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

Tang Qing yelled several times at the gate of Qiao's small courtyard but did not hear any movement from the house.

He couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and the knock on the door became louder, "Qiao Mian! Are you up yet? I'm Tang Qing."

As soon as the words fell, the dilapidated wooden door shook, and the next second the two wooden doors creaked, and then they swayed open.

Tang Qing stepped over the threshold, looked around the courtyard and did not see Qiao Mian, and after walking a few steps, he saw a white tiger cub with snow-white fur and red eyes squatting in front of him.

He was puzzled and surprised, wait, the white tiger cub opened the door, right?What about Qiao Mian?

Tang Qing's heart trembled, and he walked towards the bedroom and shouted, "Qiao Mian? Qiao Mian! What's wrong with you?"

The cub, which was lazily drooping its eyes at the beginning, suddenly rushed to the bedroom door to block Tang Qing's way. It paced left and right impatiently, and lashed its tail heavily.

Tang Qing was so scared that he took a few steps back. Although this was a young tiger cub, he had also heard about the ferocious deeds of this white tiger. Not only could it bite off the hand of a big man, but it could even beat a wolf!

But he was really worried about the safety of Qiao Mian and Zong Zong. As soon as he took a step forward, he saw the white tiger arched its body, its pupils seemed to see blood, and bared its teeth fiercely and growled.

Tang Qing's face turned pale with fright, and he didn't dare to approach the house anymore, so he could only shout with a trembling voice, "Qiao Mian! Qiao Mian!"

It took a while before I heard rustling sounds from the room. As soon as the door opened, a crooked, fat doll came out and threw herself on Tang Qing's lap, "Tang Shu!"

Tang Qing shook the baby in her arms, glanced at Qiao Mian who came out slowly, and breathed a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death. I yelled outside the door for a long time but I didn't see you open the door. I thought what happened to you and the child?" It’s over.” He glanced at the white tiger that had been rubbing against Qiao Mian’s feet since he came out, and complained in a low voice, “I wanted to come in to find you just now, but this tiger cub wouldn’t let me in. You still want to bite me! It's so fierce!"

Qiao Mian laughed when he heard this, and wanted to hug the white tiger under his feet, but there were bursts of numbness in the unspeakable place where he bent down.

The more Qiao Mian thought about it, the hotter her face became, and she lamented in shame while holding the fluffy tiger cub in her heart.

"I obviously had a dream, why do my waist and that area feel uncomfortable when I wake up in the morning?"

"Could it be that the dream was so disturbing that I actually did it myself? This, this is too debauched."

And Tang Qing watched Qiao Mian's face suddenly blushing, and when he measured it carefully, he found that this person's face had changed a lot.

In the past, Qiao Mian's pretty and handsome face was always haunted by morbid paleness, but now her cheeks are as rosy as peaches, her eyes are affectionate, her lips are plump, and the tails of her light pink eyes are slightly raised with a hint of lust and lingering charm, which is different from usual. The clear and cold appearance is very different.

And just as Qiao Mian bent down, he glanced casually, and saw a series of red marks on the back of that fair neck!

Although he was innocent but not a three-year-old child, he was absolutely sure that the red mark could not have been bitten by a mosquito or scratched by himself, but it looked like someone else was pecking and kissing vigorously.

Tang Qing suppressed the shock in his heart, pretended to be calm, and carried Zong Zong and Qiao Mian side by side to the yard. Suddenly, he found that Qiao Mian's walking posture seemed a little awkward, and he shook his lips uncontrollably, "Joe Mian, you, are you uncomfortable? Why are you getting up so late today?"

Qiao Mian's heart can't help beating when he hears the words "I don't feel comfortable getting up late". In the dream full of spring fragrance last night, there were peach blossoms, mountain streams, and bumps and swaying boat.

The boat and the water didn't rest all night, and when the rooster crowed, I realized that I had drifted over thousands of mountains.

And the misty mountains shackled the boat domineeringly, and he couldn't even turn over. When he woke up this morning, he was still sleeping on his side.

This dream was too real and too bold and indulgent, which caused him to miss the time of getting up, and even his bones had "sequelae".

Tang Qing watched Qiao Mian's face turn red again, feeling a lot in his heart, he really didn't expect Qiao Mian to have a girlfriend!

But since it was a friend's choice, of course he would support it. After all, Qiao Mian could not be a widow for Lie Shan for the rest of his life.But I couldn't help worrying, was that man from the village or the town?Could it be because Qiao Mian will make money, so he deceived Qiao Mian's feelings?Can that man treat Zong Zong as his own?

Thinking of this, he sighed sadly again.

Qiao Mian heard Tang Qing sigh, thinking that Tang Qing was worried about his health, so she hurriedly said, "I'm not uncomfortable." Then he touched the head of the white tiger in his arms in embarrassment, "I just had a dream last night, too ,too tired."

Tang Qing silently made a note of this good friend in his heart. This man doesn't seem to be a good man. He knew that Qiao Mian would get up early the next day and go to the town to set up a stall, but he tossed him all night!This is too beastly!No, his father said that a man who doesn't know how to love others is worse than a beast!

And at this moment, the white tiger in Qiao Mian's arms suddenly gave a nip in response to the occasion. It sucked the black nose, rubbed it against Qiao Mian's arms, and licked the back of his hand with its little red tongue in a flattering manner.

After that day, Tang Qing would always ask Qiao Mian about his relationship with insinuations, but seeing Qiao Mian's bewildered face and returning to his usual calm and indifferent expression, he wondered, and wondered if he had guessed wrong?

A few days later, Tang Qing had to put this matter behind him because something happened to their small stall.

After the beginning of autumn, the prestige of the autumn tiger was still there, and there seemed to be a heat wave in the air, scorching people's faces sorely. They were afraid that the food they had prepared would spoil, so they set off for the town a little earlier.When pushing the cart to the stall, they both heaved a sigh of relief when they didn't see the chattering windmill vendor.

After a while, the sun is getting bigger and bigger, but there is no one in front of the busy and lively stalls.

Tang Qing looked at the roasted cloud milk sticks, and was very anxious, "What's the matter? Where have everyone gone! Where are the people who asked for mushroom rabbit meatloaf from several stores yesterday!"

Qiao Mian was more anxious than Tang Qing when he saw that the cooked food was baked sticky, he frowned and said, "Wait a little longer."

Unexpectedly, there was a sigh behind the two of them, "Don't wait!"

When they heard the sound and turned their heads, Tang Qingjiao raised her eyebrows, "It's you again? What do you mean? What do you mean don't wait?"

The person who came was Song Boze, who was wearing white shorts. He glanced at the two sweaty faces, and then at Tang Qing, who looked like a cub like a fried fur civet cat. His tone was unconsciously lightened, "I saw a family selling to you in the south of the street. It looks like a couple are buying and selling a paving shop that is the same as yours and much cheaper than yours."

Both of them had a meal, Tang Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Here we go again! Why did you learn from that Liangfeng shop!"

Qiao Mian drooped her long eyelashes stained with sweat, and looked at Song Boze, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for reminding me, I'll go and have a look."

These days, no matter how hot or hot the weather is, Mr. Song would come to their shop every day to wander around, sometimes buying platters and sometimes milk sticks, and they got to know each other a lot.However, Qiao Mian could tell that Mr. Song was frank and frank when he talked to him, but when he peeked at Tang Qing, his eyes were very affectionate, and only Tang Qing, a little fool, kept bickering with others after knowing it.

Tang Qing thumped the table, "I'm going too!"

"You guard the stall!" Qiao Mian patted Tang Qing's tense shoulders, "What if there are guests? We have already lost a lot today, so we can make some money."

Tang Qing bit his lip and hummed muffledly.

As soon as Qiao Mian left, Song Boze saw this, stepped forward to Tang Qing's side, and took out his purse thinking he was very chic, "I'll buy the rest."

Tang Qing glanced at him impatiently, "It's all broken, why did you buy it back? Did the wind blow your money?"

Even though Song Boze was choked, he still thought Tang Qing was cute, and said embarrassingly, "Then, didn't you lose a lot today?"

Tang Qing crossed his arms and took a good look at him, "Even if you lose money, you can't sell bad food from customers? What do you think?" Then he poked Feng Xu with his finger and pointed at him, "For a person like you, if you do business, it's probably a failure Profiteer!"

Song Boze "..."

And when Qiao Mian came to the south of the street Mr. Song mentioned, he saw an old acquaintance standing behind the stall that was exactly the same as theirs in the layout, shape and style of the plates, and even the food.

It was the windmill vendor!

Qiao Mian glanced at a line of ink on the wooden board, "Assortment of snacks is five cents, meat platter is ten cents, hawthorn candy is one penny and two, fairy milk sticks are four cents a package."

Good guy, cut them all in half!It seems that he is really the apprentice of Liangfengpu!

Qiao Mian would not be too surprised that they imitated things like meatballs and hawthorn candies, after all, there are countless people who are good cooks in this world.But what made Qiao Mian curious was the cloud milk bar, which he bought from Space Supermarket, and I am afraid that he is the only one in this world, so how did they manage to imitate it exactly the same?

Qiao Mian took a few steps closer to take a look, and saw a white-skinned and thin woman standing next to the windmill vendor. She said loudly, "Come on, the goods in our shop are no worse than others', and the price is also cheap! Children eat Why are things so expensive? We don't want to make such unscrupulous money!"

Qiao Mian's fists hardened when she heard this, and then she heard a woman holding a child and others smugly saying, "Huh? The taste of milk sticks in this shop is the same as that of the unscrupulous street vendor at the end of the street. I thought we would go along with it." His family is the only one in Anzhen, I didn't expect that there are cheaper ones here, and I will never go to that one again!"

The taste is exactly the same?

This is absolutely impossible!

He was very certain in his heart that unless the windmill vendor also had space in his hands, otherwise this thing would never appear in another person's hands.

Qiao Mian didn't squeeze in any more and withdrew from the crowd, then called a husband who was carrying a child to leave, and said kindly, "Can I exchange a penny for you to try a milk stick?"

That Fulang took a good look at Qiao Mian with the eyes of a fool, he took out a milk stick from the child, took the penny and left.

Qiao Mian looked at the milk bar lying in her hand, her expression gradually became serious.

In the next second, he crushed the bar of milk into slag and strode towards his own paving.

When Tang Qing saw Qiao Mian running back, he thought something had happened, and hurried up to meet him, "What's the matter? Why did you run in such a hurry?"

Qiao Mian took a light breath and said, "I remember you told me that someone bought a lot of milk sticks at once, right?"

Tang Qing scratched his head, "That's the case, what's the matter?"

Qiao Mian pursed her lips tightly, and said, "Like us, that vendor sells windmills. The milk sticks in their shop are exactly the same as ours except for the price!"

Tang Qing was stunned for a while before he could react, Song Boze took over the conversation, "You mean that the milk sticks sold by the windmill vendor were bought from you? The price is different?"

Qiao Mian nodded, "Everything they have is half as low as ours."

Tang Qingqi's eyes were red, and he murmured, "The windmill seller can't wait for a penny to break into flowers, so why would he buy at a high price and sell at a low price?"

Qiao Mian continued, "Imitating other food and selling it at a low price may make some money, but buying high and selling it low is a bit like not giving us a chance to survive!"

Song Boze wondered, "Did you offend anyone?"

After Qiao Mian and Tang Qing looked at each other, they said in unison, "Cool Breeze Shop!"

But Qiao Mian didn't know if it was Chen Shanniang who was behind the scenes, but Qiao Mian didn't know, all they knew was that all the food they made during the day had a sour taste and they didn't sell any of it.

Qiao Mian sighed, and said to the anxious Tang Qing, "Let's go home."

Tang Qing opened his mouth, and reluctantly said hello.

Qiao Mian returned home exhausted and sweaty.

At this time, Zongzong was still sleeping at Mrs. Li's house, so he didn't go to pick up the child. There was a lazy white tiger cub lying in the yard.

When it saw Qiao Mian coming back, it didn't dislike Qiao Mian's dirty body, and even frantically pulled Qiao Mian's sleeves to hug her.

Qiao Mian picked up the white tiger and collapsed on the bamboo chair, patting the tiger and saying, "Hey, I knew that someone would learn from us after a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, let alone that they would use such a despicable method. !"

Bai Hu rubbed his head against Qiao Mian's palm, and his red pupils sank.

If I can regain my human form for a long time, how can I ask my husband to go out to support his family?

The longer we get along, the more Qiao Mian can understand Baihu's every move. He tugged at Baihu's ear, "Are you worried about me? Don't worry." He looked coldly at one place, and suddenly smiled, "Since they want to sell, let them Let them sell it, the last thing we need is new gadgets."

As early as when it lived at home, he knew that Fu Lang seemed to have a secret.

Fu Lang will disappear out of thin air, and after disappearing, some strange things will be produced.

Qiao Mian suddenly had an idea.

He carried the white tiger back to the bedroom, took out the money bag from the space and poured it all on the bed.

But in Baihu's eyes, Fulang grabbed it out of thin air, and a money bag appeared.

Could it be that Husband is also a demon?

Qiao Mian didn't see the doubt in Bai Hu's eyes, but began to count penny by penny.

In the two months since the stall was set up, apart from the two trips to Zhonghetang to buy medicinal materials, Carpenter Chen ordered 30 more plates, and bought some noodles and seasonings, leaving a total of [-] taels of silver.

Not much but not too little.

After all, a guy's monthly salary is only two renminbi.

It's no wonder that some people imitate them. Who wouldn't be greedy for making so much money?

He planned to stop doing platters, but if the windmill seller dared to play tricks behind his back, wouldn't it be too disrespectful for him not to fight back?

Qiao Mian put the money bag back into the space, and hugged the white tiger under her feet, "Go, let's take a bath!"

When Baihu heard it, his fluffy ears turned into airplane ears.

Qiao Mian changed her clothes and went to the Li Chang's house.

Since he sent ten boxes of mosquito repellent ointment to the Li Chang's family last time and took gifts, the family is as kind as if they saw him being "taken advantage of" every time they saw him.

Qiao Mian exchanged pleasantries with the village chief's daughter-in-law, and then entered the main room.

The chief sat on the main seat, and when he heard about Qiao Mian's visit, he raised his drooping eyelids, "You mean you want to give the milk bar to the villagers?"

Qiao Mian said, "Yes, after all, they are all from Yaoshui Village. If you want to make a fortune, let's make it together."

The Li Chang's slack mouth showed a smile, and the look in Qiao Mian's eyes became less condescending than before, "I'm sure I'm not mistaken, Qiao Fulang, you really have a heart, what about your money?"

Qiao Mian said, "I buy a oil-paper package for six fen in the town, and it will be four fen cheaper for the people in our village."

Li Chang raised his eyebrows and was shocked to hear Qiao Mian say this number. Just as he was about to agree, Qiao Mian said again, "But I have a request."

"What is the request?"

Qiao Mian said, "People in the village can hawk along the street, or go to a stall to buy and sell, but the price should not be too high."

The head of the village nodded, "I know, if there are too many of these things, they will be sold at a high price."

Qiao Mian was satisfied, "That's exactly the reason."

To be honest, he didn’t lose money even if he gave this milk stick to the villagers for free. When the goods were exchanged, only a small piece of seaweed was exchanged for hundreds of bags of puff sticks. sell away.

Right now his stall is in a downturn, and he can't carry loads of goods to sell along the street, so this method is the most suitable. First, it can improve the vigor of the windmill seller and the people behind him, and second, he can press his hands All the goods were dumped out.

When the weather was cool in the evening, the head of the village sent someone to call several families in the village to discuss matters.

When they knew that Qiao Mian was going to sell them the expensive and delicious milk sticks sold in the town at a low price, they were all happy and quickly thought about whether they had offended him.

When some elderly women came to register with Qiao Mian how much they wanted, they went up and grabbed Qiao Mian's hand to make a kind look.

Brother Nan, who had a sour face with Qiao Mian and Tang Qing, looked like he wanted to get close but didn't dare to get close. Qiao Mian glanced at him and smiled generously, "How much do you want? It's better to pay at one time or wait for it." Pay after the money?"

Brother Nan stumbled, pointing at himself in disbelief, "I, can I buy from you too?"

Qiao Mian said, "As long as they are from Yaoshui Village."

Brother Nan stuttered twice, and hurriedly reported his name and the quantity of goods he wanted.

From the early morning of this day, people in the streets and alleys of Shun'an Town were carrying poles and selling cloud milk sticks. As more and more people bought goods in the town, Brother Nan followed a few fast-legged men to carry poles. Went to the next door town.

It was the first time that the people in the town saw such a sweet and sweet thing, and the price was so cheap when they asked, so the adults just bought a bag and went home.

And some children also walked around the vendors, and with the two pennies they had saved, they could buy a pack of snacks they had never seen before, not to mention how excited they were.

So the things in the baskets of these people from Yaoshui Village were looted in an instant before the afternoon.

Brother Nan was so happy that he could finally save his own dowry!Looking at the heavy purse, he felt that what he had done back then was too much. When he was thinking about closing the stall, he ran to the stall next door and bought a small rattle and put it in his basket.

And the couple who sold the windmill had blisters on their worried lips.

The dwarf woman looked at the deserted stall and said angrily, "That Joe man is really too much, he even sold this milk stick for two pennies! We have so much stockpiled, even though the man paid half of the money, we will pay half." , but in the end it’s still a loss!”

They hoarded too much and couldn't sell it all at once, and the weather was hot and rainy from time to time, and all the things would be damp within a day!Even if you give it away for nothing, you won’t want it anymore!Moreover, they imitated Qiao Mian to make meatballs, and they were reluctant to put meat, let alone oil, and they lost everything!

The face of the windmill seller darkened, "Don't worry, the shopkeeper Chen also said that he has a backhand."

The dwarf woman looked curious, "What's behind!"

The windmill seller pursed his lips, sneered, and remained silent.