Those officials are used to drilling camps, and most of their hearts and livers are black, thinking of this, Ning Yan smiled, her cotton can't be ruined by these people.

The cotton jacket was done, and Wu Youniang made another cotton pants.

Looking at the little cotton clothes, Wu Youniang's eyes were straight.

"Okay, there is still a surplus of cotton, don't show this kind of appearance that you haven't seen good things, make two sets for Mr. Xue and Mr. Yang, if there is any left, you can make one set for yourself."

When Ning Yan's words fell, Wu Youniang raised her head suddenly, with surprise and doubt in her eyes: "Then, what about you?" ”

"I don't need it." It's not that she doesn't need it, she is a soldier king and relies on righteousness...... Fart, people who exercise regularly have a strong internal fire, and, while taking advantage of the winter to exercise their bodies, after high-intensity exercise, where do you still need cotton clothes.

Wu Youniang was moved and at a loss in her heart.

How can there be such a good master in the world, cotton clothes, but it's a good thing!

Although it is not as good as fox fur, it is not something that ordinary people can wear.

No, it should be said that ordinary people can't afford to wear it whether they are or not.

Ning Yan didn't stay at home for long, and Ning Yan was also very curious about why Ning Qianci hadn't come back yet.

Ning Qianqi didn't look like that person would cause trouble.

went to the county seat and asked for Awang to help, and Ning Yan found a merchant who had recently gone to the capital.

The businessman is very profitable, and he is also very sophisticated.

Hearing Ning Yan's request, he didn't even accept Ning Yan's purse.

He excused himself and said: "Where do you use these, let's make friends, since you are a student who entered Beijing to take the exam, then if you either live in an inn or rent a small courtyard, I will help you take a look at it then." ”

"Then this time it's hard work, Master Cheng."

"Ning Niangzi is still too polite." The smile on the face of the businessman surnamed Cheng has never changed.

Ning Yan sighed in his heart that a businessman surnamed Cheng would do business: "You can't let Master Cheng run away for nothing like this." ”

"So? If Ning Niangzi doesn't dislike it, can Lao Cheng be allowed to sell sugar-fried chestnuts in the capital. ”

"......" chestnuts are different from barbecue, how to fry them can be understood at a glance.

This Master Cheng said a little tactfully, if you don't tell her, it's okay to sell it in the capital.

Now put it out on the bright side and say it...... What a smart person.

"Absolutely." Ning Yan nodded.

The surname Cheng is surnamed Cheng, the surname of the businessman is Cheng, a single name is a Confucian character, and when he was young, he also wanted to study to become a scholar, but his talent was limited.

"Then Cheng Mou thanked Mrs. Ning first."

"I wish Master Cheng a lot of money."

After saying a few polite words, Ning Yan left the teahouse.

Walking on the trail of the county seat, you can also see children in uniform holding a dustpan and a rattle in their hands.

While walking around shaking the rattle.

After the rattle sounded, a child pushed open the door and exchanged chestnuts with a copper plate or two with the uniformed child.

You can also think of using a rattle instead of shouting, or shouting while shaking the rattle, and now the Tongxian rattle is no longer a special thing for children, but a synonym for chestnuts.

Ning Yan laughed under his breath.

The wisdom of the masses is truly limitless.

No one is really stupid, as long as you think, there will always be ways to make life better.

Take a walk around the county.

When passing by the medical hall, Ning Yan saw an acquaintance.

If you look closely, it's not Mama Bai.

The little girl who followed behind Mama Bai had a sad face: "Mama, what did you say happened to the second wife recently, her temper is getting more and more white and weird?" ”

"Where is the wife's business, you take care of it, hurry up and grab the medicine."

"I know, I know, I know, the tranquilizer," the little girl said, and walked into the medical hall.

Hearing the conversation between Mama Bai and Mama, Ning Yan was in a much better mood.

After pretending to be a ghost last time, the second wife was able to frighten until now, and she really had a ghost in her heart.

If there are no ghosts, where are there so many things.

Xu and Ning Wan'er were also scared by her before, but the month was not good, and after a few days, it was fine.

The second wife is not in good health, and the white master is a man, and the county government is too busy with the affairs of the county government, where can she have time to pay attention to a small shop, so her sugar water pastry shop can be opened.

Walking to the front of the repaired shop, Ning Yan took the key and opened the door.

The shop is not small, the windows are big enough, the inside is also bright, and there are many white tables and chairs, and the chairs are in the simple style of later generations.

The table is also painted white, which looks clean and bright.

There are also two cabinets made of glass on the side.

Once the pastry is made, it can be placed in a glass cabinet for anyone to choose.

The kitchen space is not small, there are various types of pots and stoves in it, and there is also a local oven.

There is also a vase of dried flowers in the kitchen.

It's very elegant and beautiful.

I am very satisfied with the shop Ning Yan.

Walking to the opposite side of the shop, it was also the same decoration, but the shop on the opposite side was bought together with the small courtyard behind the shop.

The kitchen is not small, but it is not big.

If there are many guests, fruits, flour, milk, and milk are available in the small courtyard room, and there is also a temporary warehouse.

The plane is also good, and the barbecue shop is a street away.

When I returned to the courtyard, I found that it was Mrs. Jia who talked about the opening day of the sugar water shop.

"Big lady, what's the name of our shop?" Lan Zhi's ears are more sensitive, and when he heard Ning Yan's words, his face was happy, and he came out and asked.

"......" this, it seems that I really haven't thought about it.

"Ning Ji!" Anyway, her surname is Ning, and she is very satisfied with this name, Ning Yan.

Lan Zhi walked inside with a smile, probably telling a few little sisters about it.

There is no dislike for simple names.

The reason why I asked Ning Yan was because I wanted to know where I would work in the future.

Jia Pozi is more meticulous than Ning Yan: "Big lady, if you open a shop, the thing called the cake will definitely sell well, but there are not many cow's milk, so you can't let Chen Yu send it every time." ”

"That's right." Since the shop is going to open, the raw materials must be ready.

"If this is the case, the old slave will have nothing to do at this time, you can buy a few cows that produce milk and raise them here, and Eleven and Le Er don't have to go out to sell chestnuts, those things have no effect on one more person or one less, let them go outside to get some cow straw or hay, what do you think?"

"Yes." There was already a horse shed in this yard in the suburbs, but now there are no horses in the horse barn, and it should be filled with a few cows.

"Nacheng, you go find someone to make the door plaque first."

"Okay." Ning Yan nodded and walked over to Jiang Hong.

By this time, the weather has cooled, and the sound of the juicer is not very good.

Jiang Hong's business with his father has also eased.

Hearing the knock on the door, he got up and opened the door, and saw Ning Yan's eyes light up.

In Jiang Hong's eyes, Ning Yan is already almost like the God of Wealth.

"Ning Niangzi came here to add something?"

"Custom-made two plaques, just write Ning Ji."

"Ning Ji?" Jiang Hong's eyes narrowed, and he asked as if unintentionally, "Does Ning Niangzi have a shop to open?" ”

"But no, don't bother the two masters, you should have time." Ning Yan never took his eyes off Jiang Hong when he spoke.