Divorce her scumbag husband, marry the war king, and the hot wife gets rich through her spatial abil

"You know, having more acquaintances means having more options."

“I’m just a farmer, I don’t need to get involved with wealthy families.”

"and many more."

Manager Liu went to the back and brought out a large bag: "This is my New Year's gift for you, please accept it."

"Oh, it's such an honor to receive a New Year's gift from Manager Liu."

"Tch, don't try to be sarcastic. I was just thinking of getting more medicinal herbs from you so we can plant more next year, preferably anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing ones. We don't use expensive herbs much in our town; most of them are for the common people. So we can plant less."

"Okay, I'll make sure you eat until you're stuffed."

Shopkeeper Liu glanced at her and said, "The more the better. If you can't finish it, I can give it to other pharmacies and make some profit."

Xiao Nan suddenly leaned closer to him and asked in a cheeky tone, "This shop isn't yours, is it? Who owns it?"

He was taken aback for a moment, then grinned and chuckled, "When did Miss Xiao become so inquisitive?"

"Humph!"

Xiao Nan put the two large bags into the basket, slung them over his shoulder, and walked outside. Manager Liu called after him.

"Could you sell me some more medicinal herbs before the New Year?"

"No, maybe around July or August after the New Year."

"Since it has taken so long, I will think of another way."

"Well, that's all."

Manager Liu's eyes flickered, and after watching Xiao Nan until he was out of sight, he hurriedly went to the backyard.

A richly dressed man sat at the table, drinking hot tea.

Manager Liu stood respectfully beside him and said softly:

"Boss, that was the girl who provided us with the medicinal herbs, and she was the one who took out the ginseng."

"Hmm, does she live in Ping'an Village?"

"How do you know?"

"You don't need to know. Just find more people to clear the road to Ping'an Village. I'm going to visit this young lady."

Shopkeeper Liu immediately became anxious: "She has a strange temper. If she finds out that you have a relationship with our pharmacy, she will definitely be angry and think that I am talking nonsense and disturbing her peace."

The man rolled his eyes at him: "I'm not going to say I work at a pharmacy, what's the rush?"

"I!"

"Alright, hurry up and arrange this. I won't involve you."

"Yes, I will make the arrangements right away, and you can go tomorrow."

"Prepare another generous gift."

How thick?

"Never mind, I'll prepare it myself."

After saying this, the man put down his tea, got up and left the room, followed by several guards.

Manager Liu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "This young master seems very unreliable. Why would he go to visit Miss Xiao? Is there something fishy going on?"

Without time to think it over, he quickly sent people to recruit others.

To open up the road into Ping'an Village in a single day, you need more than enough people, and you can't lower the price either, since it's freezing cold and not many people are willing to do it.

When Xiao Nan arrived home, the house was still the same as it was before she left.

She kept the gifts from Old Madam Qiao and Manager Liu in her spatial storage, which would have given her away. With Meng Fei's shrewdness, he would definitely make wild guesses.

She never expected that selling medicine would attract such a big shot.

In the afternoon, Xiao Nan had nothing to do, so he washed the hawthorns at home, removed the pits, chopped them up, put them in a pot with water, and started to boil them.

She was very dissatisfied with the white sugar here; it was yellowish and tasted a bit strange. It had been sitting in the kitchen cabinet unused, except for her grandmother who used it.

After sweeping the snow, Meng Fei came to the front yard and smiled when he saw the smoke coming from the kitchen.

My wife is tinkering with food again. What will she come up with this time?

He walked into the kitchen without thinking and saw his wife sitting by the stove, stirring the pot with an iron spoon in her hand.

There was a pot of red stuff inside, so he sat down next to her and asked.

"What delicious food are you making now?"

"Hawthorn cake, I've been craving this for so long."

Meng Fei's cheeks immediately started to ache, and he kept swallowing the sour liquid.

Will it taste sour?

"It's not sour. Sugar has been added. After it's cooked and cooled, you can cut it into pieces and eat it with other dishes."

"We men don't like to eat this, but women and children do."

"Not necessarily. Some men also like to eat it, but they feel that as men, it would be beneath them to enjoy it like women do."

"Hehe, then make it, and I'll have a taste too."

"Drinking hawthorn berries soaked in water is good for your health. I'll make some fruit tea for you later."

"Fruit tea? You can brew tea with fruit?"

"It's not about soaking; it's about squeezing out the juice and mixing it with tea, which gives it a unique flavor."

Meng Fei's eyes lit up. If he opened a teahouse in town and sold fruit tea, he could probably cater to all kinds of customers, right?

However, his eyes darkened when he thought of a certain person.

That guy was his best friend. They grew up together, practically naked. He was smart from a young age, but he never took the imperial examinations. He was only interested in business and would do any kind of business as long as it made money. Moreover, he would make a great success of anything he set his sights on.

The condiment business was entrusted to him by him.

In a while, all the restaurants in the Dragon Kingdom will be using his seasonings to cook their dishes.

That man's business spans all over China, except for overseas.

Then he thought of the seeds for white flour and white rice. He had entrusted this matter to that friend. He didn't care about the king of the Dragon Kingdom, but seeing the people suffer tormented him. He couldn't even console himself.

If my wife can grow it, it would be best to promote it throughout the entire country.

Xiao Nan saw him staring blankly at the stove fire and knew he was thinking about something, so she asked.

"What are you thinking about?"

Meng Fei blurted out, "Wife, I've already asked someone to look for wheat flour and rice seeds. Shall we try planting them?"

"If you want to plant it, then let's give it a try."

"I've caused my wife trouble."

"It's no trouble at all. It doesn't matter what you plant. I also like to eat white rice and white flour."

Meng Fei breathed a sigh of relief. Whether the crops could be successfully planted depended on his wife. He felt that his wife had a special talent for farming, and everything she planted would survive.

Look at those vegetables, they're growing so well. You can plant a sweet potato, and the leaves can be stir-fried or made into a salad.

Raising a chicken means it can lay eggs even in winter.

My wife is truly an extraordinary woman, even more extraordinary than those women who can play the piano or practice martial arts.

After all, there are plenty of people who can play musical instruments and many who know martial arts, but there is no Dragon Kingdom that can grow vegetables and make chickens lay eggs in the dead of winter.

The longer you stay, the more addicted you become; you could live like this for the rest of your life without any problems.

Xiao Nan poured the boiled hawthorn sauce into a basin and left it outside to cool. It cooled completely in a quarter of an hour.

She placed the basin upside down on the cutting board, cut the mountain rice cake into long strips with a knife, and picked up one and said to Meng Fei.

“Husband, come here, open your mouth.”

When Meng Fei saw the long, red strip, his mouth watered involuntarily, but he still opened it.

One bite, and the sour and sweet taste made him close his eyes tightly and his face contort.

Xiao Nan burst into laughter: "Enjoyed, wasn't it?"

"So satisfying, but so sour! I can't eat it all, I can't eat it all."

"Take this plate to Grandma, she'll love it. This plate is mine, and the rest are in the storeroom."

Meng Fei affectionately pinched her cheek, picked up the plate, and left. Xiao Nan ate one bite after another, making strange expressions as she ate.

The old lady tasted the hawthorn cake and was overjoyed. She praised Xiao Nan's skills and said she would buy more hawthorns next year and make more to freeze and eat slowly in the winter.

Hearing the laughter coming from the upper room, Xiao Nan smiled and suddenly thought about what fruit trees to plant on the wasteland next year.

I remember in my past life, there was a kind of fruit called jelly pear. This fruit tree could let the pears grow until winter without needing to be picked. Once it froze, they would turn black. When you wanted to eat them, you would pick them from the tree and soak them in cold water.

If you find it too cold to eat, you can cut it into small pieces and eat it with a fork. It's sweet, juicy, and makes up for the lack of fruit in winter.

This was perfect for a life where there was no fruit in winter. Coincidentally, she had frozen pears in her space, so she took the cores and planted them. She wondered if it would be successful.