Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

An Xiaolan was so frightened that she trembled all over, and kept comforting herself.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't do bad things at ordinary times, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."

dong dong...

Caught off guard by the knock on the door, An Xiaolan's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

If it's really a bull's head and horse face, there should be no need to knock on the door, right?

An Xiaolan patted her heart, trying to stay calm, and when she walked to the gate, she picked up a wooden stick in her hand and used it as a tool for protection.

"Who is outside?"

"I, Yang Jing."

Hearing the familiar voice of the visitor, An Xiaolan's heart dropped instantly.

Sometimes people are scary, really scary to death.

"It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Through the gate, An Xiaolan rushed outside and asked in a low voice.

"I went up the mountain today and picked some herbs for Xiaofeng."

It's not too early at the top of the moon, and she knows whether Yang Jing really just went up the mountain to pick it up.

"Thank you Yang Jing, you should go back at this late hour."

"Well, I'll leave the things at the door, and you can take them yourself."

Yang Jing understood her actions. After that incident, he also knew that it was necessary to avoid suspicion in a timely manner, especially girls should take their own reputation into consideration.

Who made him notorious?

A faint smile flashed across Yang Jing's eyes, and he looked up into the sky, the moon seemed extraordinarily bright tonight.

"Okay, you...be careful."

An Xiaolan turned her face to listen to the noise outside the door. From the moment he put down the herbs in his hand, she was in a tangle.

After all, Yang Jing has helped her a lot, and he is considered to be most of her benefactors. Isn't it too unreasonable for her to be so guarded against him...

"I know, I'll go first."

creak-

Just as Yang Jing turned around and walked a few steps, there was a knock on the door behind him, he paused, and continued walking.

"Yang Jing, you don't have to make a special trip in the future."

An Xiaolan stopped him and said softly to him.

"Are you afraid of being seen?"

"No, don't get me wrong, Xiaofeng's injury is almost healed, and the herbal medicine at home plus yours this time, add up to more."

"Well, I see."

Yang Jing nodded with his back turned to him, and continued walking forward.

"that……"

"Do you have anything else?"

An Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, but still stopped Yang Jing.

"If you can use me for anything, just tell me."

She is only hesitant when she asks for something.

"It's like this. Tomorrow I want to go to the town and try setting up a stall."

An Xiaolan's words touched the string in Yang Jing's heart, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"You want to set up a stall?"

"Is it not working?"

Yang Jing turned around and asked with some uncertainty.

After his question, An Xiaolan's heart was pounding. Whether it was in her previous life or this life, she had never been in business before. What she saw and heard in the fruit shop these days can be said to be current knowledge. She is selling it now, she just wants to practice her courage and see if she has the ability to contact the firm.

"That's not true. It's just that tomorrow is not the day for going to the market. It was just yesterday. Are you sure you want to pick tomorrow?"

The 22nd, 26th, 29th, [-]th, [-]th, [-]th and the [-]nd, [-]th, and [-]th of the end of each month are the dates for going to the market. Villagers from all villages will go to the town to buy things on that day. , that scene can be said to be full of traffic and crowds.

Yesterday's number two just passed, so if you want to set up a stall, you should get number six.

"I'm also quite unsure, so I'll practice my guts first, and the things I sell are relatively unpopular, otherwise let's try it together, how about it?"

"Unpopular? What are you going to sell?"

Yang Jing took a few steps forward, looked at her by the moonlight, and found that her expression was very serious, it didn't look like she was joking at all.

He couldn't count the admiration in his heart. Originally, he was working in the grocery store in Changji for the purpose of doing business. He didn't expect that she also had this intention. It was really surprising to say that.

"I want to sell big thistle, which is the herbal medicine Xiaofeng uses."

When An Xiaolan opened her mouth, Yang Jing was suddenly surprised.

"You actually thought of selling this?"

"What's the matter? Don't you think it's not good? I also feel a little worried, but this herbal medicine is a good thing. If it can be sold, it can save money for many poor people."

Seeing his surprised look, An Xiaolan's already hesitant heart lost hope.

"No, I didn't expect you to want to sell herbal medicine. To be honest, I didn't even think about it when I came into contact with these things often. It seems that you are smarter than I thought."

There was no lack of praise for her in Yang Jing's tone, and his eyes flashed with excitement when he looked at her.

"Oh, then, what do you say, do you want to go together?"

An Xiaolan felt a little embarrassed by his praise.

"Okay, tomorrow is the weekend, I'll wait for you across the river first."

Yang Jing quickly agreed and told her the agreed time and place.

"Okay, then I'll bring the herbs from home to you tomorrow. If you can't sell them, you can't blame me for holding you back."

An Xiaolan said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Am I like this kind of person? Well, let's not talk about it, you go to bed early, and I'll go first."

Yang Jing felt a sense of anticipation that he had never had before, maybe setting up a stall with her would bring unexpected gains.

An Xiaolan watched him leave with a faint smile on her face.

The next day, An Xiaolan ordered An Zhengming to take care of An Xiaofeng at home after taking care of the servants' bed at home, and walked out of the house by herself carrying a bamboo basket with big thistles on her back.

"Second sister, can the herbal medicine brought by my sister really sell for money?"

In front of An Zhengming was the homework book, which was the weekend homework assigned to him by the teacher, and An Xiaolan had arranged some materials that needed to be reviewed.

"I don't know, my sister said that these are things for curing diseases and saving lives, so they should be sold for money, right?"

An Xiaofeng sat opposite the wooden table, biting her fingers and looking at the closed door.

"Sister is amazing. She knows how to do business and sell things to make money." An Zhengming said admiringly, and he absolutely supported An Xiaolan wholeheartedly.