Dressed as a villain's wife

"Why are you here?" Nanzhi muttered, but his heart was sweet.

She doesn't have any big ambitions now, she just wants to live a good life with Sanweiju and live a good life with Shen Wenchen and Zhiyu.

Now the restaurant's business is getting better and better, and it can earn almost 300 taels of silver this month.

As long as it can last, she will be able to earn back her capital in less than five months.

A Niang also told her the day before yesterday that the family has already saved enough money to buy a shop, and they are not going to continue to go to the food stall from morning to night, and they want to find a suitable shop to do business.

Now that Li Lian has left, Shen Chong has disappeared, and when he returned to Yancheng on the twelfth, Miao Miao also waited for his sweetheart.

Everything seems to be going well.

Shen Wenchen looked at the smiling person, hesitant to speak.

The marriage has been decided, but there are still some details that are not clear.

Everyone knows that Nan Nan died two years ago, and now that she is remarried, it is naturally a second marriage.

But according to etiquette...

Nanzhi couldn't help being a little puzzled after not hearing the people around him speak for a long time, and only looked up at him.

"what happened to you?"

"Just according to the etiquette, you can be regarded as my successor..."

When Shen Wenchen said this, he felt a little funny.

But the fact is true, he has nothing else to explain.

Nanzhi saw that he was a little worried, but gently smoothed the wrinkles between his brows.

"I thought something big happened. According to etiquette, I should be ranked second."

After all, the number one is myself, and there is no such thing as cuckolding myself.

It's just saluting and serving tea to her memorial tablet, she can still bear it.

Really speaking, Shen Wenchen is probably the one who suffers.

After all, most of the rich and powerful in Yancheng have a habit of adopting a substitute. They are afraid that if they marry him, someone will catch him.

He is still the city lord of Yancheng now, so he must be more criticized than his restaurant owner.

But if someone really made an argument with this, they couldn't refute it.

Thinking of this, Nanzhi burst out laughing.

Seeing her laughing, Shen Wenchen was no longer worried, as long as they were doing well.

He is a lucky person here, but not there. After all, he is not like other novel male protagonists who know everything. He only wants his family to be safe, and it would be nice to have a wife and children in his arms.

The two got bored for a long time, and Shen Wenchen talked about things in the capital, which made Nanzhi a little dazed.

"Hot Pot?"

"Yeah." Shen Wenchen put his arms around Nanzhi, playing with her small palm with his big hand.

"But that hot pot is very unpalatable, it can't be your cooking."

"I've never done it." Nan Zhi wanted to roll his eyes, but this man is thick-skinned. According to his intentions, he has become an all-rounder, right?

"So there really are other time-travelers?" After thinking about it carefully, Nan Zhi couldn't help but widen her eyes. She knew that the hero and the heroine were time-travelers, and adding herself and Shen Wenchen, there were four of them. .

But according to what he meant, would there be more?

"Yes." Shen Wenchen nodded, "Not only yes, but that person's position is very high now."

"In the palace?"

Nanzhi exclaimed.

"Yes."

Shen Wenchen inquired for a long time in the capital, but only knew that the man was a celebrity from the official family.

"The potatoes and sweet potatoes were brought by him." Shen Wenchen couldn't help sighing.

The two crops of sweet potatoes and potatoes are undoubtedly life-saving things in this place.

"So is soybean oil?" Nan Zhi was amazed in his heart. Compared with this, Su Tao might not be able to be the heroine.

Potatoes, sweet potatoes, soybean oil, everything is related to people's livelihood.

Could it be that the traverser also has system space?

Thinking of the children's books he saw on the bookstall, Nanzhi became even more suspicious.

She was able to seize the opportunity of cumin under the market and open this restaurant. It was really a blind cat and a dead mouse, all due to luck.

After all, if she didn't need to work part-time to earn money for her own education, at most she could only rely on cumin to make a fortune.

But that person is really capable.

"Not only soybean oil, but also soap, and even Zhuangzi outside Kyoto has begun to grow corn."

Speaking of corn, Shen Wenchen's face flashed an indescribable look.

He will not be surprised if durians are sold in the capital city one day.

After hearing this, Nanzhi was dumbfounded and did not speak.

They are both traversers, the difference is really big.

"Could it be that that person is a Ph.D. from the Agricultural College?"

"do not know."

Shen Wenchen shook his head sincerely.

A woman in red in the Imperial Palace of Kyoto was frowning as she looked at the pot of red soup in front of her.

"Is this the hot pot that Luan'er sells outside?"

The woman had a pretty face, and the red brocade skirt made her skin even fairer.

However, the two beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed at this time, making people look at them and just want to smooth them out for her.

"Imperial concubine..." The little eunuch hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not.

This Princess Yunhua is really too much.

Secretly carried the food outside the palace behind the empress and the emperor's back, and even started a business.

Mingqin was a little helpless, just tasted the taste of the pot of red soup, and covered his face with a handkerchief.

Two months ago, on a whim, she hired a cook to make a hot pot, but who would have thought that Princess Yunhua would secretly go out of the city to do business.

The common people don't know, but all the ministers in the court know the origin of the hot pot.

According to the temperament of those people, I don't know if they patronize every day.

She said how every time she met the concubines in the harem in the past month, they always looked at her with a smile.

Ming Qin had a headache.

She has been in the palace for nearly four years, but she never thought that she would be put together by this little girl.

"Your Majesty, if you ask me, this is a good thing. After all, you have a clean background and no backer. Now, although Princess Yunhua borrows your name to do business, those ministers don't know it. This is also true for you. good thing."

The little eunuch was talking, his eyes only sneaking at Ming Qin.

Although the officials are no longer obsessed with cultivation, but after all, they are getting older, maybe one day...

Although the imperial concubine is now receiving the favor of the imperial concubine, if the imperial concubine can leave behind a son and a half daughter, then the days to come can be regarded as stable.

Ming Qin didn't speak, just glanced at him and turned back to the house.

If it weren't for her ability, she would not have chosen to enter the palace.

It's a pity that the sons born in this official family didn't have a good seed.

Ming Qin sighed, holding the small silver lock in a daze.

She couldn't figure out why if she had these things, if she was an ordinary person, maybe she wouldn't choose to leave.

Thinking of that person's disappointed look, Ming Qin felt a little dazed.

She has been in this world for ten years.

In the first three years, he traveled around, and in the next three years, he met and fell in love with that man.

But in the last four years, he left them behind and ran into this deep palace alone.