Lie Ying: All the villains in my family have been reborn

Chapter 76 Setting Up a Stall
As for the county seat, Wen Nian was not familiar with his three children.

Fortunately, when they made clothes before, Deng Wenshu was asked to find a suitable place in the city first.

A group of people left the bus station with their backs or their backs.

Deng Wenshu took them straight to the compound of the family members of the employees of the agricultural machinery production factory in Lingmeng County.

Since they set off early and took the earliest bus, it is not yet eight o'clock in the morning.

Those who go to work and go to school to buy and sell things are still on the way.

It makes the county town and others bustling with people, which is a busy scene.

"The girl is here, and in front of you is the family courtyard of the workers of the agricultural machinery factory."

Ten people, big and small, didn't bother to eat breakfast, and it took a full hour to arrive outside the courtyard of the agricultural machinery factory.

"I have inquired with many people according to what you mean. In our county, this factory has the most abundant people, and the workers here have a high income."

"Okay, let's put the things over there at the intersection."

Wen Nian observed the surrounding area and stopped at an intersection, "It's just right to set up a stall here."

"Don't tell me, the place the girl chose is really good."

Ma Cong smiled, "There are also steamed buns and fried dough sticks over there."

"They also sell noodles."

While putting down the burden, Deng Wenshu echoed his wife's words, "It smells pretty good."

"Okay, let's arrange the things and take the children to eat noodles."

Wen Nian said with a cheerful smile, "It's rare to go to the city, and I can't even eat the food in the city."

She squatted down and lowered the pannier on her back.

Seeing this, Deng Wenshu quickly came over to help: "Sister, take the children to eat first, and your sister-in-law and I will make arrangements here."

"It's okay, let's fix it together."

Wen Nian smiled and took out a five-yuan meal from his pocket and handed it to Jiadong, "Jiadong, take your younger brothers and sisters to eat noodles first."

"This……"

Jiadong looked at his parents and hesitated to accept the money.

"Go ahead, this is a public account, my aunt can't afford to invite you now."

Wen Nian didn't wait for Mangzi and his wife to speak, but said first, "When I make money later, my aunt will treat you to better food."

"Hurry up and take it, take your brothers and sisters to eat."

Ma Conghua urged his son, "You can settle the bill with my mother. If you are cheated, see if my mother doesn't beat your ass."

"Know it."

Jiadong was not at all surprised when his mother threatened him like this, "Jiasheng, let's go, let's eat noodles."

Jia Sheng looked at his mother: "Mom, then come over quickly after you are busy, I will take my younger brothers and sisters there."

"Go, you must be hungry after so long."

Wen Nian watched as the children left, turned away and began to help arrange the long case he had brought, and spread a new layer of plastic sheeting on it.

Only then did the clothes be taken out by size and neatly arranged.

"Yeah, are you selling clothes?"

A woman in her forties who was selling vegetables next to her came over with her hands clasped, and looked at it carefully, "This style is pretty, why haven't I seen it before?"

Ma Conghua was about to say that it was due to her own sister, when Wen Nian said with a smile: "Yes, this is a new model from Shanghai."

"Sister, it's almost the Chinese New Year, have you ever thought about preparing a set for your children?"

Her voice is gentle and friendly, without the slightest trace of fireworks.

She didn't look down on others just because she was a vegetable seller, which made people feel very comfortable.

Wen Nian knows that in this era, only the rich can afford small businesses.

In any working family, there may not necessarily be such people who earn more.

"This...how did you sell it?"

Hearing this tone, the woman felt very comfortable, and couldn't help but ask a little more, "The things that come from the devil must be very expensive, right?"

(End of this chapter)