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Chapter 1013

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Ren Xiaosu felt that it was actually quite troublesome. After all, he had to pretend to go to the wholesale market to stock up every day. Yang Xiaojin probably did not like such a troublesome thing.

"That's right." Sister Hu beamed with joy. "I knew you could do it. I'll go talk to Xiaojin tonight and ask her to persuade Xiaomi. Although that young man is lazy, I don't think he's a bad person. "

When they made money, Yang Xiaojin used the money she earned to buy pork ribs for Ren Xiaosu. She even made a secret braised pork.

"How bad can a young man who reads books every day be? In the morning, Xiaojin said that he's actually quite good. Maybe it's true, "Sister Hu said.

Everyone secretly said that it was a pity for this good girl to marry a bookworm.

In the end, Yang Xiaojin's eyes lit up. "Let's do that."

"That won't do. I think it's quite interesting to set up a stall. I've never made money before. This is the first time I know that making money can be so happy," Yang Xiaojin said.

For the next few days, Yang Xiaojin went to set up a stall in high spirits. Then, Ren Xiaosu sat in the stall and read while accompanying her.

"I just feel that if we continue like this, we'll delay Miss Xiaojin." Sister Hu sighed and said, "She's such a good girl."

Wang Yuexi did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Okay, okay, okay. I'll ask the service hall tomorrow to see if there are any vacant temporary positions so that I can get her a stable job."

"Then introduce her to someone else." Wang Yuexi said slowly, "I don't think they're married yet."

However, when he said this, Sister Hu raised her eyebrows. "People say that it's better to tear down ten temples than to tear down a marriage. How can I sow discord between people behind their backs? What would I be then? Matchmaker Wang? The one who helped Ximen Qing find a girl? I don't do this kind of thing. Although that young man doesn't do proper work, he seems to have a good relationship with him, so I want you to find a way to introduce him to a job. "

Yang Xiaojin asked curiously, "What kind of work?"

"If you ask me, you should stop setting up the stall. Otherwise, Sister Hu might think of something," Ren Xiaosu said.

Wang Yuexi's face turned bitter again. "Why do you keep talking about this? If you're such a busybody, why don't you go and maintain world peace?"

However, Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin were very calm, as if they couldn't see the questioning gazes.

When Yang Xiaojin was studying in Luoyang City, her monthly living expenses were tens of thousands.

She never had to worry about money when she was in the Yang Clan, and it was the same after she joined the Saboteurs. Yang Anjing had been operating in the underground world for many years and had long established a mature intelligence sales industry chain, as well as a hitman bounty system. Therefore, the Saboteurs had never been short of funds.

"You found out about it again?" Wang Yuexi said in annoyance.

After Sister Hu entered the house, Wang Yuexi saw that something was wrong with her expression and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you now? Didn't I buy you lipstick?"

In the end, Sister Hu couldn't take it anymore. After dinner that night, she went to visit Yang Xiaojin and said directly, "It's like this, Xiaojin. I've always felt that you guys can't go on like this, so I asked my husband to help find a job for Lü Xiaomi."

"I just want to see what kind of person the Young Marshal is. Can't I?" Sister Hu's expression suddenly became much livelier. "Look at the booklet. Our Northwest Young Marshal is simply a rare man in the world. I'm tired of looking at you every day. When the Young Marshal comes, I must go and take a look."

In their opinion, Ren Xiaosu would stay at the stall every day and read books. He never cared about the stall's management. When customers asked about the price, Ren Xiaosu would never raise his head and just let Yang Xiaojin take care of them.

"Why do you worry about the Young Marshal? Does he know you? I say, why do you worry about everything! "Wang Yuexi said.

Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, "Then sell potatoes. I'll plant five Potato Shooters in the backyard. That way, you can sell something every day. When the time comes, you can use a shed to cover them and not let others see the Potato Shooters. But before you sell them, you have to go through one more step. Pretend to go to the wholesale market a few kilometers away. That way, you can explain the source of the potatoes. "

Wang Yuexi picked up a mouthful of food and said, "I also want to be free. What she said is right."

"You don't know …" Sister Hu told him about how Yang Xiaojin had set up a stall to sell peaches in the morning.

Gradually, all the stall owners in the market knew that there was a young couple there. The girl was very hardworking, and the man was a lazy glutton …

Yang Xiaojin's tone sounded a little regretful.

To be honest, Ren Xiaosu couldn't quite understand. With Yang Xiaojin's current status, she didn't need to care about this bit of money, but she seemed to be very interested.

Wang Yuexi was surprised. "That doesn't have anything to do with you, does it?"

"The Young Marshal of the Northwest has suddenly become an idler in the eyes of a passerby. Thinking about it, it's quite interesting," Yang Xiaojin said with a smile.

Yang Xiaojin said, "But there aren't enough fruits on these peach trees to sell. There's only two of them."

In the eyes of outsiders, Ren Xiaosu seemed to look down on this kind of business. He must have studied so much that he had turned stupid.

Wang Yuexi, who was eating, almost choked. "Look, look, look. You can look at him, but he won't look at you!"

"Alright." Wang Yuexi didn't want to continue the conversation.

"Our Young Marshal is the one maintaining world peace. It's not my turn to do it." Sister Hu said happily, "Just tell me if you're going to help or not. If you're not going to help, you can go sleep on the sofa. You've been boasting so much about yourself all day, but when it comes to work, you'll be all fired up!"

Now that she had suddenly started making money on her own, she felt that it was very interesting and fulfilling just to keep the few cents and RMB she earned from selling peaches …

"Just now, Sister Hu said that she's going to introduce me to a job." Ren Xiaosu picked up a piece of pork rib and said, "This Sister Hu is really a good person, but she's a little too enthusiastic. She probably felt sorry for you when she saw you setting up your stall, so she's thinking about it."

"It's a job in the reception hall of the Administrative Centre. It's a temporary position in the Civil Affairs Department." Sister Hu said, "Although it's a temporary position, it's still a job that many people can only dream of. You should persuade Xiaomi not to stay at home all the time. A man should understand the responsibilities on his shoulders. How can he let a girl like you shoulder all the responsibilities?"



At this moment, Sister Hu suddenly remembered something. "By the way, didn't the stronghold say that the Young Marshal should be coming back to the Northwest? Why hasn't there been any movement from him yet?"

"It's not about the lipstick!" Sister Hu said, "I only asked you to help me buy some lipstick, but you keep talking about it as though you've made a great contribution. I'm angry because I told the young man next door that I would introduce him to a job. But he actually said it was good to be idle."

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