said, "You are already a mother of four children, why are you still so out of touch?"

Wen Yan secretly groaned. Although she was the mother of four children, she was a painless mother. Besides, she was only in her twenties and still a young person.

Speaking of this, Wen Yan realized that after being with Yu Qian'er for so long, she seemed to have never heard her talk about children.

Yu Qian'er is already in her forties. She sighed, "Now that I've brought this up, I'm not afraid of you making fun of me. When I was young, I accidentally fell into a lake. It was winter then. I got seriously ill. After I recovered, I could no longer have children of my own..."

Wen Yan didn't know how to comfort him. "There are two old imperial doctors in Zhongjing Hall who came from the palace. Do you want to go and see them again?"

Yu Qianer shook her head. She had tried too many times and been disappointed too many times over the years.

Wen Yan quickly changed the subject and took Luo Zhou with her to measure her size.

Suddenly Wen Yan thought of the vitality of the space, so she quietly transferred it from her palm while measuring the size.

She had done experiments before. If it was a small grass or flower that was about to die, Wen Yan's current vitality could revive them. If it was a larger living creature, Wen Yan could only restore some vitality. If it was a human, Wen Yan could most likely help relieve their pain or wounds.

Wen Yan's power is very weak, and she can only quietly use the power of vitality to affect Yu Qianer's body.

After sending Yu Qian'er away, the shop rarely received such large orders. The shop had always been tepid, and Wen Yan was not in a hurry.

Because she knew that the most important thing now was to stay stable and wait for the reputation to spread.

Some ladies will definitely come back after using the facial cream and seeing the effect, and the reputation will gradually spread. As for ready-made clothes, they take the route of fewer but better ones. The current orders alone are enough to keep Luo Zhou busy for a long time.

Wen Yan was not in a hurry, but some people were very anxious. They were not anxious about the business of the store, but about seeing the joke.

Maybe it was because of morning sickness, but Xu Xiaorou had lost a lot of weight, and her face and lips were very pale. She heard that Wen Yan's shop was not selling well, so she came here to show off.

"Sister-in-law, it's better for women to stay at home and take care of their husbands and children. Going out and showing up in public not only costs money, but you don't know how many people will laugh at you behind your back." As soon as Xu Xiaorou came in, she spoke sourly when she saw Wen Yan.

Wen Yan couldn't figure out this woman's train of thought, and frowned as she asked, "So you stayed at home to take care of your husband and children, and you sent Wan Liangzhe to bed with someone else?"

Xu Xiaorou's face turned pale, and her lips trembled immediately: "You... why are you speaking so vulgarly?!"

"You are the only one who talks nicely. You come here early in the morning to make sarcastic remarks. If you are really lonely and unbearable, I advise you to find a lover for fun instead of wasting time with me here."

Wen Yan took a feather duster and poked here and wiped there, "Go away, it's bad luck to see dirty things so early in the morning!"

Speaking of the lover, it seemed to have touched Xu Xiaorou's sore spot. She would never be able to stand by that man openly. But on second thought, Wen Yan was even more miserable. She didn't even know that her husband was alive. "Wen Yan, you're just talking nonsense now. You'll cry later!"

While the two were arguing, an old lady in extraordinary clothes came in from the door, looked around the shop and asked, "Who is the owner of this shop?"

She was asking questions in the front, and a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and a veil slowly walked down from the carriage behind her. She walked inside with the help of a maid beside her.

Xu Xiaorou saw that this scene didn't seem like they were here to buy anything, so she pointed at Wen Yan with a gloating look on her face: "This is Yan Ruxue's shopkeeper! Wen Yan!"

The beautiful woman came over gracefully, glanced up and down at Wen Yan, and her eyes suddenly turned red: "Are you the shopkeeper?"

Wen Yan nodded, "Who are you?"

The old nanny introduced: "My wife is the legal wife of Lord Liu, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture in the capital."