Chapter 1137
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If they didn't do business for a few days, it would be a loss for them.
Seeing that Mu Lan and Liang Jinqiao were in a bad mood, Zhao Yun 'er comforted them, "It's okay, Sister-in-law Mu Lan, Mother, we're very tired from setting up the stall every day. Let's go back and rest for a few days."
Liang Jinqiao sighed and said, "Sigh, that's what you say, but I still want to set up the stall. After all, we can only make money by setting up the stall. If we rest at home, not only will we not make any money, but we'll also have to spend money!"
Mu Lan agreed, "Yes, although it's a little tiring to set up the stall every day, I'm still very motivated when I think about making so much money. Now that the stall is ruined, what should we do in the future? Yun 'er, how long will it take for us to set up the stall again? "
Zhao Yun 'er shook her head and said, "I don't know either. I don't even know who we've offended this time. I'm afraid that when we set up the stall again, another group of people will come and ruin our stall.
We can take it once, but we can't take it twice. "
"Sigh …"
The more Zhao Yun 'er said, the more Mu Lan and Liang Jinqiao sighed.
Zhao Yun 'er could only shake her head.
These two people were too focused on making money.
Zhao Yun 'er had to comfort them, "It's okay, we can't set up the stall early. Let's try to get more tea back during this period. Maybe we can make more money."
"Really?" Mu Lan looked up at Zhao Yun 'er.
"Of course it's true!"
"Okay, Yun 'er, let's go to the mountains to pick tea during the day!"
"Okay!"
Before going back, Zhao Yun 'er went to the pottery factory and ordered a batch of pottery.
In the past, when she talked to the people who made ceramics, these people knew what Zhao Yun 'er needed. They agreed to make a few samples first. When the time came, Zhao Yun 'er would come to take a look. If Zhao Yun' er was satisfied, they would mass produce it.
After finishing these, Zhao Yun 'er drove back to the village.
…
When she returned to Old Zhao's house, Zhao Ping 'er and Qin Yuan didn't come today. However, Old Zhao's house was still very lively.
Young Master Meng was very fast and sent some things over.
Although it wasn't as much as Zhao Yun last time, to the villagers, Zhao Yun 'er, they felt that the things were very valuable.
Zhao Yun 'er's, Zhao Yun's, and Zhao Yun's and Zhao Yun's are.
The date of Zhao Xinhui's marriage was also set. Young Master Meng would come to pick her up in three days.
Because of the things that Young Master Meng sent over, Huo Chunhua still agreed even though she was a bit reluctant to part with Zhao Xinhui.
Three days was three days. Anyway, the bride's family didn't need to prepare much.
"Mother, it's only three days. Can we make it in time?" Zhao Xinhui asked Huo Chunhua.
In her opinion, three days was too rushed.
She had to prepare well for her wedding. She couldn't be too shabby or too casual. Otherwise, how could she be glamorous?
Huo Chunhua held Zhao Xinhui's hand and said with a smile, "We can make it in time. How can we not make it in time? Hui 'er, the sooner you get married, the sooner you can enjoy happiness. It's better than eating vegetables at home, right? "
Zhao Xinhui felt that Huo Chunhua's words made sense.
The food at home was too shabby. How could it be better than Young Master Meng?
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