Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

In ancient times, women from wealthy families had to twist their heads when going out after getting married.

Not a single strand of hair should be left near the face.

Otherwise, others will think that this woman is just learning the hook-and-roll style, a flirtatious thing, and not a good thing.

Originally, in the village, everyone only tied their hair with cloth strips or held it up with wooden hairpins.

Broken hair is naturally inevitable.

But since the shop became bigger and stronger, Yan Xia's hair is tied up almost every day, and her broken hair is also covered with hair oil, so that she never gives anyone a chance to gossip.

The whole person looks grand and capable.

After dinner today, while reading her storybook, she took off her hair, thinking of loosening her scalp.

I'm going to bed soon anyway.

At this time, it was too late to take another turn, so Yan Xia got dressed and came out with her hair down.

The sky was not completely dark yet, and candles were lit in the courtyard.

The yard shown is very bright.

"Shopkeeper Yan, you..."

Su Anjiang heard the footsteps and turned his head. He wanted to say hello to Yan Xia, but when he saw her with her hair down, he was stunned.

Shopkeeper Yan’s hair is dark, thick, long and straight.

Scattered around the waist, the whole person looks like a goddess coming out of the forest, or a person transformed from an animal that has been practicing for thousands of years. The beauty is a bit unreal.

Wearing your hair down makes you look younger than wearing it in a bun.

At this time, Yan Xia was no worse than the sweet-scented osmanthus next to her.

Like sisters.

Su Anjiang had already liked her, even if he gave up after being rejected, his heartbeat still accelerated when he saw this scene.

"Brother Su, are you here to give me some money? Didn't I tell you not to be in a hurry? I won't wait to use it."

Yan Xia didn't notice his expression.

Just when Xiao Ji came out with a teapot, she took the teapot and sat down at the stone table.

Pour Su Anjiang a cup of tea.

"I just finished my meal and have nothing to do, so I decided to go out for a walk. Come on, here are two thousand three hundred taels in silver notes. Shopkeeper Yan, please count them."

Su Anjiang came to his senses, took out the banknote from his sleeve and handed it to Yan Xia.

"No more, I believe you."

Yan Xia stuffed it directly into his sleeves and actually threw it into the space.

The look of trusting him so much made Su Anjiang feel very comfortable.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Osmanthus fragrans is getting more and more beautiful. Moreover, she is at least three-thirds similar to you, Shopkeeper Yan. Both her appearance and temperament are excellent. She is truly a queen of the country. I wonder if she is getting married?"

The two chatted.

"Not yet. My Guihua is only seventeen. It won't be too late to see her next year. I'm thinking of keeping her for two more years. Anyway, the family is not short of money. I can afford to support her even if she never gets married."

"What's the point of not getting married? A woman has to support her husband and raise her children throughout her life."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xia rolled her eyes fiercely, but Su Anjiang was so busy talking that he didn't notice.

This was the reason why she rejected Shopkeeper Su so decisively in the first place.

Even if he is really nice, he always sounds like a father when he opens his mouth, which makes Yan Xia feel physically and psychologically uncomfortable.

But this kind of thinking was the majority in ancient times.

She was powerless to change, so she could only pretend not to care.

"I have many good friends, and the sons in my family are very good. Do you want to introduce them to you?"

People, as soon as they get older, they love to be matchmakers.

Regardless of male or female.

Yan Xia was speechless, "Haha, no need, let's talk about it next year. My Osmanthus has a thin face, so I won't consider it for the time being."

"Okay, if shopkeeper Yan has something to do in the future, please come to Su Antang to see me as soon as possible. Su will do his best to help."

"It's easy to talk, you don't have to be so polite. Anyway, I'll call you Brother Su, right? Come on, come on, have some tea."

After chatting for almost half an hour, Yan Xia saw that he had no intention of leaving yet.

Then he filled his cup with tea that he had not yet drank.

They are all good people in the business world.

How could I not understand what she meant?

Su Anjiang stood up quickly.

"Shopkeeper Yan, it's getting late. If you're free some other day, I'll be the host and treat you to a light meal. I'll take my leave today."

Yan Xia breathed a sigh of relief. Shopkeeper Su really knew what he was doing.

"Okay, then I won't keep you here. The shop is not big and there are so many women, so it is really inconvenient. When my family moves to a new house, I will invite you, Brother Su, to come and play. Slow down on the road and watch the road carefully."

"Okay, let's go now. There's no need to send you off. You can rest early."

"it is good--"

Watch him leave until the figure disappears at the entrance of the alley.

Yan Xia closed the door.

Lie back on the bed.

She took the silver out of the space and counted it.

Four banknotes worth five hundred taels, and three banknotes worth one hundred taels.

Not a cent is missing.

When you use it, just go to the bank to redeem it, or you can spend it directly with a banknote.

Much like a modern check.

very convenient.

Three days later, a news spread throughout Jiashe County.

Su Antang actually purchased five hundred-year-old ginseng at a high price. Among them, one ginseng had turned into a human form and was five hundred years old. There were also two three-hundred-year-old ginseng, which was in perfect condition. Even the smallest one was two hundred years old.

As soon as this news came out.

Xiao's Pharmacy instantly cooled down.

How can a three-hundred-year-old ginseng be compared to a five-hundred-year-old ginseng?

And he also transformed into a human form.

This shows that this ginseng can no longer be eaten and has become spiritual.

Many colleagues are skeptical and want to inquire about the news.

They were all driven out by Su Anjiang.

"Brother Su, let's get acquainted, and you can show me the five-hundred-year-old ginseng."

Xiao Teng licked her face and stayed outside Su Antang's door.

"As I said, the ginseng hasn't been dried yet. Once I seal it in a box, I will naturally take it out for display."

"Then it's okay for me to take a look. Just show it to me."

Su Anjiang was very angry.

He had a straight face and was completely unreasonable.

"No."

"Oh, I think you don't have any at all. You are just jealous that my shop has three hundred years of ginseng, and that my shop's business is better than yours. I'm afraid you found someone to spread the news. If you still have five hundred years of ginseng, where are you going to get it? With five hundred years of ginseng, you have to have a certain temperament."

Xiao Teng felt relieved.

Even if he relented, Su Anjiang would not let him see ginseng.

Explain what.

It means that he doesn't have 500-year-old ginseng at all.

What takes human form.

They are probably all fake.

He has lived for almost half his life and has never seen ginseng in human form.

How come it was such a coincidence that Su Anjiang bought it.

"Believe it if you believe it, or get out if you don't believe it. I said that on June 6rd, I will put the ginseng on display in the shop. It will not be up to you to decide whether it is true or false."

Su Anjiang was furious when he saw him.

I felt refreshed.

Let him squeal! Is there a 300-year-old ginseng that’s amazing?

What are you pretending to be?

When Su Anjiang opened his shop, Xiao Teng was still picking dung in the fields. Being a door-to-door son-in-law really drove him crazy and he didn't know his name.

Xiao Teng's Xiao is the surname of his wife's family.

Originally his name was Liu Teng.

There is an unwritten rule among the shopkeepers who open drug stores.

Whose shop can get medicinal materials that others don’t have.

Then his shop is the most powerful leader in the area.