Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

Song Jingwen looked at Wang Man calmly, but he was actually quite flustered.

Wang Man hesitated. He preferred the second solution. He stared at Song Shilin standing in the corner and said, "I can't read, how can I sign a contract."

"I can read!" Huang Xianfang interrupted her man's speech.

Huang Xianfang thought more far-sighted, she pulled Wang Mandao back and said excuse me, and the couple went into the back room to discuss.

Huang Xianfang thinks that the first option is more convenient. If you just sell peppers as usual, how can you make a fortune.The share proposed by Song Jingwen is really attractive. They don't need to continue to set up stalls, and they can get money just by bringing back the goods.She can go out to sea with Wang Man without setting up a stall, and she will inevitably worry when her man is floating on the sea.

Moreover, Mrs. Song didn't want to say it at the beginning. When Song Jingwen made such a suggestion, she was stared at.

Although it is relatively hidden, Huang Xianfang has been staring at the old lady, how can she not find it.It shows that the business that Song Jingwen wants to do is absolutely profitable. Huang Xianfang naturally understands Wang Man, and after arguing, the man is still the first to lose.

Huang Xianfang persuaded Wang Man in an almost coquettish tone, "I can still travel far away with you in the future, do you want me to be at home alone?"

Wang Man was stunned, of course he couldn't bear it.

After thinking about it, he still signed the contract with Song Jingwen.Huang Xianfang knew a few more characters than Wang Man, and could barely recognize the above characters.This initial contract relied more on the integrity of both parties. Song Jingwen believed that Wang Man could handle this matter well, and Wang Man was also excited about the future Song Jingwen imagined, so naturally he would not hold back Song Jingwen.

Song Jingwen paid a deposit of four taels and dragged away all the inventory of Wang Man's family. Yesterday he was a small rich man with six taels of silver in his pocket, and in a blink of an eye there was only one tael left. silver.

He knew exactly how much profit there was, but he was so poor that he couldn't afford all the spices and peppers, so he could only take advantage of Wang Man.

You know, mastering a technology in ancient times is equivalent to having a guy who eats.Master craftsmen do not easily pass on their skills to their apprentices, so the chili processing method Song Jingwen came up with is more valuable than the chili provided by Wang Man.

He probably knew about the financial situation of the Song family, and he still owed Mrs. Song's natal family money.Doing business is inherently risky. He couldn't suppress the entire Song family, so he didn't ask Mrs. Song for money.

Song Jingwen touched the silver in his hand sadly, and handed over the remaining one or two taels of silver to Mrs. Song to collect the peppers, and collected all the peppers in the Douzi alley. He would be a profiteer and a monopoly!

Originally, Wang Manjia had the most chili peppers in Douzi Hutong. The other houses had dried chili peppers, and the quantity was not much. They bought them all for only 350 cash.

The three of them informed Song Xingping from Rongfu Restaurant, sent some pickles made at home, and went back.Song Xingping didn't go into details about the hot pepper powder, but only mentioned that the family was going to do business.

Since the last time the Song family's chestnut sale sparked a chestnut buying and selling craze in the town, and earned a full six taels of silver, Song Xingping let Song Jingwen mess around.

A few men from the Song family came out to unload chili peppers, cumin and star anise. They recognized the former as chili peppers, but the latter two smelled very fragrant.The Song family has a characteristic of being unassuming. Several uncles hid things in the kitchen to avoid people, and the eldest nephew deliberately explained that these things should be kept in a dry place.

Song Jingwen's unassuming attitude showed a sudden change, and his unforgiving mouth liked to talk nonsense when he had nothing to do.

Last night selling chili powder made more than 200 renminbi, Mrs. Song even set up a table at the door of her house to sell more chili powder. I came from my own crock pot.

After all, it’s right in front of our house, so it’s better to use a bamboo jar to exchange more chili powder. The bamboo can be chopped at home, so there’s no need to buy a jar made of bamboo.

There are many more people queuing today than those who sneaked in last night. Song Jingwen saw a few children hiding far away behind a tree, all wearing patched clothes. It is normal for villagers to have patches on their clothes, but they did not. I have seen so many, the clothes are washed white, and it seems that they can be weathered by the wind.

Song Yu pulled out a stool for him, and with a straw in his mouth like an adult, he explained, "Brother, they are the poorest in our village, so you should stop looking at them. We don't take them to play, they I usually go to dig wild vegetables to eat, but today it must smell like our house.”

Whether it is ancient or modern, there is a circle culture.

Song Jingwen understood it, and asked doubtfully, "Where are their parents, no one cares?"

Song Yu shook his head, "They almost starved to death during the famine year, but some old people in the village who had no children took them in, and they couldn't find their parents. It's a good life if they don't have their teeth sold."

Song Yu curled his lips, picked up a stone and threw it over, smashed it on the tree where they were hiding, and shouted with a smirk, "A troublesome man with no parents, a son of a bitch that no one wants, bah , little beggars begging for food."

The children behind the tree flinched when Song Jingwen looked over, and hid their eyes even more tightly.

Seeing that his second uncle was not there, Song Jingwen slapped Song Yu on the head unceremoniously, and scolded with glaring eyes, "Go and apologize to them. Is there any more rules? How can you behave like this, my little brother?"

Song Yu couldn't figure it out, and even felt that Song Jingwen was a little baffled, "What's the matter, don't everyone say that, what's wrong with me."

It's sad... Jia Guo's flowers are crooked, and if they don't correct them, they will become cannibal flowers.

Song Jingwen twisted Song Yu's ear and brought him in front of several children, "Apologize to them! Not everyone can choose their own life after birth. There is nothing wrong with them being born in this world. What is wrong is abandoning them. people."

Song Yu groaned, covering his red ears, "Brother, I was wrong, let go, your ears are going to fall off."

Song Yu held the tears all over his face, pouted his mouth reluctantly, his voice was like a mosquito, and after holding back for a long time, he choked out three words, "I'm sorry."

It's impossible for this cheap little brother to get straight all at once, Song Jingwen said with a cold face, "The ears are about to fall off, what's the matter? You are the one who can howl the most every day, and the pig's ears are firm."

Song Jingwen looked at the four children in front of him with another face, smiling like a spring breeze, "Don't pay attention to my little brother, if he hits you again next time, you will hit him back. What are men afraid of, just do it if you don't accept it, whoever doesn't want to fight Hit big."

A timid voice came over, like a soft little rabbit, "I'm not a man."

Fortunately, Song Jingwen has good hearing, and a pair of big watery eyes looked at him pitifully, Song Jingwen's heart was about to melt, how could he be so cute!

White and tender skin, big eyes like black grapes.Although there are stains on the face, it does not affect the cuteness of the children.

Song Jingwen knelt down and beckoned to him pitifully, "Child, what's your name?"

"My name is Song Xingxing~" The child dragged out a long "ah" and made a babyish ending sound.

Song Jingwen took over the restrained Song Xingxing, "Why aren't you a man?"

Song Yu felt ashamed to look at it, imitating Song Jingwen's accent, "Because he's a brother~"

He continued with a strange voice, "His brother has a mole behind his ear, he is the treasure of these little beggars~"

Damn, Song Jingwen is disgusting, Song Yu has to clean up this kid, let his brother Song Lei teach him what it means to be quiet!

Song Lei's presence in the Song family was extremely low, and he always appeared everywhere quietly. Sometimes he would be frightened by this child who jumped out suddenly.

Holding this child in his hands is a brother. These two hands only held his little boyfriend last night, but today they touched other little brothers.

No, they are not clean!

Song Jingwen let go of Song Xingxing's hand playfully, and turned his head to look for Xie Feng. He couldn't believe that his excellent boyfriend, Xie Feng, could not pay close attention to him!

Sure enough, he found Xie Feng in the distance, wrapped in a turban, no matter how concealed he was, he couldn't hide from his own eyes.

Song Jingwen was secretly happy, but also inexplicably sad, Xie Feng was too unconfident about his appearance, he felt distressed!

A man with a boyfriend has to do his job. As a male, he instinctively wants to use his advantages to attract a mate.

Song Jingwen touched the heads of the children below, poking fluffy in his palm.Now, there is only the touch left by the little man on his hands, there is no little brother!

Song Jingwen is happy for his wit, the smell of the opposite sex on his body can only be left by his little boyfriend, hehe.

He looked at a few children and knew that they wanted to eat chili powder, but other people's families bought it with money, and made them special, and the others were not happy.

When the time comes, all the children from a village will gather around him asking for free chili powder, and their family will not be able to do business anymore.

Song Jingwen thought of an idea that benefited both others and himself, and his tail was about to go up to the sky. He commanded triumphantly, "You go and catch me big white shrimp and big red shrimp, and I will make spicy shrimp for you to eat, and you can eat it Serve the chili powder."

The strongest little man among the children looked at him in embarrassment, and faltered, "We... have no money."

After speaking, several people lowered their heads, while Song Yu raised his chin with an expression of "Look, they are all a bunch of poor ghosts".

Song Jingwen smiled, "Catch more. If you catch three, you can exchange them for a spicy shrimp, a red shrimp for a red spicy shrimp, and a big white shrimp for a white spicy shrimp. This is what you have exchanged for labor. Sorry, you didn't steal or rob, I told you to eat, who can stop me."

The strongest child was named Ding Feizhou, his ears were red, and a half-old child wiped his eyes, "Thank you, you are a good person!"

Song Jingwen pretended he hadn't seen it, and to save face for the little guy, "Go quickly."

Several children ran away, their thin arms wrapped in their sleeves by the wind, and the young birds were about to take off.

Song Jingwen watched them rush away in relief, and turned his head to see Song Yu standing aside with nothing to do with himself, and kicked his ass, "Stinky boy, why are you still standing there? Why don't you catch shrimps?" You just eat farts!"

Song Jingwen stared at him, "Why, you still want to engage in nepotism, you have no family, you little moth. Learn more from them, Ding Feizhou is very promising in my opinion."

Song Yu chased after him.After running far away, he yelled at Song Jingwen, "I am the only one who is promising, what kind of eyes do you have?"

Song Yu is a boy who has milk and is a mother. He has to be subdued so as not to cause trouble.

Song Jingwen picked out his ears, but didn't even look at him.

Song Jingwen went into the kitchen, where he made the sauce, chopped the onion, ginger, and garlic into fine pieces, but he couldn't see the original shape, chopped the chili into small pieces, grabbed the fennel and star anise, and put these Put in gauze.

He moved all the ingredients out, and the third uncle had already set up a simple stove in the yard, with a large stone placed on it.

Song Jingwen didn't expect it to be in this shape. The stone looked like a pig trough. He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and comforted himself that this was ahead of the times.