Time Travel: My Wife Is Busy in Farming

Boss Sun Ji's eyes widened, but he saw that Tang Xiaoman in front of him exuded a reliable brilliance. Tang Xiaoman has sold out all the jams now, and he doesn't have any genuine Rose Flower jam with him, so he has no way to show it to the boss.

"And Boss Sun, you can no longer buy fake brands for cheap."

"What? Did I buy fake jam?"

Boss Sun Ji’s eyes widened.

"Yes, and our jams are all priced at fifty cents a bottle. We have never sold them for less than this price. If she comes to sell them next time, you must not buy them again."

Tang Xiaoman explained.

"But the price they gave is the same, and I see the brand is the same, so why can't I buy it?"

Boss Sun Ji asked in disbelief. When Tang Xiaoman heard this, he was speechless for a moment and couldn't think of how to answer.

Indeed, the jam they sell is cheap, why can’t I buy it from their house?

"But they're fake rosette jams, they're fake!"

Qian Musheng couldn't help but said next to him.

"Fake? How do you prove that you are real? I don't care. Someone is willing to pay for it, and I can make money. Those of you who don't want to buy things, get out of my place quickly, don't delay me. Business!"

After saying that, the shopkeeper drove Tang Xiaoman and others out of the house in disgrace.

Tang Xiaoman expressed that he was quite helpless, but he was confused. He couldn't just sit here and wait, right?

Who knows when the fugitive will appear again?

Qian Musheng saw that Tang Xiaoman was a little discouraged and quickly came over to comfort her and said, "Don't worry, the guy selling fakes won't stop without permission. Leave this matter to me. I'll go back and send more people. Sooner or later, I will get to the bottom of this matter."

Tang Xiaoman saw Qian Musheng frowning and swearing, and found it funny. He was not the boss of Jam, but he was still so concerned about this matter.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Qian!"

"We are all so familiar, so you are polite to me..."

As Qian Musheng was speaking, a violent abdominal rumble came from his belly like a drum.

"You are hungry?"

Tang Xiaoman finally remembered that they had just gone to Nanfang Boss Hotel Ke Lai Xuan and came out to investigate the matter before they had even had time to eat anything.

Tang Xiaoman looked at the time and saw that it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. He couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Qian Musheng.

"What should I do? Because I checked the jam, I didn't get anything to eat. Are you starving? In this case, I'll treat you to something delicious!"

After saying that, Tang Xiaoman smiled mysteriously.

Qian Musheng was very strange. What do you mean? He followed Tang Xiaoman in confusion.

The two of them crossed the street and came to a small alley where there were some food stalls.

It's not too far from where Tang Xiaoman sells jam, it's all in a small alley.

Tang Xiaoman came to a noodle shop. The tables were set up outside, and some noodle eaters were eating noodles outside.

The owner of this shop was busy at the door, "Boss, bring us two bowls of shredded pork noodles."

The little stool beside him muttered aggrievedly: "There is still me!"

Tang Xiaoman said a little embarrassedly: "Oh, by the way, why did I forget the small stool!"

After saying that, she hurriedly changed her words and said, "Boss, give us three bowls of noodles!"

Qian Musheng was shocked. He had never eaten at a roadside stall for so long. Although the place was full of fireworks and the smell of noodles was very tempting, Qian Musheng's tutor was not to eat unclean food outside. Things, especially those at roadside stalls, are not hygienic.

He had never taken a direct look at the food on this roadside stall. Although it was already past meal time, there were still quite a few customers sitting here eating noodles, but they were just some well-dressed people. There are also more common people in the countryside, and people like Qian Musheng who dress like a nobleman are almost never seen.

The noodle shop owner was naturally very enthusiastic, and soon three steaming bowls of shredded pork noodles were ready.

Tang Xiaoman was already hungry. When the noodles were placed in front of her, she picked up her chopsticks and started eating them.

She specially ordered a bowl of thick noodles, which tasted even more satisfying.

In fact, when Tang Xiaoman was selling jam in this noodle shop, he had no time to go back at noon, so he ate here a few times. She is indeed a gourmet. You can tell which noodles are delicious by just raising your nose and smelling them.

Others can also be judged based on the passenger flow. She brought Qian Musheng here to eat noodles.

Qian Musheng couldn't let go at first, but when he saw that the little stool had been eaten to the point where his head was sweating and he couldn't stop.

He really couldn't keep putting on airs, so he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The smoothness of the noodles conquered him with the first bite. The shredded pork and soup base were very carefully seasoned. Even though the noodle shop is not large, the ingredients are very fresh. After asking, he found out that it was an ancestral noodle shop. .

The boss has been selling noodles here since his grandfather's life.

Qian Musheng couldn't move his chopsticks at first, but in the end he couldn't stop eating. Tang Xiaoman looked at him pretending to be strange and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to eat at the beginning? You said just watch us eat!"

"Really? When did I say that?"

Qian Musheng was good at pretending to have amnesia. Tang Xiaoman smiled and said nothing and continued to eat her noodles.

Qian Musheng then ate three more bowls, including the small stool.

When Tang Xiaoman paid, he really felt a little worried about his own pocket.

"It's delicious, boss, your noodles are really good! I'll come back another day!"

When Qian Musheng left, he was still praising his boss!

This guy really loves to eat, just like Tang Xiaoman.

Tang Xiaoman didn't feel sorry for how much money it cost to treat him to noodles, but she just felt that she had repaid him well.

"Xiaoman, what do you think about this matter?"

As Qian Musheng walked back, he asked about Tang Xiaoman.

"I think that person will not only sell in one store. We will catch her sooner or later!"

"I hope so. I guess because she has been so active in selling jam recently, she will definitely be tempted to do it again!"

The two were about to say goodbye, and Tang Xiaoman went to get the bullock cart.

It's time for Qian Musheng to go home.

"You treated me to noodles today, and I'll treat you to a nice meal another day!"

"No, please come. Please go back and help me arrange manpower to investigate this matter!"

Tang Xiaoman didn't want to have too much contact with Qian Musheng other than business. He thought that his family member Su Ping'an was still waiting for him. After all, he was a married person.

"Okay! Farewell!"

Qian Musheng was obviously a little embarrassed by Tang Xiaoman's hot and cold attitude. Qian Musheng just took a few steps forward and they came to the main street. There were more people and more cars.

Qian's house is not far from here, just a few steps away.