Wuwang City is like Liaocheng in Ye Sheng Dynasty, connecting several countries, so this is the place with the most transactions in Beisheng Country. The supply of Beisheng Country has been scattered from Wuwang City to other countries. Naturally, there is no reason not to be rich.

When he arrived in Beisheng Kingdom, Su Sanqian did not feel like he was going abroad. Except for the people here who were so rich that they were so popular, the rest felt similar to the Ye Sheng Dynasty.

It only takes one thousand taels, and it can only take one or two months in Beisheng Kingdom, and you still have to rely on yourself. The people of Wuwang City are so rich. Logically, she can steal some, and she will not be caught. But damn, she really doesn't close her doors at night and doesn't have the right way. If she does stealing here, Su Sanqian really doesn't have the face.

Even if you can't steal, you can only make money by yourself. She can't do it as someone else's maid, and the waiter didn't want her a girl's house. There was nothing she could do, so she had to do business by herself.

To be honest, from modern times to ancient times, she has never done business for so many years. She has always fought and killed, fought wits and courage. 13acv.

She rented a house in the city for 100 or ounces a month. The house was not big. When she opened the door, she found the courtyard. There was a long vine in the corner of the wall, which was covered with colorful wild roses. Because of this scene, she rented the house.

There are two rooms in the house, one house and one kitchen. One hundred taels can be used by an ordinary family for one or two years in the Ye Sheng Dynasty, but they can only rent it here for one month!

The more Su Sanqian thought about it, the more unhappy he was, he must find a way to earn back these doubles.

She had no other skills to make a living. She thought that this unique business in ancient times could only sell her milk tea and fried dough sticks. She did morning business and could still travel around after work, without being tired. She went to the street to buy all the items she needed, and then went to the stall to ask people how to buy and sell them legally.

According to what the vendor said, she bought the right to use a stall for a month with the officer guarding the city. Everything here was ridiculously expensive. The 1,000 taels that Su Sanqian snatched from Rong Mansion slowly remained.

That night, she soaked the flour so that they could ferment. When she kneaded the flour, she burst into tears. This feeling of having no relatives, no friends, and no relatives made her feel a little at a loss. In modern times, she was alone but at least she cared about her dean. Although she was bullied after becoming Leng Rutong, at least Xiang Si was still by her side.

I don’t know how Xiang Si is doing. She fell off the cliff that day to save herself, and I don’t know if she is still alive.

The next day, she got up early, and there was only a white fish belly outside. She moved the charcoal stove, pots and other things to the stall. She moved it back and forth more than a dozen times. Fortunately, the stall was not far from the house she rented, and the house was not cheap. She chose a house close to the street to do business.

She dared not make milk tea on the street, for fear that others would learn it. Now her craft is unique, so it depends on whether the people in the city like to eat it. According to the principle, people who are picky about food like Ye Fengya like it, and it should not be that at least the business is too bad.

Su Sanqian shook his head, wondering what this person does.

No need to shout, just put the fried dough sticks into the pot, and the scent of the floating guests will naturally attract the guests. The price of the fried dough sticks in Su Sanqian is not cheap. A bowl of noodles is sold for three liang, and a fried dough stick is sold for three liang.

At the beginning, many people just stopped to watch it, and shook their heads and left after asking about the price. Although the people here live in wealth, they are not nouveau riche. Many of them are actually ordinary people. They can’t eat enough for a fried dough stick of three taels of silver. They might as well eat a bowl of noodles. And they don’t know if this fresh food is delicious.

No one is making a fortune by making money, and who is willing to try it with three taels of silver?

Her first customer was a boy of five or six years old. He was wearing a long robe with brocade goose egg yolk and a piece of mutton fat jade tied around her waist. Her skin was delicate, round face, curved willow-leaf eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. She was a beautiful boy.

One was the young master from a wealthy family. He stood in front of the stall and looked at the fried dough sticks and licked his upper lip cutely to a 17 or 18-year-old maid behind him and said, "Xiaozhi, I want to eat this."

The maid who called Xiaozhi took out her wallet and looked embarrassed: "Young master, the eldest lady gave Xiaozhi twenty taels of silver, and she had to buy calligraphy for the young master..."

"Hey, girl, if the young master wants to eat, you can let others eat it. Look at the young master's outfit, it's not a money-short person. If you abuse the young master like this, be careful that he will take revenge on you." Su Sanqian poured the milk tea out of the teapot while frying the fried dough sticks. The fresh milk fragrance of the milk tea floated into the young master's nose.

He unconsciously rubbed his cute little nose with his little hands, and his expression seemed to be firm, "Forget it, let's go." The expression of the young man's mature and forced calm made Su Sanqian a little puzzled. Could it be that he really didn't bring enough money?

Forget it, just to look for his next business. Su Sanqian immediately said, "Come on, look at you, look at your cuteness. My sister will give you one, so you don't need money."

When the beautiful boy heard this, he quickly smiled with satisfaction. Without waiting for Su Sanqian to give it to him, he stretched out his hand to get the fried dough sticks with oil on it, and couldn't wait to stuff them into his mouth.

"Hey, I said, boy, you need to be so anxious, it's like I'll go back on my word." Su Sanqian curled her lips angrily. Before her business opened today, she gave her charity first. Oh, when will she become a good person?

The beautiful child continued to show a cute smile at her: "It's delicious." He really thought it was delicious. When the rest was left for half, he tore apart the fried dough sticks and ate them.

Su Sanqian sighed: "You kid knows the goods. If you have money in the future, remember to pay me back the money, three or three pieces."

The little boy was slightly stunned when he heard this: "Didn't my sister just say I gave it to me?"

"That's because you don't have money, so I give it to you. Of course I have to pay it back when you have money." Su Sanqian grimaced at him.

Xiaozhi behind him quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped the little boy's oily little hand. The little boy looked at Su Sanqian with his black eyes: "Then can you give me this too? I will pay it back if there is money in the future." He pointed to the cup of milk tea that Su Sanqian had just poured out and was drooling.

Su Sanqian wanted to yell at him: How far is it, my aunt didn't do a business today.

She endured it, okay, because of this kid's outfit, he should be a rich man. At worst, if he doesn't pay it back, he will go to his house to ask for it.

"Drink!" Su Sanqian's tone was not very good. As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy picked up the cup and started drinking. After drinking, he showed a cute smile: "It's delicious."

Su Sanqian kneaded the dough on the panel and replied lightly: "It's good to drink. Remember to bring the money to buy next time."

The little boy nodded seriously: "Well, I will remember it. Thank you sister." After the little boy thanked him, he left briskly. Xiaozhi glanced at Su Sanqian and quickly followed.

Although he had a loss-making business, since the boy said it was delicious, someone began to be willing to buy her things.

Milk tea and fried dough sticks sell well, but it’s not that Su Sanqian’s craftsmanship is so good. It’s really a rare thing in ancient times and the taste is good. Naturally, some people are willing to buy it for food. Food is the most important thing for people. Su Sanqian knows that they will never lose money when doing food-related transactions.

After finishing all the ingredients, Su Sanqian stopped pushing and sat in front of the pushing seat to calculate how much it earned for today's opening business. He sold thirty cups of milk tea, five taels of fresh milk. The fresh milk was bought from special farmers, and the cost was not cheap. After deducting the cost, he made 100 taels of profit.

I sold three or two pieces of fried dough sticks, and after selling them for fifty pieces, I also made 100 taels of money after excluding the cost. Su Sanqian was happy with the money in the silver. It was not bad. I made 200 taels of money in the first day of the tutor. The house money and stall fees were all back, and the rest were made to make living expenses.

Wuwang City is a place for rich people. There are still many people who spend a dozen taels of breakfast until she sold out all the items and someone came to ask.

The same is true. Su Sanqian decided to only get thirty cups of milk tea and fifty fried dough sticks every day. Life is not a matter of suffering. After selling these, I have money anyway, so why should I work so hard?

The fresh milk I bought in a hurry yesterday was not very good. She decided to go to the city to find farmers who supply fresh milk after lunch. If it really doesn't work, she will find the kind of fresh milk that specializes in providing fresh milk to wealthy families. She is not afraid of the high cost. Anyway, the wool comes from the sheep, so she can get it back from customers.

In fact, most ancient milk was used for bathing for nobles, and rarely used to drink it because it would not be added and tasteless. Su Sanqian made this to let nobles know that the milk could taste so delicious.

Gradually after a few days, a few maids from wealthy families would come to her stall early in the morning to queue up to buy milk tea for their master.

Su Sanqian doesn't care whether you are poor or splashing. He sells it if you give it money, and stops doing it after selling it. So on the eighth day, there was a long queue in front of her stall, and many people came to her stall earlier than her.

The little boy who owed him money did not appear again. She looked forward to him paying back the money every day to prove that he is a trustworthy guy and made her believe in the truth, goodness and beauty of the world.

Just when Su Sanqian thought he had forgotten, the little boy came to her stall with a bag of silver. Su Sanqian blinked and looked at him: "You want to buy them all?"

The little boy nodded like a garlic with his happy eyes open.

"No." Su Sanqian immediately rejected him: "If you eat too much fried dough stick, you will get angry. If you get angry, your little pink face will have beans, which is very ugly. You can only sell you two." Su Sanqian grabbed two fried dough sticks from the iron rack and wrapped them up and handed them to him.
Chapter completed!