"No, no! You still have to do well on your own. No matter how well you marry, you still have to look at the appearance of others. It's better than this. I'll give you these fifty taels!" Wen Jin proudly posted Kang Ruili's
All the small flyers on the wall were torn off, "But I am not buying your store, but buying shares. We will run it together, and we will share the profits equally, and any losses will be mine!"
After hearing this, Kang Ruili was very moved and aroused a lot of motivation. She was struggling to support a breakfast shop. She was really tired, the work was dirty and tiring, and Ahu was not around. How could she do it without a man at home?
As she was about to give birth, she really couldn't hold on any longer. After struggling for a long time, she decided to quit, "Okay. Then I'll do what you say. I won't suffer any loss."
With that said, Kang Ruili stretched out her hand towards Wen Jin, "Give me fifty taels of silver first, boss."
"Silver."
"Well, yes! Bring it."
Wen Jin touched the tip of his nose and said, "No...no."
Kang Ruili was startled, "You encouraged me for a long time, but in the end you have no money! You... aren't you wasting my expression!"
After saying that, I decided to continue posting leaflets.
"It's not available now. It doesn't mean it won't be available tomorrow." Wen Jin quickly pressed the flyer in her hand, "Tomorrow I will go to Duanqiao Hutong to find you and send fifty taels of silver there. Give me a day, and don't transfer it to anyone else.
Sister, our fate cannot end today. We must make a fortune together! Wouldn’t it be great to create the miracle of tofu pudding? Just imagine, when foreigners think of Guangli, they come here to eat Ruili tofu pudding.
Isn’t it amazing? And then he said in a foreign language: Ruili tofu nao, it’s so delicious!”
Kang Ruili sneered and said, "You quite like to brag. I quite enjoy hearing your bragging. Do you think we, the two of us who are in trouble, can make a fortune by selling tofu brains?"
"People must have confidence in themselves. Everything can be accomplished by adding up a little. The book says that if you don't accumulate small steps, you can't reach a thousand miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't reach a river. I take it for granted."
"Don't be Wen Zou Zou, just speak human language."
Wen Jin said solemnly: "You can definitely make a fortune by selling tofu!"
"Well! I understand when you put it like that. You have read a book and your speech is different from mine. It's not like I speak like his grandma." Kang Ruili nodded, "Okay, then I will wait for you for a day.
After tomorrow night, if you don't go to Duanqiao Hutong to find me, I will transfer the store to someone else."
"Don't worry. I will do what I say," Wen Jin nodded, "I will definitely come to find you, sister!"
Kang Ruili suddenly looked at Wen Jin with warm eyebrows and said, "Thank you. It was my birthday today, so I put up small flyers with a big belly and transferred the store that my mother passed on to me. I felt very uncomfortable. Thank you for meeting me.
You, like a struggling little top, have given me great encouragement. You make me feel that people cannot give up on themselves when they are at a low point."
"Yes! What should you give up? You can't give up yourself!" Wen Jin nodded, and then thought of her birthday today, but Brother Heng said "Love Duanmu" in her ear, and she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart, "I want to talk about the two of us again.
The fate is deep. I feel quite uncomfortable today. Hey, do you think we are connected by heart?"
"Why are you feeling so uncomfortable? Let's talk about it. You said before that you didn't have a man. Are you being bullied by your man again?"
Because of Fu Jingheng's special status, Wen Jin couldn't tell her in detail, so he just casually said with disappointment: "My man, he is dead."
Kang Ruili immediately felt sympathy. Wen Jin was even worse off than she was. She was pregnant out of wedlock, let alone talking about it, and now her man died. "How did your man die? You are so pitiful."
As he spoke, he stroked Wen Jin's hair like a kitten.
Wen Jin casually made up: "He has a back problem...resuscitation failed this morning..."
"Your Majesty has arrived!"
Before Wen Jin finished speaking, Mo Gan's voice suddenly sounded behind Wen Jin.
Wen Jin's heart skipped a beat. When he looked back, he saw that at some point, a long guard of honor had stopped outside the gate of Xue Mansion. All the passers-by on the street had been temporarily dismissed by the officers and soldiers and were all avoided.
Fu Jingheng, on the other hand, clasped one hand behind his back, stood erect, and stared at Wen Jin with a complicated expression.
Mo Gan gestured to her and pointed to Fu Jingheng's ears, probably saying that Fu Jingheng had been here for a while and heard a lot, and then said with his lips: "Master Jin, hurry up, let me dance for you! He was fascinated on the spot. faint!"
Wen Jin: "..." Lao Mo was so speechless.
Wen Jin's palms were clenched with sweat, and she looked at him...how long had she been here, and how much had she heard? She said that her man was dead, but he didn't hear it. Oh, he became a little nervous, so much so that he felt... I couldn't laugh or cry, it was a creepy feeling.
Originally, I was just casually talking to Sister Ruili about her man, but by chance, he listened to it!
"You have a waist disease, what kind of waist disease!" Kang Ruili didn't realize the situation yet, and didn't see Jun coming up. She just asked Wen Jin immersedly, "How come your man's waist is so good?"
Wen Jin quickly pulled her sleeves and said, "Shh. You are here. He is bringing his concubine back today. We need to be careful about what we say. We will talk in detail later..."
After saying that, he stood there with his hands tied, his cheeks lowered and he respectfully stopped talking.
At this time, I heard the sound of Lou Shucai and Xue Xiang from the second room coming to pick him up from the courtyard of Xue Mansion. Their footsteps were impatient, for fear of neglecting the noble man outside the door.
Kang Ruili, a commoner of Li, saw the living emperor for the first time. He took one look at it and immediately whispered in Wen Jin's ear: "Sister, your Majesty is so handsome, and his waist is so straight and straight. His His legs are so long, and his hands are so pretty, how could he be a woman like her?"
Wen Jin's ears suddenly turned red, and some pictures of his waist, legs, and hands automatically flashed in his mind.
Fu Jingheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Jin's inexplicably red cheeks, wondering what she was thinking.
"Your Majesty has condescended to condescend to you. You have come to your humble abode. Your servants are far away to greet you. Your Majesty, please come in. Your whole family will kneel down to greet you!"
When Xue Xiang came out, he thought that the emperor would not come and only Ning'er would come back, but the emperor actually came in person. Pengpi was so radiant! Ning'er really brought glory to me! Who's daughter has such a big face to let the emperor personally? Accompany me back home! My Ning'er is alone!
"My dear, you're welcome." Fu Jingheng replied briefly, then paced towards the gate of Xue's mansion, "Don't see outsiders if you are one of your own."
Wen Jin lowered his eyes and looked at his toes, his birthday, Chang Lin's father returned home with his new love, it was really ironic and sad.
Suddenly, the bright yellow clothes stopped in front of her, and his breath hit her nose.
Wen Jin raised his head uneasily and met Fu Jingheng's cold eyes.
"Your man died of back disease?" Fu Jingheng pursed his thin lips into a thin line.
Wen Jin lowered his eyes, almost embarrassed, "Well..."
Fu Jingheng stared at her for a moment and said coldly: "Didn't you stab your man to death with a hairpin?"
Wen Jin: "..."
Pfft... Mo Gan almost squirted, and Junshang's handsome face was deformed with anger.