Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 1636 - 1635: Theater Transforms into Supermarket

Bei Lingsu heard about the commotion outside and felt a bit worried. "If you keep going like this, you might really provoke some expert who’ll want to take you down."

Up till now, she still hadn’t figured out what method the Tianlong Gang used to conceal their presence. When she asked Bei Yun, he always dodged the question and refused to explain.

As the saying goes, there’s always someone better out there, and those Aristocratic Families have legacies spanning hundreds of years—with foundations solidly established. Qiao Xiaomai had such a knack for rallying hate; if she truly roused someone’s fury, no one would be able to save her.

"What expert could there be? If there were any, they’d have jumped out long ago! Didn’t the Retired Emperor wipe out the Shen Family and Wu Family with ease?" Qiao Xiaomai waved her hand dismissively, unconcerned.

"I’m really enjoying the current situation," she said with a big grin.

In two lifetimes, she’d never felt so carefree.

Bei Lingsu shook her head helplessly. "Are you really not planning to sell Floral Dew?"

"No plans, at least not this year."

"But didn’t you say before that you wanted to sell agricultural products?" Bei Lingsu asked.

"Not anymore," Qiao Xiaomai shook her head. "I can slowly sell them at the Shadow Puppet Theater. They’ll all sell eventually."

She intended to wait until the New Year to organize a major promotion for the autumn harvest. The crops she harvested then—Xiaomi, sweet potatoes, soybeans, sesame, and more—filled the Warehouse in towering piles.

At the time, she was worried she wouldn’t be able to sell them, hence the big promotion idea. But the business at the Shadow Puppet Theater was phenomenal, with sweet potato dumplings rivaling monkey brains in popularity and selling out daily—no concerns about stock rotting away unsold in the Warehouse anymore.

Moreover, she found ways to turn the sesame and Xiaomi into snacks, selling them slowly without any issues regarding demand.

"With the current stock, it won’t even last until next year’s sweet potato harvest. I estimate it’ll all be gone by spring. And this is solely selling in the Capital City—other Shadow Puppet Theaters in different regions don’t even have anything to sell."

If the Shadow Puppet Theaters nationwide started selling simultaneously, the stock would likely be gone well before the New Year.

"Besides, it’s winter now. Snow-covered roads are difficult to traverse, and the cold weather keeps people indoors. Better not strain ourselves."

"What about eggs, poultry, or livestock?" Bei Lingsu asked again.

The Field Manor raised plenty of livestock, including chickens and ducks. The eggs produced were either turned into salted duck eggs or century eggs, originally planned for the New Year promotions as well. But who could’ve predicted the Shadow Puppet Theater’s business would be this great?

"I’m selling them gradually at the Shadow Puppet Theater—five coins apiece—and they’re selling really well," Qiao Xiaomai responded.

Five coins—a product from Qiao Xiaomai only selling for five coins? Truth be told, when the century eggs and salted duck eggs debuted at the two Shadow Puppet Theaters, the staff there were utterly shocked.

Only five coins?

Could this be right?

Once confirmed, people immediately rushed to buy them.

Since they were sold in the Main Hall on the first floor, even ordinary folk were willing to pay for one.

From the moment Qiao Xiaomai rose to fame, she had become a living legend. That anything she sold now could be priced at just five coins—even the poorest buyer couldn’t resist purchasing one to try.

Honestly, this was the cheapest item Qiao Xiaomai had ever sold since her rise to prominence.

Buying one was akin to striking gold—absolutely no lost value there.

"Every time we release new stock, it gets snatched up immediately. We constantly have to assign people to maintain order, or there’d be stampedes," Qiao Xiaomai added.

"As for the pigs, well, we’ll sell their meat at the Shadow Puppet Theater when the time comes. Directly selling pork—there’ll definitely be buyers."

The two Shadow Puppet Theaters were essentially like two supermarkets. Whatever she produced could just be sold there; with her impeccable quality, there was no reason to worry it wouldn’t sell. She didn’t even need to bother with a big New Year promotion.