Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

"Dad, I'm going to help my sister-in-law in the kitchen first. You and your second brother can move the things in the car to my room."

Lin Lixia rolled up her sleeves, walked to the kitchen door, and bumped into Lin Wenya who looked cautious.

"Lixia, I want to ask you something!"

"what's up?"

"Can you let your cousin stay here for a few days?"

"We can't live here!" Lin Lixia opened the curtain and saw Yang Xiaoxian and Yang Xiaohui, looking at her timidly: "Sister Lixia!"

Lin Lixia was stunned.

Yang Xiaoxian rubbed the corner of her clothes: "Sister Lixia, I can wash the dishes, light the fire, and roll noodles."

"Sister Lixia, I know how to pick vegetables and wash clothes!" Yang Xiaohui lowered her head: "Can you keep us here?"

"...Okay!" Lin Lixia was surprised. Then she thought about it. She needed a lot of manpower and she had to rent a house.

The two cousins ​​looked timid, and it seemed that they were having a hard time at home. Who wouldn't be invited?

"Let's start with the dirty talk. I won't keep anyone who can't do the job well. Xiaoxian has forty cash a day and Xiaohui has thirty cash a day."

Lin Wenya's face was full of surprise, and she declined: "Li Xia, there is no need to pay for the work, just let them eat enough."

"That won't work!" Lin Lixia looked around the kitchen and smiled when she saw that her sister-in-law maintained good hygiene.

"Sister-in-law, I give them wages so that they can do a good job. You are the same, if you can't do the job well, you are my sister-in-law and I won't keep you."

"You're such a smart kid." Lin Wenya's heart finally fell. "Xia Xia, how can you sleep at night?"

Seeing that Lin Wenya and her daughter were doing a good job, Lin Lixia simply gave up and became the shopkeeper.

Calling Lin Lichun, he went to Luo Meiju to look for Luo Zisu, and saw that it was Pang Zhong, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, who opened the door.

Lin Lixia was shocked: "Xiao Zhong, it seems that you have had a very happy life in Beijing during this time?"

"That's natural." Fat Zhong raised his chin proudly, and when he thought of the days when Feng Guang was a teacher, he smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

"What do you want from my young master?"

"Where's Brother Zisu? Are you still sleeping in?" Lin Lixia passed Pang Zhong and walked towards the main hall.

Fat Zhong's face changed with anxiety. He hadn't seen her for a while. Why did this mountain girl break into the young master's bedroom?

Could it be that while he was away, his young master was fascinated by a girl from the mountains?

No, absolutely not!

Fat Zhong clamped his legs and ran forward like crazy, blocking the door before Lin Lixia could enter.

"How can I break into my young master's bedroom?"

Seeing Fat Zhong guarding herself against herself like a wolf, Lin Lixia couldn't help but feel happy: "Isn't it okay to take Brother Zi Su to make money?"

"...Okay, very good!" Fat Zhong's attitude changed 180 degrees: "Young master, get up, the opportunity to make a fortune is here!"

Fat Zhong shouted for a while, but there was no response from the house, so he hurried to the house and gathered Luo Zi Su up.

"Young Master, please wake up quickly. Miss Lin is here. She said she wants to help you make money. Please get up quickly..."

"Sister is here?" Luo Zi was stunned for a moment and then urged Fat Zhong to get dressed. He didn't forget to bring a book before going out.

"Sister, my brother was too late to review his books last night!"

"Brother is so smart and works so hard. He is a good scholar this time!" Lin Lixia didn't expose Luo Zisu and even praised him first.

Luo Zisu felt guilty. Last night, Fat Zhong came back at full speed. He held Fat Zhong and chatted until late at night. There was no chance to warm up to the book.

If she fails the exam this time, will my sister be very disappointed?

"Sister, what do you want to do with your brother?"

"Brother Zisu, I have a big deal in my hands. All you need to do is rent a house and a venue, I'll give you the secret recipe, and I'll give you [-]% of the profit share, ensuring that you only make a profit and don't lose any money."

"Fat Zhong, go rent a house quickly!" Luo Zisu directly ordered Fat Zhong to rent a house without asking any questions.

After seeing Lin Lixia's business ability, Fatty Zhong was now afraid that she would not make money with his master.

No matter what the business is.

He asked directly: "Miss Lin, how big a yard should I rent? Are there any requirements for the location?"

Lin Lixia had already made arrangements.

She wants to divide the soap process into three steps, one is caustic soda water, and the other is making flower juice.

She led people to complete the final step of making soap herself.

In this business, according to the current situation of the Lin family, her connections are not enough to protect the secret recipe in her hand.

Winning Luo Zisu to cooperate, while making his sworn brother rich, he can also rely on the big tree of the Luo family.

Why not cooperate with Lujishen?

That's because she has repeatedly assessed that Lu Jishen is audacious, mining silver mines privately, and participating in the prince's struggle for power.

If I'm not careful, I'm afraid this cannon fodder of the Lin family will be served to others first!

"Brother Zisu, two of them go into the courtyard and three sets of them! The closer one is to a bowl of good noodles, the better."

Hearing this, Luo Zisu stamped his feet: "Damn it, the best position was taken by Lu Dingkun first."

After saying that, he took out a stack of banknotes and handed it to Fat Zhong: "Xiao Zhong, use your uncle's connections to get it done quickly. The sooner the better!"

Xiao Zhong nodded, this time the work was done quickly.

In the afternoon, as soon as A Bowl of Good Noodles closed, Xiao Zhong handed three sets of keys to Lin Lixia.

After Lin Lixia read them one by one, she couldn't help but suspect that Luo Zisu was competing with Lu Jishen.

The last courtyard is next to the small courtyard of Lu Ji Shen.

If another door is opened, Lin Lixia can go directly from her noodle shop, through the courtyard of Lu Ji Shen, to the soap workshop.

"Sister, do you think this place is spacious enough?" Seeing Lin Lixia nodding, Luo Zisu asked tentatively: "Sister, do you think I can move to this small courtyard, is that okay?"

"Of course!" Lin Lixia pointed to the house: "This room will be changed into a kitchen, this room will be changed into a workshop, and this room will be changed into a warehouse. You, my dad, and my eldest brother will each have one room."

It happened that her eldest brother's room was vacant, so her sister-in-law and her daughter could move in there, so that she could live in one room alone.

"Sister, I will ask Xiaozhong to move it for you now!"

Looking at Luo Zisu's leaving figure, Lin Lixia smiled so hard that the corners of her mouth raised. The three scholars gathered together, just in time to write the paper together.

Let Lin Wenyao and Lin Lichun repair the kitchen, and Lin Lixia completes the final synthesis process alone in the kitchen.

Place the 100 yuan soap on the mold to cool.

Back at the noodle shop, the room had been moved according to her arrangement. Even Lin Wenhui, who was hiding in the inn, moved into the small courtyard where alkaline water was made under Lin Lidong's arrangement.

The next day, the delivery went smoothly to Xiuzhuang. After Feng Jinhong inspected the goods, he quickly paid the deposit for the remaining 500 yuan of soap.

The palace family in Beijing.

Xue Jingwan was so excited to welcome her husband home from a business trip that her hairpins were all tied up in knots.

But she looked at her husband, Gong Xingtai, holding a delicate young woman on his arm in an affectionate manner.

Walking towards her.

The woman looked at her timidly, with a bit of trance and a bit of shyness, which was unusual at first sight.

Xue Jingwan's heart sank instantly.

An inexplicable anger and disappointment surged into my heart, and tears of grievance shone in my eyes.

"Ms. sir, who is she?"