Spatial System: Make money by dressing like a superb mother-in-law

"There is no need to experiment with living people. There are mice in the house, just catch one at random.

Experimenting with living people, the first stitch is nervous, and then the person is stitched to death, the loss outweighs the gain. "Tan Zhengran sat up from the stool.

"Really?" the female guest asked Xianggong, wouldn't it be safe for him to use dead mice.

Tan Zhengran nodded, the task was completed, and she was going home too.

Her legs and feet were weak, and she almost fell when she took a step, but fortunately, Mu Yanqing helped her in time.

Pfft, the female guest Xianggong laughed out loud.

He thought Tan Zhengran was so courageous, and he co-authored it to pretend to be calm.

Mu Yanqing cast a warning look, and the female guest Xianggong covered her mouth with her hand.

Shopkeeper Mu is too scary, why doesn't he just smile?

Mu Yanqing and Meng Xiaotou supported Tan Zhengran to leave, and the news that she would deliver the baby spread in the upper circles overnight.

Tan Zhengran saw that his yard was full of people, and after understanding the ins and outs, he explained: "Ladies, I really don't know how to do medicine.

I'm just eager to save people, blind cats hit dead mice.

You have to go to a doctor for medical treatment, but it's useless to find me. "

The wives didn't believe it, so Tan Zhengran had no choice but to take a dagger and slash the pork, and then took Xiyue to sew it with a needle and thread, and showed it to everyone.

"Is it really that simple? Anyone can do it?" someone asked.

"In order to avoid accidents, the doctor still needs to do it. I also sew under the doctor's guidance. Without the doctor, I dare not sew."

Only then did the ladies believe it and left her house.

Huh, it's scary.

Fortunately, they believed it, otherwise she would not be able to explain why she jumped into the Yellow River.

They left on the front foot, and the female guest Xianggong came to visit in person with a thank you gift.

He flaunted that he helped publicize for free, but Tan Zhengran secretly scolded him in his heart for making decisions without authorization.

The female guest spent 1000 taels of silver to obtain a safe and healthy handwriting from Tan Zhengran, and hung it in his wife's room when she returned home.

When he was about to leave, he heard Meng Dacong, who was carrying two carps, shouting loudly that he wanted to eat Tan Zhengran's cooking, so he stopped for lunch.

Tan Zhengran used one carp to stew the soup, and fried the other carp until golden to make sweet and sour carp.

The female guest, Xianggong, was full and took another bowl of fish soup home.

"Mother, I heard that you are famous?" Meng Dacong asked knowingly.

"You want it for you."

"I don't want it." Meng Dacong refused.

He is not as courageous as his mother, he is afraid of sewing people to death, and spends the rest of his life in prison.

"Mom, the students in my academy are going to take their exams soon.

I thought it would be better for you to go to the academy and explain one to them, so as to improve their aspirations and boost my popularity by the way. "Meng Dacong said the purpose of coming today.

"Your mother, I don't have such good language skills, I'm powerless.

In this way, my mother will write an article, and you will read it on behalf of my mother. "Tan Zhengran didn't want to be too high-profile, too high-profile could easily lead to disaster.

Meng Dacong didn't force it either, he took Tan Zhengran's handwritten manuscript and left, and went home to read it from the manuscript.

Others fight for mothers, he fights for mothers.

He personally lectured on Tan Zhengran's manuscript letter, and the students were full of confidence.

Meng Dacong personally took the students who took the exam to the scene to guard, and brought them back safely after the exam.

On the day when the grades were released, Han Haoran's parents were extremely nervous, until Meng Dacong brought them back and saw the smile on Han Haoran's face, everything became clear.

Han Haoran's parents attributed the credit to Tan Zhengran, and when they met someone, they praised Tan Zhengran with them, which led to an increasing number of people who came to Tan Zhengran to write.

"I'm really not that amazing, Han Xuezi was able to pass the examination of scholar in one fell swoop, it's all his own credit.

Han Xuezi has a good foundation, otherwise, just a pair of handwriting would not be able to bless Han Xuezi to be a scholar. Tan Zhengran glared at Meng Dacong angrily.

She is happy to come to do business, but she is really not a fairy, and she can't bless everyone with the title of scholar.

Meng Dacong, who was stared at, said to the parents of other students: "My mother is right, this is the psychological effect of everyone.

If my mother is really so good, my family won't be poor for such a long time, right? "

"That's right, but we still have to buy the handwriting." The parents of the students calmed down and said.

"It's okay to buy handwriting, but handwriting can't bless you. You will definitely get the fame of a scholar. At most, it can be a good omen." Tan Zhengran was afraid that someone would put all the responsibility on her in the future.

After the parents of the students clearly agreed, Tan Zhengran began to write on the rice paper.

There are still ten copies, and one more copy will not be written.

Whoever has a sore wrist knows it in his heart.

Tan Zhengran picked up the needle and thread and continued to sew clothes in his spare time.

There was only one sleeve left of the clothes after she kept sewing them.

Tan Zhengran showed it to Mu Yanqing to try it on, and Mu Yanqing fit it perfectly on her body.

After taking off the wedding dress, Tan Zhengran told Mu Yanqing to sit freely, and she also patched up the last sleeve.

When she finished sewing her sleeves, her and Mu Yanqing's wedding dresses were about to arrive.

"Mu Yanqing, did you say you wanted to marry me?" Mu Yanqing didn't seem to have heard that Mu Yanqing explicitly said that he wanted to marry her?

"I said, I want to marry Sister Tan." Mu Yanqing repeated, slowing down for fear of being labeled as unwilling to marry.

"True or false?"

Mu Yanqing held Tan Zhengran's left hand and placed it on his hard chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

"Listen, Sister Tan, even the sound of my heartbeat is the sound of loving you."

Tan Zhengran withdrew his hand, what Mu Yanqing said was too nasty, he couldn't bear it.

"I can barely believe you once." Tan Zhengran should sew her clothes seriously.

I'm really worried that Mu Yanqing will say something more disgusting next moment.

She stopped the task of sewing Mu Yanqing's wedding dress, and Mu Yanqing went to the jewelry store to choose the jewelry that Tan Zhengran would wear that day.

They don't hold a wedding banquet, but they still have to be decent in front of their own family and dress up beautifully. He wants Sister Tan to be the most beautiful bride in the world, and no one can compare to Sister Tan.

Mu Yanqing picked out a set of gold jewellery, and a set of agate jewellery.

The agate ones were very expensive, and he didn't even blink his eyes or hesitate for a moment, he took out his cash and bought them all back home.

Mu Yanqing compared the two sets, and asked Qi Shi, "Qi Shi, which set do you think is better to give Sister Tan?"

"Master, Qi Shi thinks it's best to give both sets to his wife." Qi Shi has no wife, but he has seen pigs run away.

"Same as I thought." Mu Yanqing put away the two sets of jewelry.

The shop in the state capital has recently been renovated, and he and Sister Tan are busy going to the state capital to open a shop, and there is no chance to show it to Sister Tan for the time being, and we will talk about it after the sewing shop is opened.

Mu Yanqing and Tan Zhengran had breakfast, packed their bags, got on the carriage, and rushed to the state capital.

The shops of the two opened three days apart, so there is no need to worry that they will not be able to find time to help in their respective shops.

Mr. Mu came to congratulate Tan Zhengran when he learned that the box lunch shop in the state capital opened.

He was the first to walk into Tan Zhengran's shop to make a sample, and served some of the same four meat and four vegetables.

The taste is not as good as that made by Sister Tan herself, but it is much more delicious than those made by other chefs.

"Sister Tan, is there really no expert behind you?" Mr. Mu asked curiously.