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âYou should have said that earlier, sheâs gone far away now. However, she just mentioned that she sells fern at the Vegetable Market, so you can definitely find her there when you go.â
Chen Ershuan also planned to look for her when he had time.
A man not far behind his vendor stall was now walking towards the carriage on the street corner. The man was Jin Xunâs follower, who was ordered by his master just now to check on the squatting point. âYoung Master, Iâm afraid Iâd be spotted, so I kept my distance. I saw the umbrella vendor give Su Qingyue money, about 100 copper coins in total.â
Jin Xun realized his guess was correct, and Su Qingyue was helping with the umbrella business so hard just to take a kickback. âInteresting. If she can entertain people every day, I donât mind paying her the âexhibitionâ fee she mentioned.â
âYoung Master, what did you just say?â The follower didnât quite catch it.
âNothing, letâs go back to Drunken Immortal Pavilion.â
âYesâ¦â
Su Qingyue took a cowâs car back to Wushan Village. Along the way, she saw several villagers carrying fern from the mountain. Some of their carrying poles were full, and some had only half a basket.
She had made money selling fern in the past few days, and the villagers knew it. So they all went looking for fern.
Moreover, people were always asking her how to get rid of the astringent taste when stir-frying tasty fern.
Some even directly sold stir-fried fern at the town Vegetable Market, but because it tasted astringent, not many people bought it. However, seeing her make money, they all went to pick fern and tried to fry it without the bitter taste.
The villagers resting under the tree by the roadside saw Su Qingyue returning to the village, and Wang Qigu, one of them, said sourly, âWow! The wife of the Xiao Family has chartered a car again? Thatâs generous, sheâs so rich! I canât even afford to sit on a cowâs car.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Another villager, who had secretly asked Qingyue for her stir-fried fern recipe, bore a grudge when she refused to divulge it. âWhat money does she have? She just sold stir-fried fern for a few days and made several taels of silver. The Xiao Family doesnât even have fields. Itâs just a few taels, whatâs so amazing about it?â
Auntie Hua chimed in, âWell, youâre wrong about that. Su Qingyue is so capable that she can earn several taels in just a few days. Most families canât even earn that much in a year!â
âThatâs right. I saw her selling stir-fried fern at the Vegetable Market for four cents per jin. In less than half a day, she could sell a whole carrying pole, which is over a hundred jin. She could make close to 1 tael a day. If she sells it for a month, a year, sheâs going to make a fortune! Thereâs no need to worry about not having money to buy fields.â Aunt Liu spoke up. âWife of the Xiao Family, weâre all from the same village. How did you get rid of the astringent taste in your fried fern? Tell us so that everyone can know, and donât keep it to yourself.â
Su Qingyue laughed, âIâll tell the truth, I wonât share it. If you have the ability, try it yourself.â
âHow stingyâ¦â Wang Qi was very unhappy. âHow about I give you some money to buy the recipeâ¦â
âHow much are you going to give?â She arched an eyebrow.
âIâll give you⦠ten cents.â
âYouâre really âgenerousâ.â From afar, Wang Cuihua saw Su Qingyue on the cowâs car and came over. âQingyue makes nearly a tael a day, and you have the nerve to offer ten cents to buy the recipeâ¦â
Su Qingyue saw Wang Cuihua and asked Wang Crippled to stop the cowâs car.
Although Wang Crippled also had the surname Wang, Cuihua was married to Zhou Fuquanâs family from a neighboring village and had no relation to Wang Crippledâs family.
There were many people with the same surname in the village.
Those who were resting just now were far away. Close up, they could see Su Qingyueâs face, and they were almost shaking their heads.
âWife of the Xiao Family, why does your face look so much worse than before?â Wang Qigu was taken aback.