I became the villain's deceased wife

Zhou Zijian never came back since he left that time, and Xie Yunzhe did not embarrass her because of this incident, which made Song Tian feel relieved.

At the same time, she also came up with a new way to make money.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, fruits and vegetables have not yet come out, and it is the time when everyone's appetite is bland.

If you have a bowl of refreshing and delicious cold noodles at this time, you will definitely feel very satisfied.

She did it right away. She made some for her family to taste, and everyone said it was delicious.

Song Tian thought that maybe they had some family filter, so she made some more and gave some to Uncle Tieshan, Doctor Liu and Aunt Wen, and they all received unanimous praise.

So she gained more confidence and decided to set up a stall to sell cold noodles.

But they felt that selling only cold skin was a bit too monotonous, so they added cold skin’s best friend – roujiamo.

Uncle Tieshan was very happy to see her setting up the stall again, and he helped her clean up.

Aunt Wen became her first customer and brought good news:

"Girl Tian, ​​the house you asked me to find out about before has been found. It's not far from my home. It used to be a flower garden of a wealthy family. There's no house, but the land is quite large, at least two or three acres."

Song Tian felt that she couldn't grow so many pepper seeds, but if the place was suitable, she could plant something else.

"Thank you for your help, Aunt Wen. I will go with you after I close my stall today."

"Okay then. I'll wait for you at home."

Aunt Wen took a bite of Roujiamo as she walked, and her eyes immediately lit up with delight.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking! The cold noodles are already amazing, and this steamed bun is so delicious!"

As he said this, he took out money and bought four or five more.

"Let my old man, son and daughter-in-law have a taste of this when I get home!"

Those who have eaten Song Tian’s fried tofu saw her setting up a stall again and bought some out of curiosity to try. They were instantly attracted by the freshness of the cold skin and the rich aroma of the roujiamo.

Song Tian's business is booming again.

Uncle Tieshan looked at it with envy:

"Girl Tian, ​​you are really amazing. Everything you sell is so good!"

It’s a pity that she is already married, otherwise he could ask for her to be his son’s wife.

"Thank you for the compliment, uncle. I'm just lucky."

Before noon, only a few of the goods Song Tian had prepared were left.

She mixed some cold noodles and handed a few roujiamo to Uncle Tieshan.

"I'll have to trouble Uncle Tieshan in the future. Take this back and let your family try it."

"Oh, you are such a polite girl!"

Uncle Tieshan took the things with a smile, found a kitchen knife on his stall and handed it to him.

"I think your knife doesn't work very well. Try this one, which my son just made."

"Thank you, Uncle Tieshan."

Song Tian didn't hesitate and took it.

She needed to chop meat and cut biscuits every day, and the kitchen knives at home were indeed too thin.

I took it, washed it with water, tried it out, and it’s indeed much better than before.

"Your son's cooking skills are truly perfect!"

She praised it.

"Of course……"

Uncle Tieshan was just about to praise his son when he saw an uninvited guest coming to Song Tian's stall.

The man was dressed in black, with a stern face and a very low aura. It was obvious that he was not someone who was easy to get along with.

The most important thing is that he is holding a long sword in his arms, the kind used by peerless masters in martial arts movies...

"What can I do for you, hero?"

Song Tian was so frightened by his aura that she stuttered a little. The most frightening thing was that this man walked straight to her stall, and then stood still, staring at the things on her stall with a pair of eagle-like eyes.

Song Tian was worried that he might be here to cause trouble.

But apart from the third son of the Xie family who is a businessman, she has never offended anyone else, right?

Wait, there’s also Song Jiao and her mother Chen.

But it doesn't seem like they can afford to hire such a person.

Could it be the enemy of the original owner’s mother?

“How much does this sell for?”

Just as I was daydreaming, the cold-faced man in black asked in a low voice.

"Five... five cents a copy."

Seeing that he was referring to Liangpi, Song Tian quickly spoke.

I thought, with his demeanor, could he be here just to buy cold noodles?

There was a crisp "pop" sound, which frightened Song Tian.

I saw the cold-faced man throwing a piece of silver onto the stall, which was estimated to be at least one or two ounces!

"Have some."

"Okay, okay!"

Song Tian broke out in a cold sweat. The force of throwing the silver just now was enough to shake her stall three times. It was obvious that this man was a real martial artist with profound skills!

"Please take it, sir. I'll give you the change in a moment!"

Song Tian made the cold noodles skillfully and put it in a bowl.

I was still thinking whether she should accept the money.

Normally, she would ask people to return the bowls when she sold them. If they wanted to take the bowls away, she would charge an extra three cents for the bowls.

But before she could find the change, the man had already walked away with the bowl.

"Hey, sir! Your money!"

Song Tian called out, and the man had disappeared into the crowd, not even his back could be seen.

It turns out that I really just came here to buy cold noodles.

"Tell me, who is this person?"

Only at this point did Uncle Tieshan next to him dare to speak.

When this man came just now, all the muscles in his body were shaking. Even though he saw that the other person did nothing, he didn't dare to make a sound.

As he said this, he looked at Song Tian with admiration:

"Girl Tian, ​​you are really amazing. I didn't dare to say a word when I saw him coming just now."

Song Tian can actually handle it with ease and make cold noodles for others!

"I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat!"

Song Tian wiped his forehead.

She had never seen an ancient martial arts master, so she was afraid this person might be it.

She weighed the change in her hand.

Since the expert loves to eat Liangpi, let’s give it to him next time.

After selling the things and closing the stall, Song Tian went to Aunt Wen's house to call her up and go see the house she mentioned.

"You are so lucky, girl. This place is newly vacated by the owner, and the rent is not high. If you were to stay a few days later, you wouldn't be able to find such a good deal."

The broker enthusiastically took the key and opened the door.

Song Tian's eyes lit up. This was truly a huge area, surrounded by high walls built with blue bricks. People passing by from outside had no way of seeing what was inside.

The sunlight was just right, with no obstruction except by the high wall. There were only two low utility rooms at the end of the garden and a well next to them.

"Tian girl, you watch first, I'll go outside for a walk."

Aunt Wen informed them and went out.

The broker didn't care, since the real buyer was the girl.

"How much is the rent here? Why doesn't the owner use it?"

Aunt Wen said that this was a flower bed used by wealthy families to grow flower seedlings. It's quite good, so why isn't it being used?

"The master has an emergency and needs money. If you rent for half a year, just give me ten taels of silver."

Song Tian felt a little strange. She had some understanding of the prices in the town. Ten taels of silver for half a year was quite cheap. After all, it was such a big place.

But the broker said that the master was in urgent need of money.

A family that can use such a large area as a flower garden is only short of ten taels of silver?

Just when she was about to find out what was going on, Aunt Wen came in hurriedly again and pulled Song Tian out.

"Girl Tian, ​​we don't want to rent this place anymore. I'll find you another place."

Song Tian was confused.

The guarantor was very anxious when he saw the cooked duck flying away.

"Why are you like this, ma'am? It was obviously you who started it, and the girl didn't say anything, so why are you suddenly not letting her rent it?"

Aunt Wen was furious:

"I just went out to ask around. Your yard is haunted, so the owner has given up on it. It's really unfair of you to lie to me like this!"