The mercenary queen traveled through time and space to ancient times and only wanted to farm

When Chen Qingxin went to get the smallest bamboo basket, a small hand grabbed the basket strap before her: "My young lady likes this little basket."

Chen Qingxin retracted his hand and glanced at the girl dressed as a maid who was speaking.

The girl held her chin high as she spoke.

Standing next to her was a girl of twelve or thirteen.

The girl was wearing an elegant green shirt, a light gauze like smoke, and a pleated skirt that looked like green grass with misty flowers, light and flowing.

Her waist is lightly tied with a light green palace belt, making her figure look graceful.

Chen Qingxin thought: The maid is so rude, the young lady is not much better.

You can tell by the hostile look in her eyes towards you.

Chen Qingxin didn't have time to chat with bored people. He packed up the things he liked, ignored them, and turned to walk towards another small basket.

"Stop right there!" the maid-looking woman shouted sternly.

There are so many people watching outside the door, how dare you ignore my young lady?

Is this okay?

The maid snorted coldly and blocked Chen Qingxin's way: "This little basket is also favored by my young lady, so be smart and don't touch it!"

Her tone was full of arrogance.

There were whispers around: "That girl is so unlucky to have run into a young lady from a wealthy family."

"It's her bad luck that she gets into trouble even when she buys something."

"I see that the little girl has sharp and clear eyes and a pretty face. Although she is wearing ordinary clothes, she has an extraordinary temperament. You just wait and see. It's still unknown who will win or lose."

"This daughter of Mr. Zhang's family may appear innocent on the surface, but she is quite cunning behind the scenes.

It is said that she hates girls who are prettier than herself, and will try to destroy them whenever she sees one.

"Keep your voice down. If someone hears us, we'll all be in trouble."

"What's so great about that? Isn't it just relying on my elder sister to be a concubine in the residence of the Minister of Revenue?"

"What's there to be proud of for a teenage girl to be a concubine of a 60-year-old man?"

"Of course there is. His father, Zhang Wanfu, was promoted to a clerk, a clerk outside a clerk, and he gets a salary but doesn't have to do any work. What do you think?"

"Their family was originally a landlord, with thousands of acres of fertile land and countless banknotes. It is said that they have several carriages and nearly a hundred servants and attendants."

……

Chen Qingxin listened to the whispers everywhere and raised his eyebrows calmly.

A plan was brewing in my mind. Is it good to have money?

Thank you very much to these two young ladies for your provocation, otherwise, I would have no reason to visit the official’s mansion.

Looks like there's something to do tonight.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingxin walked around the maid and continued to walk towards the small basket at the innermost part.

At this time, the maid stood in front of her again, staring at her with a pair of almond-shaped eyes and a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth.

It seems that the maid also knows a little bit of martial arts, otherwise, her movements wouldn't be so fast.

"Are you deaf? Did you treat what I just said to you as nonsense?" The maid raised her head and said.

This time Chen Qingxin acted quickly and held the small basket firmly in his hand: "What did you say? Say it again."

The maid sneered: "My peasant, my mistress said that all the small baskets in this shop now belong to my mistress. Excuse me, do you have any objection?"

Chen Qingxin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her with a faint smile on his face.

This smile made the maid feel cold all over.

But then she became angry and embarrassed.

"What are you laughing at?

My lady has never failed to get what she wanted, do you understand?

"Country bumpkin!"

Her angry eyes looked as if Chen Qingxin had dug up their ancestral grave.

Chen Qingxin put away his smile, shook his head, and said in agreement: "I really have no objection."

"You..." The maid choked, feeling like she had punched cotton, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"What do you mean 'me'? What did I do to you?" Chen Qingxin was playing with the small bamboo basket of trophies in his hands, looking at the two of them with teasing eyes.

There were bursts of laughter all around.

The gossip-mongers started a new round of discussion.

"I knew that girl was no ordinary girl. Zhang Xiaoying must have hit a wall this time. Hahaha! Just wait and see!"

"Evil will be punished by evil. If you don't suffer a loss, you won't learn a lesson. Do you really think Qingfeng Town belongs to the Zhang family?"

"That being said, how can a village girl fight against a man with a background in the capital?"

"Pfft! That's also called background? Brother, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about concubines?

The so-called concubine is someone who is specifically responsible for serving the master, you know?

Worse than a maid! Do you know how many concubines the Minister of Revenue has?"

"How many?"

"I heard from the cousin of my neighbor Wang's mother-in-law that Wang Xiaodan is the 88th child in her family."

"Pfft!" Chen Qingxin, who had excellent hearing, and the audience around the person who was speaking in a low voice, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My eldest daughter is very much loved by the Shangshu!" The maid yelled with her face flushed and her nose pointed to the sky.

"Do you know the answer?" The man next to him curled his lips.

The young man who was speaking was wearing a dark blue brocade robe and holding a sword in his hand. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

The characters from the TV series in his previous life emerged in Chen Qingxin’s mind: Wang Chao, Ma Han, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.

In fact, her guess was almost correct, and the person she guessed was even more powerful than those people.

"You..." The maid pointed her finger at him angrily, "Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"

The man showed no sign of weakness and spat on her hand: "If you want to hit me, then hit me! Stop talking nonsense."

The maid immediately raised her hands and rushed towards him.

The man didn't dodge or evade, letting her attack him in a frenzy. He simply used the strong wind to knock her to the ground.

"Ouch! It hurts so much! Someone is killing me! Help! Someone is killing me..." The maid lay on the ground holding her stomach and crying loudly.

The corner of Chen Qingxin's mouth twitched, and he thought: How could the firepower be diverted so suddenly?

The shopkeeper just winked at her, approached her quietly, and whispered:

"Girl, you'd better leave while the chaos is going on. Neither you nor I can afford to offend Mr. Zhang. I'm afraid we won't be able to do business today.

Next time you come, I will give you a bigger discount, okay?"

Chen Qingxin frowned, scratched his ears with some disdain, and asked:

"Does the shopkeeper really want to drive away the existing business?"

Shopkeeper Xue said with a sad face: "It's not that I miss you, but I don't want to see such a good child like you get into trouble in my shop!"

Shopkeeper Xue added in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"That Miss Zhang has killed several people. It is said that she cannot stand other girls being prettier than her. Let's go quickly, or it will be too late!"

Chen Qingxin's eyes were as cold as stars, and he glanced at the third young lady of the Zhang family.

She was seen sitting on the chair with an arrogant look on her face, glancing sideways at the maid who was lying on the ground howling in agony. There was no sympathy on her face, only contempt.

She said coldly: "Zhang San, Zhang Si."

"Your servants are here!" Two muscular guards came out from nowhere and stood on Zhang Xiaoying's left and right.

"Do you know what to do?" she asked.