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Chapter 1128

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The next morning, Zhao Yun 'er continued to set up her stall in Shang Yang City.

The tea leaves had been fried and left at home. Zhao Yun 'er did not bring them over.

The tea leaves were fried, but the packaging was a problem.

She could not just casually put them in a large jar like what she gave to the district magistrate.

If she sold them, at least it would look more classy. Otherwise, no matter how good the tea was, if the packaging was not good enough, people would feel that it was very low-class.

Just like marketing in the 21st century, if the packaging was exquisite, the price could be doubled, or even dozens of times.

Zhao Yun 'er thought that there were no plastic paper boxes in this era. Naturally, there was no way to store the tea leaves.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Yun 'er thought of pottery jars.

If she custom-made a batch of pottery jars the size of a can and made them look exquisite, it should be very good. She could draw some elegant flowers such as plum blossoms, orchids, chrysanthemums, and bamboos on them. Those scholars or people who flaunted their culture would definitely like them.

However, this ordinary pottery jar could probably only hold one or two grams of tea leaves. It could not store much.

It was actually not bad to buy a single one. She could package it and make it so that people could give it away …

After thinking about it like this, Zhao Yun 'er was ready to set up the stall, and then go to the place where pottery was made to ask.

Soon, Xiao Mao took them to Shang Yang City.

The booming business made Zhao Yun 'er very busy. Zhao Yun' er was also eager to find other ways to earn money. This way, she could be lazy sometimes and sleep in. She did not have to wake up before dawn every day.

When she was busy until nine o 'clock, there were fewer customers.

At this moment, she saw a girl walking over to her stall.

This girl was none other than Jin Ju, the girl who went on a blind date with her second cousin.

When Jin Ju came over, Zhao Yun 'er greeted her with a smile. "Are you here to buy breakfast? Come sit at the stall. Tell me what you want to eat and I'll get it for you! "

Zhao Yun'er originally intended to give it to Jin Ju for free. After all, if Jin Ju married Zhao Tianhu, she would be her second sister-in-law. She would not care about this little thing.

However, Jin Ju shook her head. Smelling the fragrant smell of the stall, she swallowed her saliva.

"I'm not here to buy breakfast, and I'm not sitting …"

Zhao Yun'er was slightly taken aback. "Then you're here to..."

Jin Ju stepped forward and handed a handful of change to Zhao Yun'er. She said to Zhao Yun'er, "I'm not here to buy breakfast. I'm here to return the money."

Zhao Yun'er looked at the twenty copper coins in her hand and was even more stunned.

"Pay back?"

Was this girl referring to the money she and Zhou Damei spent to eat at her place last time?

When Zhao Yun'er heard Jin Ju say that she would pay back the money, she just smiled and didn't take it to heart.

After all, she didn't expect them to pay, and she didn't intend to let them pay in the first place.

When she heard Jin Ju say that she would pay back the money, Zhao Yun'er felt that this girl was a little special.

However, Jin Ju said that it would be difficult for her to pay back the money. Zhou Damei looked like she was not a kind person. She would not give Jin Ju the money and let Jin Ju pay it back.

Now that Jin Ju came over and gave her twenty copper coins, Zhao Yun'er was curious. Where did Jin Ju get the money?

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