Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 1589 - 1588 News Spreads Throughout Daqi_1

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Chapter 1589: Chapter 1588 News Spreads Throughout Daqi_1

"So what if they suspect? Even if they do, they still have to buy my stuff in the end, don’t they? And as long as the Yang Family doesn’t suspect anything, I’ve got nothing to worry about,"

Qiao Xiaomai said, raising her eyebrows, "With the Yang Family backing me, who do I need to suck up to?"

In the past, she would have been anxious about silver, but now there was no need to rush.

Bei Yun saw the provocative look on her face and clicked his tongue, "It’s better to keep a low profile in life, in case some ’god’ pops up one day and wipes you out."

As he said this, he couldn’t help but turn his head to look at Bei Lingsu.

Such words were a bloody reflection of himself!

Qiao Xiaomai didn’t respond outwardly upon hearing this, but internally she decided to ask Yang Wenxiao for more people. She had to make the Qiao Residence as impregnable as a fortress, so not even a fly could get in.

She would also ensure strict security when traveling, never giving anyone a chance to take advantage.

"Lingsu, do you want to learn this weaving method?" Qiao Xiaomai asked.

"Why should I learn that?"

"To weave one for yourself, it’s quite fun."

Upon hearing this, Bei Lingsu took another few looks and couldn’t resist nodding; she wanted to learn!

When Bei Yun saw this, he couldn’t help but shake his head; he didn’t see what was so enjoyable about it.

With nothing else to do, he stuffed his mouth with food as he rarely got the chance to freeload a meal from Bei Lingsu—he ate as much as he could!

After eating, while Bei Lingsu was still discussing the weaving with Qiao Xiaomai, he had nothing better to do and went to find Tong Sanlang.

Tong Sanlang’s health had improved a bit, and he seemed like a normal person on the surface, but he still felt pain in his chest, indicating that he wasn’t fully healed.

However, any improvement was good news. He had finished writing Journey to the West and was currently working on this month’s "Daqi Monthly." With only a bit more than half a month left until the sixth of June, promoting their goods in "Daqi Monthly" now should attract more people to buy them when the time comes.

His thoughts were the same as Qiao Xiaomai’s—they’d prefer to sell everything they needed to in one day as retailing was too troublesome.

Bei Yun glanced at it a few times, saw no fun in it, and turned to leave.

Ah, he’d better just focus on earning money to buy more Floral Dew; at half price, missing this opportunity would mean waiting another year.

The news that Qiao Xiaomai was going to sell Watermelon Crayfish and Floral Dew at half price at the Imperial Manor on the sixth of June spread quickly throughout Daqi after being published in "Daqi Monthly."

By this time, the rumors about Qiao Xiaomai owning a cornucopia had also spread throughout Daqi. Some people believed it, some didn’t.

Believe it or not, anyone who could afford it was already preparing to head to Capital City.

After all, the quality of the Floral Dew and Watermelon was there for all to see, and if they missed this chance, there was no telling when it would come again.

They cared solely for the products, as for the person who produced them, they turned a blind eye.

After all, nobody thinks about the fact that the egg they’re eating came from a chicken’s rear end.

Now that many places had bluestone roads, getting to Capital City was quite convenient. Anyone who could, hitched up their horse carriages and set out on their journey.

In Capital City, Qiao Xiaomai counted her stock of watermelons, crayfish, and Floral Dew carefully, feeling that there was too little.

It was definitely too little; these three items were sure to sell out once available. With such a lucrative opportunity at hand, she decided that she should put out more goods for sale.

What to put out...

Woollen sweaters would be a good choice. The wool that Gina’s Father had brought was now spun into yarn, and having the Embroidery Ladies work extra had ensured that many pieces could be finished in time.