Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Bai Yueniang's eyelids are jumping, the village chief's sister-in-law is going to make trouble, how can she break it?

Mo Qingcheng walked out with Shangguan Yichen, looked around, and found that they were all relatively simple and honest people, so he was relieved.

"Everyone, you will have to work hard during this period. Three meals a day, twenty copper coins a day, I think shopkeeper Lin has made it clear."

"Ma'am, shopkeeper Lin gave you careful instructions before coming here. Shall we start work now?" The head of the big black man, the owner of Liujia Village, Yutang Town, is named Liu San.

Mo Qingcheng nodded, explained to Bai Yueniang, and Shangguan Yichen led Liu San and the others towards the mountain.

Liu Cuihua followed behind me, I was going to open up wasteland for my family...

Along the way, Liu San and the others sighed endlessly. There were not too many people in the village, but they threw off their arms and worked in full swing.

Shopkeeper Lin revealed that Nanping Village is inconspicuous, it was moved from the north, and it was indeed arranged by Mr. Patrolman. Don't offend Mrs. Mo if you have nothing to do...

When Liu San and the others came, shopkeeper Lin held his ears and told them for a long time, and they had already been familiar with it by heart.

That slender figure walked in front, as if strolling in the courtyard, it was incompatible with the barren mountain.The little boy was born noble, with a sharp look on his brows and eyes.

Not long after arriving at the destination, Mo Qingcheng explained carefully, leaving the fat man to help, and if there was anything, he could go to the village chief Li Changgeng.

Mo Qingcheng brought Shangguan Yichen and Cyclops to drive, and the three brothers Mazi and Li Ergou cut bamboo and built a grass shed for a temporary stay.

With ten more day laborers, it is really inconvenient not to be able to squeeze together with the wife's family.

Before the beginning of winter, the wife's house changed into a big house, and they could live in the wing room...

Thinking like this, Li Ergou and others are more motivated...

Two flowers bloomed, one for each, and said that Mo Qingcheng went straight to Zuixian Tower, and as soon as he got off the carriage, the second brother warmly greeted him: "Excuse me, are you the wife of the Mo family?"

Mo Qingcheng was slightly stunned, and nodded: "Trouble me, brother..."

"Madam, please, my shopkeeper is waiting in the private room on the second floor. But... there are too many people here... Madam, please forgive me." The second brother was afraid that Mo Qingcheng would blame him, so he quickly explained.

Mo Qingcheng had a faint guess in his heart, and he was not pretentious. He and Shangguan Yichen went straight to the second floor under the leadership of the second brother.

The shopkeeper Qian Mansheng heard the movement, and hurriedly opened the door to greet him: "Mrs. Mo, disrespect and disrespect, it's all the old man's fault that he didn't greet you from afar."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a clean white beard and a bookish appearance.

It turned out to be a bearded man.

Mo Qingcheng nodded in salute: "Treasurer Qian, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Mrs. Mo, thank you for your kindness. My nephew already explained his intentions yesterday. May I ask Madam to bring a sample?"

Qian Mansheng waited for the servant to bring refreshments, sat down, and said leisurely.

Mo Qingcheng nodded, and Shangguan Yichen brought braised pork liver, pig's head cake, and cold sauce out of the small basket, and Qian Mansheng's eyes lit up.

"Treasurer Qian, please taste..." Mo Qingcheng made a gesture of invitation. "

Qian Mansheng was not polite, he tasted one by one, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and when the plate was empty, he put down his chopsticks.

"Mrs. Mo, can you sell the recipe to our restaurant? The unique recipe..." Qian Mansheng asked tentatively.

"Treasurer Qian is a smart person. As long as the price is right, within five years, the ownership of the three prescriptions will belong to Zuixianlou." Mo Qingcheng smiled half-smile, and took a sip of tea: "Good tea!"

Qian Mansheng's eyelids twitched. Mrs. Mo is really shrewd. She stretched out five fingers tentatively: "50 taels?"

"Shopkeeper Qian, once these dishes are released, they will be sold in limited quantities. Zuixianlou will bring in a hundred taels a day, not to mention three dishes, how many customers will it bring? If Shopkeeper Qian is under pressure, Madam Ben will go to the restaurant opposite..."

After saying that, Mo Qingcheng was about to get up.

Qian Mansheng was startled: "Mrs. Mo, I have something to say... What price does Madam want to sell?"