I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Chapter 162: Open a new store

"Sun blowing across the face!"

The third child licked the paper, his eyes filled with curiosity.

When it comes to food, it's arguably my greatest love in this life.

He turned his head and glanced at Erga beside him, his eyes wide open, giving the impression that they were about to pop out.

Erga could tell what kind of shit this guy was going to do just by looking at his eyes.

"No, we have important business to attend to, let's not waste time here."

Erga showed no mercy and turned to leave after saying that.

Seeing this, the old man standing nearby was not about to let them leave.

We finally managed to catch two passersby, how could we give up so easily?

Besides, business is very difficult now, and it's impossible to find someone who can eat eight bowls of noodles in one go like before.

The old man's eyes held a hint of bitterness, and his voice carried a pleading tone.

"Esteemed guests, you can take care of your business after you finish your noodles."

"Look at the young man next to you, he looks like he's been starving for a long time."

"No matter how tough things get for us, we can't let our brothers suffer."

"..."

The old man feigned concern, rubbing his dry, wrinkled hands as he looked at the two of them.

"Erga".

Sanwa stretched out his big hand and grabbed Erga, who was about to turn and leave, and said in a weak voice.

"We've been working outside all day, we should treat ourselves!"

Erga was a little impatient and glared at him.

"You have the nerve to say that? I was the one who was busy all day."

"Stop talking nonsense. Either leave, or you stay here and eat by yourself."

Seeing his good brother looking angry, Sanwa could only laugh awkwardly.

"Erga, I'll stay here if you want."

"But could you give me some money? I don't have any money on me!"

"!!!"

Erga, who was originally planning to leave, became furious upon hearing what this guy said.

He stopped and turned around.

"Who told you to send the money back to your hometown?"

"I have no money, but you can take my life. Are you coming or not?"

Erga sounded extremely impatient, and didn't even bother to look at him again.

He felt extremely unhappy whenever the matter was brought up.

The two of them have been playing together since they were little.

Since Sanwa got married, he has kept his distance from everyone else and frequently borrows money from his close friends.

Looking back, in the eyes of his brothers, Sanwa was an honest, sincere and kind person.

And now...

He always says he has no money whenever he goes out.

But he still ate the same amount of food as before, eating more than anyone else.

Even the closest of brothers couldn't stand him like this!

Erga secretly made up his mind that he would make Sanwa know the consequences of giving money to his wife today.

How can a grown man be tied down by his wife, unable to even afford a penny for a steamed bun when he's out and about? How embarrassing is that?

Just in time.

Fang Xiaoxiao led Zhou Wenjian out of Wenyue Pavilion.

"Wenjian, do you think we should open a branch in Jiangnan Province?"

"Or we could set up a main store in Jiangnan Province, and the one in Changle County would be a branch."

After listening, Zhou Wenjian hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly.

"I think the second option that my wife came up with is good."

"According to what Manager Zhu just said, the reputation of our Lingxi Pavilion has now spread throughout Jiangnan Province."

"Many people are looking for people to buy goods from the store and sell them in Jiangnan Province."

"Moreover, judging from Manager Zhu's description, the profits are quite substantial, almost exceeding our own store's monthly revenue!"

Just now, they were invited by Zhu Wen, who said that since they were not major families in Jiangnan Province, they wanted to cooperate.

So Zhou Wenjian went with Fang Xiaoxiao.

After the group discussed the matter, they reached a cooperation agreement.

Lingxi Pavilion did not ship 1,000 sets of face masks to each of the four major families in Jiangnan Province, but instead shipped 10,000 pills, which is equivalent to 1,000 bottles.

This is equivalent to Lingxi Pavilion supplying approximately 8,000 sets of face masks and pills to the four major families of Jiangnan Province each month.

Although their Lingxi Pavilion's pill and facial mask production workshop has now become quite mature.

The monthly overproduction is around 7,000, and with a little extra effort, producing 10,000 is not a problem.

However, there is a major drawback to this, namely the issue of venue.

The venue currently in use was provided by Wang, the richest man in China.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenjian immediately voiced some of his thoughts.

"My wife, what do you think?"

"Um……"

Fang Xiaoxiao was also reflecting on her current situation.

After listening to Zhou Wenjian's suggestions and ideas, I felt that what he said made perfect sense.

“I think it’s a good idea, so let’s set up the headquarters in Jiangnan Province.”

"Besides, there's a dock there, which makes transportation not only convenient but also much cheaper than land transportation."

As the two talked, they arrived at a noodle stall.

Fang Xiaoxiao looked up and saw an old acquaintance.

The old man also saw the two of them approaching at the same time.

I originally wanted to try to persuade these two strange-looking, ugly oddballs in front of me.

He immediately changed his mind, a fawning smile on his face, and turned to walk towards Fang Xiaoxiao and her companion.

They were about ten meters apart.

The old man shouted in his hoarse voice.

"Oh, it's been a long time, esteemed guests."

"Same as before, one bowl of plain noodles per person, right?"

The old man had a smile on his face and started moving, running towards his small noodle stall.

In his mind, as long as he acted quickly enough, he wouldn't have to worry about the two of them refusing.

He could say he learned this trick from a lame man who sold noodles in the next village.

Fang Xiaoxiao initially wanted to refuse.

But the old man was too quick, so Zhou Wenjian could only sigh helplessly and look at him with a hint of complaint and teasing.

“Look, if everyone in our store were like him, business would probably be much better.”

“What you say is absolutely right. We can train them like this after we open a new store in Jiangnan Province.”

Zhou Wenjian also felt that his wife was absolutely right.

The two chatted as they found a place to sit down.

at this time.

Erga and Sanwa, left standing to the side by the old man, immediately turned pale.

Especially Erga.

He originally intended to ignore the old man selling noodles, and even the third child.

But now, he doesn't think that way anymore.

As the saying goes, "It's not about steaming buns, it's about saving face."

Being ignored on the spot is absolutely unacceptable.

That's practically slapping someone in the face.

Erga snorted coldly and said irritably.

"That old geezer, he was just begging for help a moment ago."

"But then his smile changed, as if he was completely disregarding us."

"Then I'll kill him!"

Sanwa's face darkened, and he reached for the short dagger hidden in his bosom.

"you're so dumb!"

"Put it away quickly..."

Erga raised his hand and slapped the back of his hand, cursing under his breath.

This completely baffled the third child, who asked in bewilderment.

"Erga, what are you doing?"