Farming Little Husband Makes a Fortune

"My old mother's teeth are almost gone. This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is sweet and soft. She should like it very much. How about I buy it for you."

The village chief took out a few taels of silver while talking.

"No, no, take it and eat without paying."

How could He Jun accept the money from the village chief? The two gave way to each other.

Jing Wen hitched up the carriage in the backyard, and didn't see He Jun coming for a long time, so he walked back to see what happened.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the village chief Fang insisted on giving He Jun money, but He Jun waved his hand and refused to take it.

Jing Wen understood and said, "How about this, Mr. He, how much is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake originally going to sell for?"

He Jun smiled embarrassedly: "The sweet-scented osmanthus in this sweet-scented osmanthus cake is ready-made without cost, but the cost of sugar, flour, and glutinous rice flour in the cake is quite high, especially sugar is expensive, so I thought at least Eight cents a piece, will it be expensive?"

Jing Wen listened to what Jun He said clearly and logically, but unexpectedly gave him a look of approval.

"Small business is not easy. It requires a smart mind. This pricing is quite appropriate. How about it? It's not a problem for you two to push back and forth, so let's make a compromise! Village chief, how much do you want to buy?"

Village head Fang: "I'll buy it for 30 yuan."

Jing Wen: "Originally, the total cost was 24 Wen, so let's count it as [-] Wen. And the village head borrowed your small table and two porcelain plates for use."

"Okay, you go to the stove room to get it, there are porcelain plates and two tables there."

The village head happily paid the copper coin, took a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and happily sent it to his wife.

He Jun never expected that the first business deal in his life was concluded at the village chief's house.

This is a good sign. He Jun is more confident and more confident at this moment.

The two got into the carriage, Jing Wen sat in front and drove the horse, and He Jun sat in the back of the carriage and secretly looked at the back of his former husband. It always felt like a dream, and there was a warm feeling of husband and wife singing together.

This Yanggang County is not far from Ewan Village, and the carriage arrived in the county in less than half an hour.

Jing Wen was quite familiar with Yanggang County, so he drove a carriage to Yulin Street, the most prosperous market area in the south of the city.

The two got out of the carriage, Jing Wen harnessed the horse, put down two bamboo baskets in front, took down the small table and two porcelain plates, and placed persimmon cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on them respectively.

He Jun came to Yanggang County for the first time, so he felt novelty about everything around here. The county town is much bigger than the village, and the roads are very clean, there are many shops, and the bustling flow of people is very lively.

Jing Wen looked at He Jun who was looking around curiously, and felt a little interesting: "Is Yanggang County nice, you look like a little boy who can't grow up."

He Jun said "ah" and blushed.

Jing Wen didn't expect this kid to be so funny.

"Okay, let's do business! You can see that the surrounding row is full of sellers, and they all greet you enthusiastically, so you should do the same."

He Jun looked to the side and saw that there were some selling biscuits, some selling groceries with small shelves, and some selling eggs...

Anyway, everything you can think of in this market is sold, and they all have one thing in common, that is, they shout loudly and enthusiastically, with each sound getting louder and more enthusiastic.

He Jun had a gentle personality and a thin skin, so he couldn't do something like shouting loudly, so he shook his head immediately.

Jing Wen looked at his blushing, this kid was really a little...something Jing Wen couldn't tell right away, but it seemed to arouse his desire to protect anyway.

Jing Wen yelled for him: "Osmanthus cake, sweet and delicious osmanthus cake."

He Jun looked at Jing Wen in disbelief. Jing Wen, who was so cold and arrogant in his previous life, is willing to sell in the street for himself in this life.

He Jun was surrounded by warmth and joy in his heart, and he felt really happy.