An Ruoxi said that becoming the richest man in Southern Chu did not rise together.

After learning the identity of her husband, she had such thoughts.

To have power and to have money.

"If Xiaoxi really wants to become the richest man, support her husband. But if you just want to help your husband, Xiaoxi can think again. "Si Moxuan will always be, as long as his cat really likes it, he will support it.

"For my husband, for myself, for our future. I used to think that it was good to live a life of a man and a weaver, but the identity of the husband is so careful that we can't ......"

Si Moxuan interrupted lightly: "There is a way, after the husband has dealt with the matter here, we will go into hiding." Live the life of a man ploughing and a woman weaving. ”

"Well, I know. But if you want to help your husband, you can't help by force, so help me with money, I think it's good for me to make money, and now I find that I can make money by myself and help everyone make money together, and I'm also very happy. "No wonder so many people want to get rich, it's a really good feeling to be rich.

Si Moxuan looked at the cat like this and nodded: "Okay, then become the richest man." ”

This is not difficult for me to set up.

"Okay." An Ruoxi looked at Si Moxuan with a smile, her face full of happiness.

No matter what he wants to do, this man will be by his side to support him, and such a sense of happiness cannot be expressed in words.

When they returned by ox cart, the couple discussed the affairs of An and Buzhuang.

Although it is called a cloth village, it is actually very large, and it not only sells cloth, but also weaves and dyes.

In the past, when Mr. An was there, when the business of the cloth village was good, there were hundreds of people inside.

As soon as Old Man An died, the business slowly fell, until now, there are more than 20 people inside.

It's all supported by a few regular customers.

Now there are more than a dozen walks, and now the main thing is to recruit people.

Si Moxuan proposed: "Go to Lu Simao, and their husband and wife should be able to introduce a few reliable ones." ”

An Ruoxi's eyes lit up: "Yes, Brother Lu knows a lot of people, it's completely okay." Then let's go to Brother Lu now. ”

"Okay."

When I went to Dexing Village here, Anfu was crying.

The face of the person who was beaten by An Fuxiang was blue and purple.

It is estimated that An Fuxiang's bravery yesterday made Zhao honest about something.

Although the Zhao family was distressed, but when he was not going to take care of the cloth village and the shop, he saw that the cloth village steward sent his son back.

Seeing his son's half-dead appearance, Zhao lay on his son and cried.

"What are you crying about, crying and mourning?" An Fuxiang is now completely unpleasant to the Zhao family.

And when he reprimanded, Zhao really didn't dare to cry.

An Fuxiang looked at the steward and asked, "What happened?" ”

The steward honestly told what had happened today, and did not exaggerate by half.

He knew now that the big girl and the mute were people who couldn't afford to offend at all.

When An Fuxiang heard this, he scolded with a dark face: "No brain, Lord Xue dares to go wild there, is the academy in the past few days white?" ”

An Baoqing also knew that he was impulsive, but he stiffened his mouth: "That is so rampant to rob us of things, I naturally can't ignore it." ”

An Fuxiang looked at the stupid mother and son and sneered: "What about now? was not only seriously injured by her, but also gave people a handle to say. ”

Zhao laughed while crying: "You know that you are here to say that now that your son is beaten like this, you can't think of a way?" ”