After the arranged marriage, she farms and survives under the tutelage of the villainous boss.

Old Xu nodded: "Jiang Niangzi and your family haven't been speaking, so she probably doesn't know. Today is your sister Zhang, Jiang Zhiwan's, moving. It's more convenient for her to live in the teahouse, and she has a lot of things. They gave her a lot of money, so everyone is busy helping out."

"Everyone says that teahouse at the alley entrance is beautifully decorated. Judging from its current state, it's probably going to make a lot of money. Otherwise, who would be willing to put up so much of a show?"

Old Xu sighed, "Xu Ping'an's family has been poor all their lives, but this generation is probably going to become rich."

Then, Old Xu seemed to remember that Jiang Zhiyun and their family didn't get along, so he didn't say anything more.

Jiang Zhiyun nodded slightly: "Of course I hope she can manage it well."

"We must not let down the name of this teahouse at the alley entrance."

She remained calm, saying it had nothing to do with her and that living her own life was the most important thing.

Jiang Zhiyun arrived at the place where she used to set up her stall. This stall was originally in a somewhat remote location, and no one usually competed for it.

Unexpectedly, there were quite a few strong young men waiting here today, and women buying vegetables were also lining up behind them.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were both somewhat flattered as they moved the things.

Zhang said incredulously, "This...everyone is waiting for us?"

"Madam Jiang, we're counting on you and your daughter to make mushroom noodle soup to fill our stomachs!"

“Around here, your place is the only place where you can get a full meal that is also delicious and cheap. After we advertised it, everyone who tried it liked it.”

"Are you all ready? We're going to work at Shikanchang later!"

"..."

Jiang Zhiyun smiled and said, "Of course. My husband was sick the other day and I was too busy with other matters, but I will definitely not be delayed in the future."

"Ladies and gentlemen, please sit down. My daughter-in-law will prepare something for you."

Zhang said with a smile.

Although his voice was soft, he was at least able to call out to everyone smoothly, which was a significant improvement.

During this time, the local people all spread the word that not only were Jiang Niangzi and her daughter-in-law good-looking, but the food they made at their stall was also delicious.

It spread like wildfire in just a few days.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyun had made preparations in advance and had prepared a large bowl of noodles last night.

Zhang said incredulously, "This morning when we were moving things, I thought you had prepared too much noodles. Now it looks like this is probably a hundred bowls of noodles, and it might not be enough."

"Yes, Mother, you go buy flour now, knead the dough first, and wait until it rises by noon, then I'll cut the noodles. Judging by this, we can probably sell about fifty servings."

Because many people still come to buy mushroom noodle soup in the evening.

Zhang liked this job because it allowed her to go out and work without having to smile at so many guests.

So Zhang hurriedly went to work.

Jiang Zhiyun's stall was doing well; business didn't stop all day. Even though she felt her back was aching, seeing the steady stream of money brought her some relief.

Even as the sun set, many people were still queuing up for dinner; all 100 bowls had already been sold out.

Fortunately, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had the foresight to cook a large pot of chicken soup and mushroom soup again. Now, in front of everyone, they rolled out the dough and then started cutting it.

I witnessed the whole process!

"Many people previously said that their noodles weren't fresh, otherwise they wouldn't be so expensive. Now we've seen it with our own eyes, it's made to order!"

"Not only can it feed us, but it's also clean. Who wouldn't want to come? So many people can't even make simple tea and snacks properly."

"Who would go to that teahouse at the end of the alley? The tea there is infested with worms, how can they have the nerve to serve it to us poor people?"

"..."

Jiang Zhiyun overheard a bit, but didn't listen carefully.

Zhang was pleased: "That stepmother, all she did was bully you. She's finally gotten her comeuppance."

"Mother, focus on your work. Don't worry about things that don't concern you. It's just asking for trouble."

“That’s true, that’s true,” Zhang said cheerfully.

After packing up her stall for the entire day, Jiang Zhiyun carefully counted the silver in her hand; it amounted to about 2,300 coins, which was equivalent to one and a half taels of silver.

If I earn more tomorrow, I can make three ounces in two days.

Looking at the coins, one copper coin at a time, Zhang was quite excited: "Yunniang, you're really something!"

"At home, it's all thanks to you that we're able to keep things going."

"It's nothing." Jiang Zhiyun smiled. "We'll have a good meal when we get home tonight. Yang is growing, so we'll buy him lots of meat. The little guy is probably craving it."

"Good good."

The cheerful silhouettes of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law stretched longer and longer in the setting sun.

Everyone around was incredibly jealous, but unfortunately, no one knew how to make this noodle soup! They could only watch helplessly.

-

Teahouse at the alley entrance.

The room was very grand, with the curtains in very flashy and bright colors.

The place was spotlessly clean inside and out, but there wasn't a single guest.

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhiwan thought there would be many guests, so she specially found more than a dozen servants and maids, who were all sitting in the room dozing off.

She clenched her fists and paced back and forth in the middle of the lobby: "This shouldn't be! Our shop is open, so we need people here."

I remember in my past life, after Jiang Zhiyun acquired it, it kept coming in droves.

Now it doesn't work in her hands anymore.

Xu Ping'an stood beside her, somewhat awkwardly, and said, "Didn't a few laborers come this morning? They came over for tea to quench their thirst."

"I got rid of those poor bastards with some tattered tea. I reckon it's because of these jinxes that our teahouse has been deserted. With all this bad luck around, why would a wealthy young man come to a place like this?"

Xu Pingan frowned, somewhat angry: "I told you not to open a shop, but you insisted on opening one, even if it meant borrowing money."

"Now you're even slandering others. Those people are just honest farmers who work hard in the fields, how come you've insulted them so harshly? Isn't our family in the same situation?"

"Is this what you're thinking of me in your heart?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiwan panicked immediately: "How could that be? My husband is not like that. You are unique in my heart."

“I opened the shop for you. I want to make money for you so that you can go to the academy to study and meet better teachers who will guide you through the exams.”

Speaking of this, Xu Pingan became somewhat angry.

He remembered saying more than once that he wasn't cut out for studying.

It's unclear why Jiang Zhiwan is so stubborn: "I still think about cultivating more land at home so that our family's life can be better. You can't just ignore the money you owe."

"As for studying, I still don't have that idea. Let's talk about it later."

After saying that, he went upstairs, intending to have some peace and quiet by himself.

I used to think that the stepmother was gentle and kind, but now I only feel oppressed, and she is too eager for quick success.

"..." Jiang Zhiwan was about to cry. Why was it so difficult to get him onto the right path for life?