Time Travel: My Wife Is Busy in Farming

Tang Xiaoman didn't say anything, and the little table came to the booth to smell it.

"Sister Xiaoman, the fragrance of your jam can be smelled from far away. It is indeed a good jam. No wonder so many people buy it!"

Tang Xiaoman was naturally very happy when he heard Xiao Zuo say this.

Those waiting in line to buy jam at the back also gave thumbs up and praised: "Indeed, the jam made by this lady is excellent, fresh and full of flavor. The most important thing is that the price is also reasonable, and we ordinary people can afford it." .”

The little table was so talkative that everyone began to praise Tang Xiaoman's jam, which made her very happy.

While helping customers pack jam, Tang Xiaoman took the time to ask Qian Musheng, what happened when he came here this time?

Qian Musheng replied: "Let me come over to inspect your stall and see how the jam is selling?"

The little table stood next to him and said: "Actually, our young master came here yesterday on the 16th day of the first lunar month. Regardless of your absence, he has been wandering around here for the past few days..."

"Little stool, I want you to talk more!"

Qian Musheng glared, and the little stool did not dare to speak.

Qian Musheng quickly changed the subject, "Xiao Man, we have nothing to do. Why don't we help you sell jam?"

After saying that, without waiting for Tang Xiaoman to answer, the two of them rolled up their sleeves and started to help Tang Xiaoman sell jam.

Tang Xiaoman said: "I don't dare to trouble the young master, you should take a rest!"

Qian Musheng didn't listen, but the little stool was quite clear-headed in what he did. He helped Tang Xiaoman weigh the jam, collect money, pack the jam with oil paper, and imitated Tang Xiaoman's example, which was quite decent. .

But seeing Qian Musheng doing these things would make Tang Xiaoman's nose cringe with anger.

Either his hands shook and he spilled the jam on the ground, or he weighed the wrong things, or he undercharged or overcharged.

Tang Xiaoman felt that if this continued, her jam business would be ruined by Qian Musheng.

He had no choice but to tell Qian Musheng to stop immediately and go to the nearby teahouse to drink some tea, but be sure not to cause trouble for her here.

Qian Musheng still looked innocent, and with the help of the exciting little stool, Tang Xiaoman quickly sold all the jam he brought today.

It was just about noon, and Tang Xiaoman was ready to pack his things. Even if he rushed home in a bullock cart, it would probably be past lunch time, but he could warm himself up.

She hurriedly prepared to pack her things and go home.

Qian Musheng and the little stool helped her move the empty jam jar and other things back to the bullock cart.

Qian Musheng said to Tang Xiaoman: "Xiaoman, don't go home at noon. I'll take you to a special restaurant. You haven't been to the fun places in this town, right? I'll take you to see them! "

Tang Xiaoman smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness. You'd better go eat with Xiaostool. I'm going home. Thank you for your help today!"

After saying that, Tang Xiaoman reloaded the bullock cart and started to rush home.

Qian Musheng was a little anxious, and he pushed the small stool next to him hard.

The little stool was so exciting that he immediately guessed his master's intention.

"Xiao Man, for some reason that store has never allowed us to buy jam from our house. They said they have a special channel. And it is said that their jam is very similar to ours. When our son heard about this, he was ready to Go and find out.”

This situation really made Tang Xiaoman unexpected that there would be a copycat version so soon? Moreover, that store has begun to establish a reputation in the minds of customers, saying that their jam is the first to produce it, and this matter has spread through the mouths of some diners.

Are there any people so shameless? Tang Xiaoman thinks it shouldn’t be! This jam was invented by her. There was no orange-flavored jam on the market before. This means that the jam you made must be completely defeated and framed. There is relatively little information about Tang Xiaoman in the small mountain village, but Qian Musheng is well-informed and has been to the capital and the Western Regions. Even foreigners have never seen this kind of jam, especially in a town.

Tang Xiaoman felt very incredible.

Is there such a thing?

Tang Xiaoman immediately said to Qian Musheng: "You lead the way. Take me there quickly to see if this is the case."

Qian Musheng secretly made gestures with the stool, and the two of them high-fived each other tacitly.

But this counterfeit jam thing is really true.

Of course Tang Xiaoman had to be very concerned. The small workshop was just about to start operation. The workers had been found and the equipment was ready, but something happened that the jam was counterfeited.

"Oh, don't drive the ox cart. It's not convenient for the ox cart to move."

Qian Musheng advised Tang Xiaoman.

"it is good!"

Tang Xiaoman drove the ox cart to one side and tied it up, then followed Qian Musheng to the store they said was a copycat.

That restaurant was newly opened, just opposite Qian Musheng's family's Fumanlou. It was obviously here to grab business and called Ke Laixuan.

The name is quite elegant, and the decoration is also very particular. It seems that this restaurant should be more elegant. Why is it so shameless to steal other people's ideas?

Even though Tang Xiaoman didn't go inside, he still felt that the name of the restaurant was indeed arty, was he just pretending? However, there seemed to be a lot of diners at the door, and the business looked good.

It was also bustling inside. When I walked to the door just now, I could hear the voice of the waiter welcoming guests inside.

Qian Musheng walked into the restaurant with his head held high. Dressed like this, the waiter did not dare to neglect him at all. He rushed over immediately, bowed his head and asked Qian Musheng what he needed.

"Give us a box!"

"Okay, I'll pick the best box for you!"

After he finished speaking, the little stool over there had already thrown two cents into his hand.

The waiter was naturally very attentive. As Tang Xiaoman walked in, he began to look at the situation inside the restaurant. A table of very luxuriously dressed guests clamored for the most delicious jam-fried potatoes here, which I heard was their signature dish.

After it was served, I saw golden fried potato pieces next to an orange-yellow jam, which was very tempting and made me want to eat it.

After Qian Musheng saw it, he whispered to Tang Xiaoman, "We'll order this soon!"

As soon as Qian Musheng sat down, he confidently said to the waiter: "Order all the best jam dishes in your store.

Upon hearing this, the waiter felt that these people seemed to have bad intentions, why did they really come here for their signature dishes?

"Okay, bring all the dishes with jam in our store. Then you won't be able to finish them all!"

"It's okay, oh, I'll order some more soup and stir-fries. Just look at the arrangement!"

The guy saw that they were here just for the best jam in the store.