Chapter 515: The Prince is My Brother

Chapter 515

Jiang Sheng said she would do it, and she really opened Jiuzhen Store branches in the surrounding cities.

First observe the environment, determine whether the people in the city have purchasing power, and then visit the surroundings to investigate whether the people's character is simple and honest.

In today's world, it is difficult to travel by car and horse. If you want to open a store sign to the southeast, northwest and northeast, you have to learn from the method of Living in Leisure, taking from the local area and using it in the local area.

Not only raw materials like flour, but also long-term workers who can support the store.

If the shopkeeper is the soul, the confidant sent from Fengjing, then the long-term worker is the support, the key for the store and workshop to operate.

People are also very different. Some are born lazy, greedy and slick, no matter how much money you give them, they can't get rid of their nature.

Some are hardworking, patient and long-suffering. If you give them a hand, they can get rid of the mud and be loyal.

Jiang Sheng went to Luoyang Prefecture with Jiang San, Jiang Si, and Miao Zhaoying and her daughter who insisted on following her.

This was the first time she traveled such a long distance alone. The moment she landed, she felt the wind was different, with a novel taste.

"How can the wind from south to north not be different?" Miao Zhaoying laughed, "I see the young lady has been bored in Fengjing for too long and is taking this opportunity to relax."

"Auntie, you're wrong," Jiang Sheng shook her finger righteously. "Smell it carefully, there is a fragrance in the wind."

The grown-up Da Ya turned her head delicately, looking around, and finally saw a store to the right front. The simple and clear store sign read "Xu Family Non-flipping Soup" in five characters.

A strong young man was stirring the thick soup, and the tempting aroma was carried over by the wind. This must be the novel taste.

Jiang Sheng could no longer restrain herself. She ran over in a few steps and pointed at the pancakes stacked on the ladle, "Boss, what is this?"

"This is a non-flip made of mung bean noodles," the young man looked up, "Our Luoyang Prefecture's specialty non-flip soup, made with lots of ingredients. Would you like to try a bowl?"

"Yes, five bowls please," Jiang Sheng said boldly as she put down the copper coins.

Jiang San and Jiang Si were still tying up the carriage while Miao Zhaoying felt sorry for her employer and refused to let her carry the bowl.

With five servings of non-flip soup, one person would have to go back and forth three times.

The obedient Da Ya took the initiative to undertake two bowls for her mother, but she sipped it and hurt her hand from the heat.

The young man immediately put down his ladle and took the initiative to help carry it, "Let me help the young lady, this non-flip soup is still simmering, without calluses it's hard to stand."

Da Ya shyly thanked him, but before she finished speaking, Jiang San and Jiang Si monkey-like rushed out to grab the soup bowls.

Miao Zhaoying wiped the corners of her eyes. She gestured for Jiang San and Jiang Si to rush up and knock down the cursing man to subdue him.

She then walked up and held the woman's hand to ask, "Sister, why don't you divorce? Why do you insist on enduring?"

Above all, having children and making soup, women should be respected and loved by their spouses.

A marriage certificate is a bond, but not shackles. When it should be broken, it must be broken.

"Sister..." the woman whispered, "What about my child after the divorce? I can't bear to abandon him, nor raise him in poverty. I can't be selfish and drag my child to death..."

Miao Zhaoying teared up again. She gripped the woman tightly, as if holding her former self, or herself being held by Zhang Xianglian, or Zhang Xianglian being held by Jiang Sheng in the past.

"If I can provide you with a place to live and eat, dare you divorce?"

"If I can help you survive, dare you break the shackles?"

The same tone, different voices, similar words, sounded in different times.

Jiang Sheng grinned, and Da Ya sobbed softly.

After a long time, the woman finally responded, "Okay..."

Just like Miao Zhaoying’s response.

Just like Zhang Xianglian’s response.

Just like the response of countless women who were abused in marriage.

Eventually, they will stand up.

Liu Ergou was still cursing on the side, clamoring about reporting it to the officials and beating them to death in prison.

The woman was immediately scared. Miao Zhaoying comforted her.

Da Ya wiped her tears and softly comforted the seven or eight-year-old sister.

Jiang Sheng sauntered over to Liu Ergou and suddenly felt sentimental.

She remembered when saving Miao Zhaoying, she still needed all kinds of tricks and schemes, still needed to deceive and calculate, and even went to the government twice to change slave status.

But now, she just kicked the man and softly said, "Go ahead, report it. The Crown Prince is my brother."