I opened a mother and baby supermarket in ancient times to raise cubs

The next day, before dawn, the Shen family sent someone to take the ointment away.

Qiao Mian put an end to one of his worries, and went back to the cage with his arms around the rice dumpling. When he was half asleep and half awake, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by a heavy knock on the door.

Qiao Mian got up yawning, and looked through the window, the sun was shining outside, and the green trees had a layer of soft light, which was a rare good weather.

Hugging Zong Zong, who still wanted to stay in bed, put a little red bellyband on the child in twos and twos, Zong Zong curled his mouth and shook his fat little lotus root legs frantically, "Sleep, sleep, Bao'er Sleepy."

Qiao Mian patted his butt angrily, "Be honest, do it again, I won't take you to the town to buy Tiantian later."

Hearing Tian Tian, ​​Zong Zong was quite honest, but his big eyes were still so wronged that he was holding back wet tears.

Qiao Mian didn't dare to delay, and after getting dressed, she carried the rice dumpling and went out of the house. When she opened the door, it was Tang Qing who looked delighted.

"Go in and talk, go in and talk!" Tang Qing pushed Qiao Mian into the courtyard.

"What's the matter? What makes you so happy?"

Tang Qing glanced at the direction of the door, and there was gloating in his clever eyes, "Then Wang Ah San was bitten to death by wild beasts on the mountain last night! A few villagers found him on the mountain road this morning. It was full of blood, one of his legs seemed to be torn off alive, and his whole body was bloody from the bites. When he was rescued, he was barely alive. The old hunter in our village checked his wound and said it was bitten by a wolf. And there's more than one. As for why they didn't eat him, they just bit him, the big guys are quite strange."

Qiao Mian was really surprised, "Bite by a wolf?" For some reason, when he mentioned wolves, he remembered the two ferocious wild wolves he met on the mountain when he was collecting honey.

When he thought of what Wang Ahsan had done, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and said sneeringly, "Even the beasts know that this man's heart is black, and his whole body smells so bad, eating him might even stain his own mouth with disgust!"

Although Tang Qing only knew a little bit about the entanglement between Wang Asan and Qiao Mian, he had long heard that Wang Asan was not a good person, and that he was hypocritical and shameless in his daily life and used his mouth to deceive the honest people in the village.

He also laughed and said, "This is what the wicked have their own harvest!"

Tang Qing and Qiao Mian talked for a while and then hurried home, saying that his father's old illness had relapsed and he wanted to go back to make medicine and come to play with him when he was free.

Qiao Mian made a simple breakfast, fed the rice dumplings, and went to the town with the rice dumplings in her arms, planning to buy some food and make some preliminary preparations for the next product.

The gloomy sky cleared up completely, the sun was shining brightly, the summer breeze blows away the moisture after the heavy rain, the number of people on the street gradually increased, and the street vendors shouted harder.

I saw a small stall buying windmills, which were made of tie-dyed colorful paper. The vendors didn’t need to hawk at all. As long as the breeze blows, the dozen or so windmills would turn around. Children in a bun, jumping up and down, pestering their parents for a windmill.

Zong Zongyuan followed the windmill with his eyes straight, and he didn't do much at first, until he watched the vendor smilingly take the windmill from the straw target to the children, and then he looked at Qiao Mian pitifully, "Bao'er wants , Bao'er wants to..."

Qiao Mian wanted to buy Zong Zong a long time ago, and hugged him in front of the straw target, "Which one does Zong Zong like?"

The vendor hurriedly smiled and said, "You can choose whichever you like! One penny."

Qiao Mian nodded and said yes, then glanced at the busy street vendor, and saw that the cash box, which was empty just now, was now covered with a layer of copper plates, and he made a lot of money in such a short time, so the old saying is true , children's money is best earned!

This is the case in any world.

Zong Zong was not at all entangled, Xiaopang touched the green and yellow windmill as soon as he reached it. "Then one!"

After the vendor collected another share of the money, he hurried over to entertain Qiao Mian, and neatly took off the windmill and handed it to Zongzong, "This boy has a really good eye, and the windmill of this color is the best one to sell as much as possible." One!"

There is no parent who doesn't like to hear others praise their children, and Qiao Mian is the same. Seeing Zongzong playing with the windmill to his heart's content, he paid the money happily.

He didn't leave after buying. Seeing that the windmill vendor was not busy, he asked, "You set up a stall here, but is there any local ruffian coming to charge you?"

Qiao Mian asked about fees rather than taxes. That is because after the current emperor ascended the throne, he changed the previous policy of "suppressing businessmen, degrading businessmen and lowly businessmen". Restaurants, silver shops, jade shops, etc. have cut a lot of taxes. For mobile vendors and street vendors, the government is not allowed to collect taxes. Violators will be held accountable! [1] And this is an unprecedented encounter for the country people, so that they no longer beg for land, but beg for "God to reward food".

As a result, the number of merchants from all walks of life across the country has increased sharply, and there is a feeling of "360 lines, every line produces silver".And their Shun'an Town, as one of the eighteen towns in Rongcheng, can be ranked among the top five in terms of prosperity.

At the beginning, the government was very strict, but later some hooligans turned out to be top-notch, colluded with some unscrupulous policemen secretly, and asked them for "protection money" from these itinerant peddlers.

As soon as he talked about this and that, the small vendor's mouth became bitter, he shook the box in his hand, and sighed, "Don't think I have some money in my hand now, I will be thankful for half of it in the evening."

Qiao Mian frowned, "They charge so much?"

The peddler looked around and said in a low voice to Qiao Mian, "That's not true. One of those local ruffians is the younger brother of our county grandfather's concubine. Many vendors on our street have been blackmailed by them!"

Qiao Mian also sighed, and said, "Didn't you say that our county magistrate is upright and upright, and treats the people like his son? Why did he allow this to happen?"

The vendor shook his head, "The magistrate is a good gentleman, but our Shun'an town is so big, if he sits in the courtroom, if others don't want him to know, how can he know about us ordinary people?"

Qiao Mian nodded, accepting what the vendor said.

After inquiring like this, he was more or less prepared. He didn't have enough money now. It would be impossible to buy a shop. In the end, he had to go to the market and night market to set up a stall.

Suppressing his worries, he took the child to the food store again. Since ancient times, the price of rice and noodles has been related to the country's prosperity and stability. In recent years, the weather has been good and the country has no serious disasters. The shell drying process is cumbersome, and the price is as ridiculously expensive as ever, 220 ren for a rice bucket!

The rice he ate at home was old rice that had been saved year after year. If it weren't for the fact that he had no money and no noodles, Qiao Mian would really be reluctant to eat that little rice.

After buying some noodles, I thought about the things in the space, hesitated a few times, and bought a bucket of rice.

A bucket of rice and ten catties should be enough to exchange for some rare things.

After buying rice noodles, he went to the market to buy some meat and fish. Looking at the frisky chickens in the cages on the street, he still didn't buy them after much deliberation. He still wanted to keep a low profile so as not to reveal his wealth.

So I bought some pastries before going home.

And when Qiao Mian leisurely returned home with the baby in his arms after shopping, the war between Yuqiao Restaurant and Liangfengpu on the other side had already begun.

As usual, Chen Shanniang got up early and went to the shop in the front yard to see the business. She never expected to hear a festive suona sound coming from the opposite side as soon as she entered the shop.

Chen Shanniang straightened her veil, called the guy beside her, and said impatiently, "What kind of monster is the other side doing? Is someone dead? It's so annoying early in the morning."

Before the clerk could speak, he was held back by the shopkeeper, "Ma'am, something is wrong!"

Chen Shanniang turned to look at the panting shopkeeper, "What's the panic, what's the fuss over there?"

The shopkeeper wiped his sweat, "Well, it's not the people at Yuqiao Four playing suona, but a blind beggar who can play musical instruments under Min'an Bridge, he, he led a group of beggars to say that he was grateful for Yuqiao. Thanks to Qiaosi’s relief, they have no money, so they can only run errands and sweep the floor for Yuqiaosi.”

Chen Shanniang frowned, "Yuqiao Temple rescued those stinky beggars? What's going on!"

The shopkeeper was also at a loss, "This, this, I don't understand this..."

Chen Shanniang scolded, "Trash!" As she spoke, she twisted her waist and walked out of the room.

Then I saw a group of tattered beggars surrounding the Yuqiao Temple, and some guests and passers-by watching the excitement outside.

Chen Shanniang pulled a passerby and asked, "What happened to Yuqiao Temple?"

The man seemed to have finally found someone to gossip about, and he talked endlessly, "Master Shen from Yuqiao Si is really a good person! I heard that their family has developed a batch of precious ointment to repel mosquitoes and relieve itching. I planned to sell it in the next few days, but it didn't rain a few days ago, and the mosquitoes increased again. When Master Shen was giving out porridge at Min'an Bridge, he saw that the group of beggars were bitten by poisonous mosquitoes because they were sleeping on the street. It's so pitiful, so I gave the ointment to be sold to those beggars because of my compassion! This is good, the medicine has been used up by the beggars, and Master Shen's anger is sick, alas, this is really..."

Chen Shanniang's face changed slightly.

The man continued, "Guess what happened in the end? This ointment is really miraculous. Each of the beggars applied some of it. After one night, most of the mosquito bumps on their bodies disappeared, and the itching was gone! It is said that even Dr. Lin from Zhonghetang said It's good medicine!"

After this man finished speaking to Chen Shanniang, he didn't care whether she understood or not, and went to another place to repeat the same words with others.

Others can't see it, but Chen Shanniang can see it clearly, this person, this person is a procrastinator!

She squeezed through the crowd and walked to the gate of Yuqiao Si, and saw that group of old beggars and a group of young beggars still there thanking Young Master Shen.

The woman holding the child next to her was about to move, and she raised her voice, "Master Shen, your ointment is so miraculous, how much money does it cost!"

Young Master Shen smiled bitterly and said, "To tell you the truth, you all know that my Shen family's business is not doing well recently. I wanted to spare some mosquito repellent ointment to save the business, but I saw that the suffering people in Min'an Bridge were suffering from mosquitoes. The pain of the bites is really unbearable, so I used most of the ointment that I didn’t have much, and I don’t have much left in my hand. So, if any of you have a child bitten by a mosquito or an elderly person, you can come to the king Shopkeeper here, we will give you ointment for free!"

These people have been around for a long time. When they saw that the beggars sleeping on the street didn't have mosquito bags on them, most of them believed it, and it was free. Who wouldn't want to take advantage?

Relying on her own fatness, the woman squeezed in front of shopkeeper Wang, "Come here, use it for my child. This child can't fall asleep even after being bitten by mosquitoes!"

Shopkeeper Wang took some ointment and applied it on the child's arm.

As soon as everyone saw the dark green ointment, they were attracted to it. Its texture was like cream, and they could smell a light medicinal fragrance from far away.

The rest of the people rushed to have a try regardless of whether they brought their children or not.

It was also at this time that Chen Shanniang saw that "dragging" and said again, "Oh, Mr. Shen is kind, we can't be heartless, the head of Shen is mad because of this, how dare we use other people's ointment for nothing? Those beggars who take advantage of it know how to help run errands and clean up, so we have to go to Yuqiao Temple to cheer for Young Master Shen!" The hidden meaning is, don't just laugh at beggars for being dirty and poor, if you If you don't say it, you're not as good as a beggar!

After some people tried the ointment, they felt a burst of coolness, and the piercing scratches and pain were really relieved a lot. Reasonable people thought about it and said, "That's true!" .

"Wait a minute!" Chen Shanniang suddenly sternly said, "Master Shen, I have something to ask you! You said that this ointment is miraculously effective, but where did you get this ointment? Are you going to sell something of unknown origin? And Why do I feel that using it for beggars is a bit like testing medicine with them!"

Young Master Shen looked at her frankly, "I got this ointment from a husband in Yaoshui Village, and our whole family used it no less than three times before deciding to sell it. The efficacy of the ointment is worthy of the word miraculous. Dr. Lin from Hetang also personally inspected this medicine, and left the words "this is a good medicine" before leaving!" Then he raised his hand, "I, Shen, swear here, if what I said today is true, then the day will come." Strike by lightning, you will die!"

"Oh, Mrs. Chen, why are you so aggressive!"

"Master Shen, Master Shen, you can't swear casually!"

Young Master Shen said coldly, "As for what you said about using beggars to test medicine!" His eyes were slightly red, and he was really angry, and he said sharply, "My Shen family was born in Shun'an Town, and I serve porridge in winter and tea in summer every year. It has been uninterrupted for more than 20 years, and everyone can see it. You, a Chen family in Liuzhen who have only been in Shun'an Town for a few years, have no right to question our Shen family! Your Chen family is so "benevolent and righteous", has it ever helped the poor? Give alms to those who have crossed the Min'an Bridge!"

That "drag" shouted in the crowd again, "Yes, except for the more expensive things in Yuqiaosi, there is absolutely no problem with character!"

Chen Shanniang was blocked and couldn't speak a word.

The people of Shun'an Town are a bit "xenophobic" because they are a wealthy place near Rongcheng, but today I remembered that Chen Shanniang, a foreigner, came to their Shun'an Town to make money. Not only did she never give money to the poor, but she also suppressed herself everywhere. People in my hometown looked down on Liangfengpu in this impulsive moment.

Seeing that the Yuqiao Plaza had returned to its former bustle, Chen Shanniang cast a vicious glance at the miserably young master Shen, turned around and left in resentment.

And that Young Master Shen walked quickly towards the inner courtyard, and shopkeeper Wang quickly followed.

Shopkeeper Wang couldn't help but said, "Our ointment will eventually be sold out one day, and we paid a lot of money for it today, what will happen to our goods then? Although the people in Shun'an Town are quite xenophobic at this moment , but after a few days, the price of Liangfeng Shop will be lowered, so they should go back!"

Young Master Shen shook his head and laughed, "Qiao Fulang said, our purpose is not to sell medicine."

"No, not selling medicine?"

"Qiao Fulang said that this mosquito repellent ointment is only used to re-attract the customer flow, and we still rely on the old brand "Yuqiao Restaurant" to retain customers."

Shopkeeper Wang hesitated, "This..."

Young Master Shen took a deep breath, "When the ointment is finished, close the shop and open tomorrow!"

Shopkeeper Wang's eyes widened, "This, this is what Qiao Fulang said!"

Young Master Shen smiled and patted Shopkeeper Wang on the shoulder, "The best is yet to come!"

On the second day, some beggars were singing in the streets and alleys.

"Cool Breeze Shop, sell fakes, Cool Breeze Shop, learn from others."

"Cool Breeze Shop, four different images, Cool Breeze Shop, gold hunters."

If these words were said in the past, others would definitely think that Yuqiao was deliberately retaliating, but after yesterday's incident, Liangfengpu's goodwill was defeated to a small extent, and the reason why it is spread now is because the little beggars took the initiative to help Their Yuqiao Temple fights against injustice, and their children want to repay their favor, what can his Yuqiao Temple do?

Then accept it with peace of mind.

Chen Shan smashed several vases angrily, and sent people to catch these little beggars, but these children were like a loach and couldn't be caught at all.

This incident is getting bigger and bigger. People in the town generally don't go into Liangfeng shop. Once you go in, some people will say that you are "buying fake products". What are you trying to do?Picture her fakes are of good quality?How can it be?Or is it that all the things in her house are high imitations?When the time comes to use it on the body, others will know it is produced by Liangfengpu at a glance, what a loss!

That is to say, country people who are behind in the news still go to Liangfeng shop to buy things, after all, it is not cheap.

And those Shun'an townspeople who claim to be superior to others even refuse to enter Liangfeng Shop. See, only the poor go to Liangfeng Shop, and we rich people go to Yuqiao Shop!

And those who have tried the ointment finally realized the magic of this "ointment". After using it, it really relieves itching and pain relief overnight!The big bag is also eliminated a lot!

As soon as Yuqiao [-] opened in the morning, more than half of the people wanted to buy ointment.

Shopkeeper Wang said straight to the point, "Our ointment is indeed one of the best medicines in a hundred. You also know that although the price of our Yuqiao shop is expensive, we only sell genuine products!"

The clerk at the side opened the drawer, and saw rows of exquisite small wooden boxes with exquisite patterns engraved on them, and the surfaces of the boxes were shiny.

"How much is a box?"

Shopkeeper Wang said, "Fifty Wen a box! Only ten boxes are sold every day!"

Now that Liangfeng Shop has completely given the name of "imitation product", Yuqiao Shop is not afraid that all the customers will run away.

At first, people were still shaken when they heard about fifty words, but when they heard that only ten boxes were sold a day, they rushed to buy the next box.

People who have never used the ointment don't know why these people are so crazy, but only those who have used them really know that this ointment really deserves the word "magic"!

The author has something to say:

【1】Similar to the economic policy of the Ming Dynasty, it roughly follows the economic policy of the Ming Dynasty.

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