Plane Trading: A Peasant Girl Escapes from Famine and Becomes Rich Enough of a Nation

"Well, it's really awesome!"

After Su Qiuyi finished speaking, the one who responded was not Yang Ruchuan, but Yan Chenyang who walked out from the back of the carriage.

Yang Ruchuan was so frightened that he stood in front of his cousin, looking at the young man in front of him with vigilance, who was so calm and composed even after eavesdropping on the conversation.

Su Qiuyi stood up and quickly put away the fountain pen brush. Then he calmed down and spoke through Yang Ruchuan.

"Eavesdropping on people's conversations is not what a gentleman does, right?"

Yan Chenyang was not at all embarrassed by being ridiculed by a girl. He calmly walked around Yang Ruchuan, stood in front of the biscuit table, and slowly spoke:

"Miss, you are wrong! I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but in broad daylight, your voice accidentally reached my ears! I hope you can forgive me! It's just that I was very interested in what you just said, so I put aside my pride and came forward to talk to you!"

After she finished speaking, she clasped her fists and bowed, as if she was apologizing, but Su Qiuyi could clearly hear that the other party was accusing her of being unreasonable and blaming others for hearing her words on the street.

She had no way to prove that someone had really eavesdropped, so that was it.

Although this pen cannot be bought here, there are plenty of them at Bai Xiaojing's place, and you can buy a very good one for just a dozen bucks.

"Forget it, you have bought cookies from my shop before, so I won't make a fuss even if you overheard me!"

After a while, the matter of eavesdropping was exposed.

However, Yang Ruchuan naturally stood in front of Su Qiuyi with caution, not allowing other men to spend too much time with his cousin.

Yan Chenyang raised his eyebrows, then slowed down his tone and asked, "Miss, can you show me the mysterious pen you just mentioned?"

After hearing this, Su Qiuyi frowned and took out the pen from the space.

They have heard what I just said, and it is unlikely to say no now, so it is better to be generous and show it to the other party.

She didn't hesitate and put the pen on the table.

Yan Chenyang was not polite either. He took a step forward, picked up the pen and looked at it.

Seeing that the other party didn't know how to open it, Su Qiuyi kindly opened the pen cap for him.

After a snap, he handed the pen over again, explaining, "Here! This protects the tip of the pen from getting damaged! Just pull it open when you want to use it!"

Yan Chenyang was very surprised.

He had just been drinking tea and discussing poetry with some of his schoolmates, but he felt it was boring and left early to return to the academy. Unexpectedly, the little girl who had been selling biscuits in front of the teahouse came to the vicinity of the academy.

He ate the cookies and thought they were good, so he thought that since he had come across them, he might as well buy some more.

After sending his servant back to take care of other things, he came here alone.

But he discovered such a mysterious pen.

Yan Chenyang couldn't help but write a few words on the back of Su Qiuyi's scribbles.

I like this writing even more.

"It's a great pen. Not only is it easy to carry, but the writing is so smooth and the writing dries so quickly. It's really a great pen!"

The more I looked at it, the more I liked it. I couldn't put it down and wrote another line of words.

Finally, he looked up and asked, "Girl, where did you get this money from?"

"Ah, don't get me wrong, I just like it so much that I want to buy one to use too!"

After asking the question, Yan Chenyang felt that he was too abrupt and started to explain.

Su Qiuyi didn't think of how to answer for a moment, but Yang Ruchuan spoke first.

"Sir, please return it after reading it! We sell cookies, not pens!"

His attitude was tough and cold, which reminded Yan Chenyang. He put down the pen somewhat embarrassedly, but his eyes were still on the pen.

Su Qiuyi was asked and couldn't help but answer, "I bought this by chance from a foreign merchant! It's been a while, and the foreign merchant probably left!"

Yan Chenyang's regretful expression couldn't deceive anyone.

However, any scholar would feel sorry if he saw it.

"Miss... can you give me this? You name the price! Any amount of silver is fine!"

"This..." Su Qiuyi looked at his cousin with embarrassment.

Yang Ruchuan thought Yan Chenyang was trying to force the sale, so he took another step forward, took the pen back from the table, and blocked his sister tightly.

"If it's inconvenient for you, then forget it. I really like you too much, but I also know that a gentleman should not take away what others like..."

Now that things had come to this, considering that the other party was his first buyer and the item was not that valuable, Su Qiuyi agreed.

"Don't worry, sir. I didn't say I won't sell it to you! It's just that this pen core is a consumable. I have it at home, but I don't have it with me! If you want it, please come here tomorrow to get it!"

Naturally, she wouldn't carry an ink sac with her. She had space for it, but it would be difficult to explain if she took it out now.

When Yan Chenyang heard that the girl was willing to sell it to him, he was extremely excited.

"If there are more girls willing to give up their love, just tell me how much it will cost and I'll give it to you right away!"

As he said this, he reached into his purse.

Su Qiu thought about it for a moment. She knew that once she opened the door, she would not only sell this one. Her shop had been run for a long time and she would have a lot of business in the future. So she thought for a moment and set a reasonable price.

"When I bought it, the merchant charged me one tael of silver, but the ink sac had to be bought separately. One ink sac cost me ten copper coins! Sir, just give me one tael of silver! The ink sac inside is just a gift to me."

After hearing this, Yan Chenyang disapproved and took out two taels of silver from his purse and handed it over.

"If there's more, consider it as a thank you to the girl for giving up her love!"

Until Yan Chenyang thanked him and left, a few more people came to buy cookies. After all the cookies were sold, Yang Ruchuan still couldn't believe it. Just a pen was sold for two taels of silver.

They both returned home at lunch time.

They were greeted by a family of six.

As soon as the two of them entered the yard, the whole family, led by Su Xiaofang, came out to greet them.

"How's it going? Is it sold? Why did it come back so soon? Is there no one buying it?"

Su Xiaofang asked anxiously.

The others behind were also waiting nervously.

"Mom, can't you hope for something better? They're all sold out! Over 40 kilograms of biscuits! Not a single piece left! They're sold at 100 coins per kilogram!"

When Yang Ruchuan heard his mother speaking ill of them, he spoke up immediately.

Yang Dachun and Su Laosan hurried forward to take the carriage.

"Come into the house quickly and drink some hot water to warm yourself up!" Su Lao San urged.

His daughter works so hard. She has to set up a stall to sell biscuits to make money in the middle of winter. It makes him feel so uncomfortable seeing this.

The three girls who had been busy baking cookies for the whole morning were so happy when they heard that they were all sold out.

Excitedly confirmed it again and again.

Su Qiuyi answered the questions over and over again without getting tired of it, which made the three girls go out to make lunch in satisfaction.

When Su Mingyue heard that a pound of cookies was sold for 100 wen, she originally wanted to bake more cookies. Unfortunately, the milk for the day was used up, and there were only a few eggs left. She had to go out and buy some, otherwise there would not be enough for tomorrow. So she and her cousin started to make lunch.

Su Qiuyi had already returned to the room and started chatting with Bai Xiaojing. She was going to start preparing to open a shop, and she also wanted to buy some things for the new house from Bai Xiaojing.