Quick Transmigration: Leisure

His name is Wuzi...

The middle-aged man knew some of the inside story and pulled one of the soldiers aside to tell him.

Seeing that Xia Youmi and the others had bought the medicine, the other person asked them to leave their address and name before leaving.

Wang Xiu said, somewhat at a loss:

"How much money do you need for the young man's medicine?"

"Please rest assured, Madam, this case will be transferred to the county government and handled by a specialist. You don't need to worry about the cost of the medicine."

"It's getting late, and the gates are about to close. You should head back now." Hearing this, I could only thank you and leave the clinic.

With a sense of unease, they carefully made their way home.

Seeing the yard piled high with items, it seemed the other two had fared quite well. When they met, they exchanged concerned inquiries.

They didn't find out anything about the injured young man until they successfully opened their business.

My brothers visited me at the clinic and said that I had already been taken away by my family.

I went to the flatbread stall and looked around. Everything seemed normal, but I didn't see the stall owner show up again.

This matter can only be gradually put aside.

......

The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is the Double Ninth Festival.

On this day, "Wang's Steamed Cakes" officially opened for business. In fact, the ancients had quite a few marketing ideas; discounts and free gifts were not uncommon promotional methods.

Holiday marketing is also a major selling point, and Wangji has launched a limited-edition holiday product this time - Chongyang cake.

Chongyang cake, also known as "flower cake," is made from rice flour, bean flour, and other ingredients. It is fermented and decorated with dates, chestnuts, almonds, and other fruits, then steamed with sugar. Not only is it colorful and diverse in taste, but it also symbolizes rising step by step and represents good fortune and happiness. (1)

When Xia Youmi was sweeping the streets, he discovered that there weren't many wealthy or powerful people in this neighborhood. However, a large proportion of the customers were middle- and lower-class officials or those from relatively poor families.

Most of them couldn't afford to buy a house in the northeast, so they could only settle down in this southeastern area or rent a place to live.

For those who had to get up early to clock in or attend court, a breakfast stall that offered delicious, filling, and timely meals was the most convenient option.

For example, Xia Youmi would always spot the middle-aged man who saved her last time eating breakfast around the same time every time.

The first step in opening a shop is to quickly make a lasting impression by featuring popular holiday snacks.

The second step is traffic generation.

It's not a sophisticated method; it's just about hawking your wares appropriately and promoting them at street corners.

Xia Youmi is planning to start his own gangster business, so the group of child beggars is also a focus of his attention.

She wanted to find two people to collaborate with, and I'm not exaggerating when I say this; I'm just sharing my honest feelings.

However, there hasn't been a chance to delve deeper into the group and identify those with good character.

They didn't take that step, worried that if they encountered a rogue or someone who liked to extort money, they would lose more than they gained.

The third step is to be mindful of social relationships and not be reluctant to show filial piety to those who deserve it.

The fourth and fifth...

In short, everything went smoothly, and it can be described as a great start.

"Mother, you've worked hard today!"

The family was having a small meeting. Xia Youmi was massaging Wang Xiu's shoulders as she watched them count the coins.

"The income came in more than expected."

"Because of the Chongyang cake, there may not be this much later."

"Too."

After dividing the money, Wang Xiu and her daughter's share was pushed in front of Wang Shaoyan.

"Yanlang, keep this for now, as payment for the rent."

Wang Shaoyan did not refuse, but instead pushed his share to his elder brother Wang Shaoyi.

"To fund the opening of the shop."

Wang Shaoyi used the abacus to write down all the details.

......

The next day, at the city gate.

Xia Youmi and Wang Shaoyi both came to see him off. Wang Shaoyan was setting off back to Wangjia Village today.

"I'll leave this to my elder brother," Wang Shaoyan said, bowing.

Wang Shaoyi stepped forward and helped the person up.

"Don't worry! Just stay with Mr. Gu and don't fall behind in your studies."

"The shop here is making some profit, so we'll hire another person to help out."

"Little sister, please keep a close eye on things."

Wang Shaoyan reiterated that he knew Xia Youmi had some ability to judge people.

Actually, that's thanks to the system; it's constantly improving the character information.

"I will! Second brother, please don't worry!"

Wang Shaoyan patted Da Huang's head to comfort him one last time.

"Big Yellow, stay here and watch over the village in Chang'an. I'll take care of things."

After saying goodbye to his second brother, the two men and the dog walked back.

"Little sister, I'd like to find a martial arts school. How about pursuing a career in martial arts examinations?"

Xia Youmi noticed that her elder brother was somewhat disappointed, and they also learned about Wang Dazhu's whereabouts.

Now, the trio from the academy were separated.

"Brother, that's a great idea!"

"In the future, I will serve as a military officer in Chang'an City, maintaining the security of the area."

"Haha!" The two of them felt increasingly pleased with themselves.

After returning to the neighborhood, they became increasingly strange as they walked, attracting the attention of many people.

Looking into the distance, the direction in which a group of people were gathered looked very much like their own shop.

The two exchanged a glance and rushed forward.

wrong!

Xia Youmi stopped and looked around. With the help of the system, she could clearly see the owner of the steamed bun stall across the street with a smug and gloating expression on her face.

Xia Youmi glared at her, staring straight at her.

The other person became so uneasy that they started to chase them away.

"Get out of my way, you brat!"

Xia Youmi remained silent, continuing her death stare as the system analyzed her thoughts.

“She has a problem; I recorded her expression.”

Hearing this, Xia Youmi looked away and hurried home.

At this moment, the eldest brother has arrived and is confronting someone.

Steamers, various tools, and all the steamed buns for sale were scattered on the ground, and tables and chairs were overturned.

Mother and aunt were furious, but their eldest brother shielded them from behind.

Neither of them appeared to be injured, but both looked somewhat disheveled.

The area was filled with onlookers, including neighbors, customers buying breakfast, and fellow breakfast vendors.

No one has come forward to uphold justice yet.

The three ringleaders were unshaven and looked like arrogant thugs. Their intention to cause trouble was clearly written on their faces, undisguised, and anyone could see it.

That's what makes it even more infuriating! It's also clear that this person was specifically hired to stage an accident!

"Pah! You little brat!"

"If you don't lose money today, don't even think about opening a shop! Get out of Chang'an, all of you!"

The three men pointed at the eldest brother, Wang Shaoyi, and started cursing. Xia Youmi learned from others that they had come up and started overturning things, claiming that they had eaten something bad there the day before and had become seriously ill, and that they were here to demand compensation.

Such a crude frame-up?

She had been in front of the shop all day and hadn't seen the three people. She also couldn't find any records of them in any of the data she had collected after arriving in Chang'an.

Moreover, this matter is full of contradictions.

Before I could figure out what was going on, the situation escalated again.

The shortest of the three thugs picked up a few steamed buns from the ground and threw them in the direction his mother was.

The group took turns blocking for each other, and in the chaos, he actually managed to launch a sneak attack.

Can this be tolerated?

"Big Yellow! Get him!"

"Woof!!"