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After the Yang family left with their heads and faces covered in dirt, Old Lady Li also left with an arrogant glare at Wenxiu. Once the two madwomen left, the onlookers also dispersed, leaving behind only the people who bought the potato powder.

After Zhang Shi brought the weighing rod over, Wenxiu started to get busy. His mouth was filled with aunts and uncles calling him uncle, his hands and feet were nimble, and his speed was extremely fast. When the weighing was done, she poured it into the basin and took the money. Selling potato powder according to the rules had left those who wanted to eat it for free unable to gain an advantage.

Yesterday, the three of them tried their best to take three times as much as they usually would, but it was still gone. It was not even noon when the potato powder that was produced yesterday was sold out. Mrs Zhang and Song Xiaoyue were happy to see that. The speed at which they peeled potatoes had also increased by quite a bit.

The people who hadn't bought potato flour for the past two days also did. Their faces were filled with joy as they chatted and laughed along the way. That was showing off at every meeting. Today, his family would be able to eat potato powder at noon.

The copper coin in Wen Xiu's arms was heavy. With a faint smile, she cleaned up the yard's tiled basin. When she saw that Mrs. Zhang and Song Xiaoyue had already sliced two barrels of potatoes and came out, she quickly told them to stop.

Zhang family was honest and honest. Seeing that it was not time to go back and make dinner, they said, "Xiu Niang, it is not even noon yet! It's still a little early to go back and cook.

Seeing that she had misunderstood her meaning, Wen Xiu explained with a smile, "Sister-in-law, this is all that we have to do today. Two barrels are enough, don't cut it. "If you're not in a hurry, then let's chat for a bit."

Oh, I see!

"Isn't potato flour a good sell? Why is it reducing production?" What if we don't sell it tomorrow? " Song Xiaoyue spoke up.

Wenxiu shook her head. It was true that potato powder was easy to sell, but the villagers of Xitang Village had all bought it. After everyone had a taste of the fresh potato, how could they eat it every day? Even if they wanted to, they didn't have that kind of money, right? Therefore, if they were to take the same amount as yesterday, they definitely wouldn't be able to sell out tomorrow. Therefore, the next thing she needed to do was to go to the next village and open up a market.

"I'll carry the potato powder to the neighboring village tomorrow. If there's too much of it, I won't be able to pick it out!"

"The village is no longer selling?"

"Un, I will temporarily rest for two days!"

No matter how good something was, eating it for two days would make one sick of it!

After Wenxiu finished speaking, Song Xiaoyue did not cut him and even volunteered to go with her.

Song Xiaoyue was straightforward and outspoken. This kind of person was not suitable for business in modern times, but it was different in ancient times. In general, the ancient folk style was simple and honest. With her 'honest and honest' personality, it was enough for her to do some small business.

"Alright, then you have to tell Fifth Bro Wang. Tomorrow, you will follow me to the village. Compared to working hard at home, the salary won't go up. When that happens, don't worry about it!"

"Fuck you, you're making fun of me again!"

Although Song Xiaoyue was carefree, she was still an ancient woman. When she heard Wenxiu teasing her like this, her face turned completely red, like the sunset glow that hung over the horizon. She looked especially gorgeous.

Upon hearing this, the Zhang Clan smiled so much that their teeth could no longer be seen.

After the three of them chatted for a while, Mrs. Zhang suddenly recalled how there were so many people surrounding her in the morning. As a result, when she reached the door, the crowd dispersed. So he said, "Mrs. Soo, what are you doing in the morning? Why are there so many people surrounding us? "

If Mrs Zhang did not mention this matter, Wenxiu would have forgotten about it. Upon mentioning this, the little flame in her heart started to burn up again. Holding back her anger, she explained in detail about Yang's wishful thinking and Old Lady Li beating up Yang. Song Xiaoyue arrived even later than Zhang Clan. Not to mention what happened, she didn't even see the crowd around them.

After Wenxiu said this, the two of them became very angry, especially Song Xiaoyue. She immediately scolded, "That Sixth Aunt is not a good person. In the past, she had thought of marrying Aunt Xiu to Liu Gouzi. She has such a vicious heart. Even if she wanted to push Xiu Niang into the fire pit, she would not be afraid of dying in eighteen layers of hell and suffering every day from the frying pan. "

Wen Xiu knew that the ancient people believed in gods. They believed in the existence of ghosts and gods. Not only that, they also believed that if the wicked died, they would be sent to the eighteen layers of hell. Then, they would receive all sorts of punishments, never to reincarnate. She cursed the Yang family like Song Xiaoyue did, and it could be seen that she truly treated herself as her best friend, which was why she cursed the Yang family so viciously.

This damned old woman of the Yang family had done all sorts of black-hearted things, she deserved to be scolded!

Mrs. Zhang also agreed, deeply aware that Song Xiaoyue's scolding was reasonable, "Although Liu Gouzi is a fool, but Mrs. Yang still has other children. A person who has sons and daughters but is eager to push their daughter into a fire pit is truly sinful! "

Wenxiu didn't want to think about whether or not the Yang family had done something wrong and whether or not they would take revenge. In any case, as long as the Yang family offended her again, she wouldn't just let them go like today. On the other hand, she would let the Yang family know that she, Wenxiu, was not a soft persimmon that they could take advantage of. She would even regret provoking them.

After talking about the Yang family, Wenxiu recalled the mighty Old Mrs. Li today. She recalled the scene at that time and said: "Wait for her to slowly finish her dream of infatuation, but I do remember that Old Lady Li just gave her a few slaps without knowing, making her face swell up. Just by looking at her face, it's likely that I won't be able to get out of the house within a few days. "

Song Xiaoyue was surprised, "So ruthless?"

"That's right!" Wenxiu raised her brows. "Not only that, I also heard Old Mrs. Li's nickname, Gou Erpi!"

"Puff …"

Song Xiaoyue could not hold back her laughter!

Zhang family was a lot older than the other two, so they knew a bit about Old Mrs. Li's nickname, "Gou Erzi".

When she was young, she had a pockmark and almost lost her life. Just as her parents were about to prepare her for the future, a doctor came to the Gou clan to give her a ring. This doctor had great medical skills, and he only prescribed two doses of medicine for the little girl, Old Lady Li. Strangely, Old Lady Li was about to die at that time, but she survived after drinking the medicine. However, afterwards, his face was covered with a lot of pockmarks.

Old Man Gou thought to himself, his daughter's fate is too great this time and she was saved. But what if there is a smallpox in the future? He felt that his daughter's name was too light, so why not give her a good life? Seeing the pockmarks on her face, he immediately decided to call her Gou Erzi. Later, when Old Mrs. Li married into the village of Xitang, no one called her by that nickname.

Even though no one could call out Old Lady Li, it didn't mean that no one couldn't remember him. As Old Madam Yang and Old Madam Li were old acquaintances, they naturally knew of these matters. And the Zhang clan knew that it was because the Zhang clan's mother was from Gou Village. She had followed her mother back to her grandfather's house and met Old Lady Li. She just happened to hear someone call her that. It was just that Zhang Clan was not a talkative person, and after returning to the village, they didn't spread the news.