Xia Qianqian suddenly understood and waved to say hello: "Guardian Geng, Guard Xiao, if you want something to eat, come to my yard. I made a lot, you can eat as much as you want."

Geng Zhong and Xiao Yong were happy, but Ji Zimo's face was about to collapse.

How?

Can't he go to her yard to eat?

If you can’t eat as much as you want, does it count?

Geng Zhong and Xiao Yong ran over happily. They had breakfast in the yard and then helped move the things from the stall out.

As soon as the gate opened, Uncle Wang was already waiting with his bullock cart.

Xia Qianqian looked surprised and stepped forward, "Uncle Wang, you just came out, you should take a rest."

"I'm in very good health. I'm just resting at home. I might as well help you pull your things over."

Just as Xia Qianqian was about to refuse, Geng Zhong drove the Qingzheng carriage over and shouted: "Miss Xia, you can put things in the back of the carriage."

Treat others softly and eat them softly.

From now on, Geng Zhong and Xiao Yong will follow their master and start the unlimited meal mode in the Xia family, so they will naturally become more and more friendly to her.

"This..." Uncle Wang was stunned and looked a little lonely.

How could he forget?

Mr. Mo lives next door to the Xia family. Mr. Mo has a carriage. From now on, the Xia family's girl may not need his ox-cart.

"Then..." I'll reply first.

Uncle Wang couldn't say the rest.

After all, during this period of time, working with the Xia girl, although a little tiring, he received real benefits.

I earned copper coins, learned crafts, and gained a lot of knowledge.

From now on, he will have to go back to his old life.

Being needed is a kind of recognition and happiness.

At this time, Uncle Wang felt that he was about to be abandoned.

Xia Qianqian was keenly aware of the change in Uncle Wang's emotions, "Uncle Wang, let me tell you good news. I have rented the small shop in front of Zhuxian College."

"Because I have to go to class during the day, but the shop is open and someone must guard it. My mother alone may not be enough. Are you willing to help me guard the shop and help my mother organize it together?"

"This is..." He has never done the job of looking after a shop.

However, there are many things that he has not done yet, and he is willing to try.

Uncle Wang's spirit suddenly returned to his original position, and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, absolutely okay."

"Okay, you go back and rest today. I still need to buy some cabinets and other furniture for the shop. I will go to the market tomorrow and you can go to the shop and help me look at it."

"Okay, this is absolutely no problem."

Uncle Wang got this great news and ran home happily.

Geng Zhong helped move the things to the carriage. Li Yunniang stepped forward and asked: "Qianqian, there are still some beans left at home. Mom will soak them first and make less tofu later. If someone comes to buy them, we can't let them.

Running in vain, isn’t it?”

"Okay!" Xia Qianqian agreed, "Just take it easy. After all, the shop at the college will be ready in a few days. It will be okay for our tofu to be sold there."

"Okay!"

The Qingzheng carriage drove slowly. In the carriage, Yuan Bao took out the "Three Character Classic" as usual and began to recite it.

Recently, after some training in the academy, he has gradually fallen in love with learning.

In terms of academics, he entered school later, so he was naturally worse than others. However, Yuanbao had a strong self-esteem and was very competitive, so he worked harder and harder in private.

After dinner, under candlelight, he would hold a book and recite for half an hour.

Xia Qianqian is really happy for him for having such a good habit.

On the other hand, Ji Zimo didn't study today. He sat on the sofa and looked at her quietly.

Xia Qianqian looked at him.

The two of you looked at me and I looked at you. As time went by, I felt a little uncomfortable.

"Are you feeling better from your dizziness?" Xia Qianqian spoke first to break the deadlock.

"Much better!"

He was a bit speechless and asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch today?"

The lunch at Hanxuanyuan is different every day.

But the daily lunch is quite sumptuous, and it is simply not the same as the food at home.

"The food is very good, I like every dish."

Yuan Bao on the side interrupted: "I like cold beef very much."

This child...

Xia Qianqian took action and flicked his forehead, "Don't be distracted and study hard."

Half an hour later, the Qing tent carriage arrived at the gate of the college.

Geng Zhong helped and moved the things off the carriage.

Today, Ji Zimo has no classes. He has been busy with hang gliding recently, so he is going to the training camp by the river to supervise the manufacturing process.

He told her that he would pick her up after school in the afternoon and left first.

Xia Qianqian organized her things, set up her stall, and started selling.

Mo Yan had been waiting at the door early in the morning, and when he saw her coming, he rushed forward anxiously, "Girl, are there any buns for sale today?"

"Yes! The buns are all ready-made.

Xia Qianqian opened a drawer of buns on the small stove and asked enthusiastically: "How many do you want?"

"Ten of them, five in a pack!" Mo Yan muttered in his heart.

Leave five for yourself and five for Zhu Zirong, which is just enough to eat.

"Okay!"

Xia Qianqian was quick with her hands and feet. She packed all the buns in two oil paper bags and handed them over.

This time, Mo Yan was very self-conscious and handed Xia Qianqian fifty cents, "Take it quickly. Don't see your husband outside."

Xia Qianqian smiled.

She is not a philanthropist.

The first few times I gave it to him, I naturally didn’t need any copper coins.

But in the future, as time goes by, she will not be able to refuse the copper coins every time.

She put away the copper plate and nodded: "Welcome."

Mo Yan took the oil paper bag and ran back with a smile.

After a while, students began to come to school one after another at the entrance of the college. Seeing Xia Qianqian coming to set up a stall again, some people unconsciously stepped forward to take a look.

Some people couldn't resist the temptation and bought a few more steamed buns to eat.

At the gate of the college, there is a lively scene of prosperous business.

Mo Yan carried the buns in his arms, entered the college, ran to Zhu Zirong's residence, and presented the buns to him like a treasure, "Here, let's eat buns!"

When Zhu Zirong saw the size and shape of the buns, his eyebrows lit up and he asked, "Which seller gave it to you?"

It’s not a gift! I bought it with real money!

Mo Yan couldn't say his name, so he could only say: "Yes! Eat quickly."

Zhu Zirong stood up, grabbed a bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a big bite.

Uh-huh!

Not bad!

It still smells the same.

The lingering aroma of meat.

He ate four buns in three strokes, divided by two, and was about to take the last bun when a male student hurried over and reported: "Mr. Zhu, that Xia Qianqian is selling things at the door again."<

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"Xia Qianqian, hum!"

Zhu Zirong picked up the last bun and walked out while eating it, "Let's go and have a look."

When he walked to the courtyard, he called another student and whispered: "Will you go to Luo Mansion to inform Mr. Luo?"
Chapter completed!