Exile after Divorce? Empty the Scumbag Husband First!-Chapter 139 - 137: You Want 20 Wen for This Crappy Jar?!
She collected her emotions and smoothly entered the city’s market with Xie Huai’an.
Vendors lined the street on both sides, carrying all sorts of items to sell, and although the shops on either side were small, they were densely packed.
Ruan Mian weighed her pack and looked around, searching for a good spot to set up her stall.
Xie Huai’an was a step ahead, helping her find a spot and setting her things there.
She began by emulating others’ selling methods, taking out her little hand-warmers and down vests.
Looking around, the vendors were selling strange and exotic bottles and jars, or essential foods like sugar candies. Her items were the only ones without names.
The exquisite and cute pottery hand-warmers did catch some attention from passersby, but few inquired.
When someone came forward to ask for the price, Ruan Mian stated it was twenty coins. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
The person was shocked: "Just this lousy jar for twenty coins?! You’re not here to do business, but to rob, right?!"
Ruan Mian was momentarily speechless, so she patiently explained: "Ma’am, this is handcrafted; I made it myself with clay. The materials and lining are of top quality."
"It’s both beautiful and insulating, try it and see."
The person left before Ruan Mian could finish.
Others heard the price of twenty coins and didn’t even want to look.
There was no need for her to sell cheaply, as she wasn’t short on money. It was clear that these people weren’t her target audience.
Since the pottery jars weren’t useful and wouldn’t fetch a price, she decided to promote the down vests.
Although spring had begun here, winters were long, and in a few months, it would get cold again. These warm vests were sure to be needed.
But the vest’s style was not accepted, and along with the pottery jar’s price, it had already discouraged some people. So, the vest faced little interest.
Even the people passing by her stall grew fewer and fewer.
Ruan Mian pondered for a moment and found Xie Huai’an: "Sir, if things continue like this, we might return empty-handed. Why don’t you help me?"
Xie Huai’an looked puzzled, and after Ruan Mian said a few words, he started calling out again.
This time, she shouted openly, indeed attracting the attention of some passersby, among them Xie Huai’an disguising as a pedestrian.
He came over, put on the vest, extended his arms, and praised it repeatedly.
"This clothing is indeed as the lady said, it’s very warm. And it’s light to wear; I can put on a coat over it without anyone noticing. Wow, it really gets warmer the longer you wear it!"
Ruan Mian laughed: "Isn’t it so, sir? This warm vest is suitable for everyone; men, women, and children can wear it. Once you wear it, the cold wind from outside can’t get through! It’s really warm."
"That’s great! I’ll buy a few more for my parents."
Ruan Mian quickly helped him select, and their conversation indeed sparked curiosity among onlookers.
"Sir, is this strange garment really as warm as you say?"
Xie Huai’an nodded without hesitation: "Try it, and you’ll know. Once you put it on, you might not feel much at first, but the longer you wear it, the warmer it gets."
The person suspiciously tried it on, initially feeling nothing, but after walking a few steps, as his body temperature gradually rose, his expression started to change.
"It’s really beginning to feel warmer, isn’t it?"
Ruan Mian took a deep breath; after all, the filling in this small vest was high-quality down.
The body temperature stayed locked inside the clothing, naturally keeping much warmer.
With this person’s experience, more people wanted to try it out.
Although the price was not cheap, much more expensive than ordinary hemp clothes, the effect was genuinely noticeable.
Thus, there were quite a few people willing to purchase it.
Within no time, those ten or so down vests were sold out.
Even a few pottery jars were sold along with them.
Ruan Mian saw Xie Huai’an smiling at her from afar, feeling grateful, she quickly packed her stall and invited him to explore the tasty foods in the market.
Having earned more than she expected, it was time to investigate the market here.
This was Ruan Mian’s main purpose for coming today.
Ruan Mian found that although the garrison was small, it was a prosperous place.
Moreover, the lifestyle habits weren’t very different from the Capital City. Ruan Mian initially thought the Liao Lie people’s customs might resemble those of the Jinsha Clan.
Upon inquiry, Xie Huai’an told her: "The Liao Lie Lanqiang and Da Jing were once one nation, later divided into three, undergoing several generations of changes. But many in the garrison are the earliest Da Jing refugees, so naturally, their habits are more similar."
So that’s how it was.
They arrived at a tavern, the food was rather sweet and not made particularly well.
After eating a lot of these things, Xie Huai’an felt that Ruan Mian’s cooking was better: "I think Mianmian wants to do business, how about opening a tavern here, anyway, you are not short of gold."
Knowing he was joking, Ruan Mian chuckled: "Sir, that’s a good idea, but running a successful tavern isn’t simple."
"When I do business, I typically take it slow. A tavern requires large upfront cost, and risk is high too. Given my current situation, I’m not suitable for such a demanding business."
"Oh? So has Mianmian thought of a better business strategy?"
Ruan Mian’s gaze fell on the cosmetics shop across from the tavern.
She took out a small jar from her pack: "Sir, don’t underestimate this little thing, it might even earn the most today!"
With that, she quickly finished her meal and headed straight to the cosmetics shop.
Inside, there was a strong fragrance of incense powder, and many women were selecting their desired items. The shopkeeper was so busy tallying numbers on his abacus that he couldn’t keep up.
Finally, when the shopkeeper had a moment of leisure, Ruan Mian approached with a cheerful greeting, explaining her purpose.
"Shopkeeper, are you in need of goods?" The shopkeeper stroked his beard, looking over quizzically: "Goods? My product supply is plentiful, no cosmetics shop in the entire garrison has more goods than us. Who is this lady..."
"Ruan Mian handed over her exquisite little jar, explaining her intent.
"This is my handmade Ginseng Moisturizing Cream, known for its beautifying and nourishing effects, it leaves the skin fair and moisturized, could the shopkeeper..."
Unexpectedly, before she could finish, the shopkeeper mistook her for a swindler, promptly kicking her out.
"Shoo, shoo! Don’t disturb my business here. If you want to scam, go to another shop! Otherwise, I’ll call the authorities!"
Ruan Mian was momentarily stunned, genuinely not expecting him to not even give her a chance to speak.
"Shopkeeper, I’m not here to scam you, but sincerely want to discuss a business deal. You just need to..."
"What rubbish business deal?! Can’t you see my shop is crowded? And you still want to talk business with me? Looking at you, you’re not a businesswoman, but a destitute outside the city wanting to trick me out of goods, right?"
