After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

When we arrived at Turing Pass, it was crowded with people. There were small stalls and vendors on both sides of the road, and all the better stall locations were occupied.

Most of these vendors had been stationed at Turing Pass before, so they were basically familiar with each other.

After the situation stabilized, many new vendors came, but they were all local residents and were more or less familiar to each other.

But when Song Huiling and his group came over, the surrounding vendors immediately became alert.

"Where did these short-lived ghosts come from to steal our business?"

"I don't see him very well. Does anyone know him?"

"I don't know them. I'm afraid they are from the distant villages. They heard that this place is safe and they want to come and do business to share a piece of the pie."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding vendors became unhappy.

It is well known that Turing Pass has a large flow of people and that it is a place where you can make money doing business.

It turns out that not many people set up stalls because they are concerned about the unstable situation here.

But now that they heard that things were peaceful here, all the smart people from the surrounding areas came here to set up stalls.

There was almost no room on both sides of the road, let alone room for people from the distant village.

At this moment, everyone united as one and wanted to drive away Song Huiling and his group of outsiders.

Song Huiling took advantage of the opportunity and just as she spotted a small empty space and was about to let A'mo unload the things, the two vendors on the left and right stood in the middle and drove them away.

"Go, go, go, there is no place for you here. You have taken our place. How can we do business?"

The two men were tough and refused to give in.

A'mo's temper instantly flared up, and he clenched his fists and was ready to fight with the two men.

At this time, one of the vendors sneered and shouted, "What? You little bastards from far away want to come here and occupy our territory?"

Upon hearing this, all the vendors around gathered around and surrounded Song Huiling and the other two.

Yang's scalp was tingling. It was the first time she had experienced such a big scene. Her hands and feet were shaking, but she still mustered up the courage to protect Song Huiling behind her.

Ah Mo was no longer afraid of the group fight and clenched his fists even harder.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Song Huiling quickly tugged at A'mo's clothes and pulled him back.

The situation is now very clear. They are excluded as outsiders, and there is no benefit in confronting them head-on.

Song Huiling stood in front of Ah Mo and Yang, respectfully greeted the people around him, and pretended to be confused and asked:

"Dear fellow villagers, this is my first time setting up a stall here. I may not understand the rules here and may have offended you unintentionally. Could you please tell me what I did wrong? I will correct it on the spot."

Song Huiling's attitude was so sincere that those with a softer heart would not continue to embarrass her or say harsh words to her.

However, there were also those who would not give in to soft words, and they said coldly: "It is not right for you to set up a stall here! To tell you the truth, the stalls in Turing Pass have been contracted by Gaojiazhai and Wangjiazhai. If you know what is good for you, leave quickly and don't force us to chase you away!"

Song Huiling was not frightened. Instead, he walked up to the man who had spoken ill of him and said calmly, "Since this place is contracted by Gaojiazhai and Wangjiazhai, I believe you are the manager here. Please tell me what application I need to make if my family of three wants to set up a stall here."

The black-faced man was stumped for a moment. Turing Pass is the territory of Gaojiazhai and Wangjiazhai. This matter is basically a convention and everyone agrees on it. There is no need to talk about the person in charge.

Being praised to such a high position, and with clear eyes filled with respect and admiration for an elder brother, the fierceness of the black-faced man could no longer be held back.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one spoke, Song Huiling continued to retreat and said, "Big brother, how about this? I don't dare to covet the conspicuous places on the side of the road. We can set up a stall in that corner. What do you think?"

The dark-faced man looked in the direction of Song Huiling's finger. That area was very hidden. If the traveling merchants passing by didn't look carefully, they would not be able to see that there was a stall there at all.

He looked away, and when he looked at Song Huiling again, he looked at her as if she was a fool. Was this girl really here to do business? Was she doing a business that was losing money?

The reason why the vendors here are so opposed to Song Huiling and her group setting up stalls here is simply because they are worried that they will touch their own interests.

Now that Song Huiling has taken the initiative to ask to set up a stall in the quietest corner, it won't affect them at all. At most, it will just take one or two customers away from them.

The black-faced man softened his heart for a moment and blurted out: "Okay, okay, then you guys quickly get out of here and don't get in the way!"

"Hey, thank you, brother. You're such a nice person!" Song Huiling said in a cheerful voice, winking at A'mo and Yang.

A'mo pushed the car and quickly squeezed out of the crowd.

The rest of the onlookers hadn't reacted yet, and when the cart came over, they subconsciously stepped aside to make way.

Song Huiling and Yang followed A'mo and walked out of the crowd.

After the family of three left, everyone realized what had happened and began to blame the black-faced man.

"I say, Lao Gao, you let them set up a stall here. Did you get our consent?"

"Your behavior is really unfair, isn't it? It's not right to be so rude!"

The black-faced man showed his fist. The bulging tendons on his arms looked very scary. His eyes were wide open and he glanced at the people in front of him fiercely:

"Do I need your permission to do anything? They have been driven to such a remote corner. How do they bother you? If any of you refuse to obey, come and fight me!"

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to say another word. After all, they all knew each other, and it was not easy to just confront each other.

Looking at the place where Song Huiling's stall was set up again, it was so cold and cold that only a ghost would go there.

Thinking of this, everyone stopped thinking, looked at each other, and immediately became defensive.

There is no threat from outsiders. These neighbors who live with us day and night are the debt collectors who come to steal our business!

The high spirits just now collapsed without a trace, and everyone returned to their own stalls, ignoring each other.

A'mo put the small stall cabinet on the ground and set up an oil-paper umbrella that was one person tall. When the umbrella was opened, it was enough to accommodate five or six people. This was a parasol that Song Huiling specially customized for the guests.

Then put the folding table and three small stools in place, and a simple tea table is ready under the umbrella.

Someone at the stall in front couldn't help but look back. They saw Song Huiling and his group holding an umbrella with small chairs and tables under it. They all had an indescribable look on their faces.

Are these people fools? Are they here to do business or to enjoy themselves?

Today's opening was not very smooth, and Yang was extremely disappointed. Thinking back to when they came to Turing Pass to set up a stall before, they could be described as counting money until their hands were tired, but now...

Yang couldn't hide her worries on her face. After a long while, she finally said, "Hui Ling, it seems that we can't do this business today. How about we pack up and go home?"

It was a bit hot after walking all the way, so Song Huiling fanned her face with her hands and said calmly: "Mom, who said we can't do it? This is just the beginning."