Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Chapter 76 Setting up a stall (Second update, please support me in any way~

Wen Nian was not as familiar with the county seat as his three children.

Fortunately, when they were making clothes before, they asked Deng Wenshu to go to the city to find a good corresponding place first.

A group of people left the bus station in a mighty manner, either on their backs or on their shoulders.

Deng Wenshu took them directly to the compound of the employees' families of the agricultural machinery production factory in Lingmeng County.

Since they started early and took the earliest bus, it was not yet eight o'clock in the morning.

People going to work, going to school, buying and selling things are all still on the road.

The county town was bustling with people and made it look like a busy scene.

"Here we are, sister. In front of us is the home for the families of workers at the agricultural machinery factory."

I didn't even bother to eat breakfast, and it took me a full hour to arrive outside the farmyard of the agricultural machinery factory.

"I have inquired with many people as you said. This factory in our county has the most abundant people, and the workers here have high incomes."

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

Wen Nian looked around and chose a crossroads to stop, "It's a good place to set up a stall."

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

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

"There are also noodles sellers."

As Deng Wenwen lowered the load, he echoed his wife's words, "It smells pretty good."

"Okay, let's set up the things and then take the children to eat noodles."

Wen Nian smiled cheerfully and said, "It's rare for me to go to the city without eating anything in the city."

She squatted down and lowered the backpack on her back.

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

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

Wen Nian smiled and took out a five-yuan note from his pocket and handed it to Jiadong, "Jiadong, take your 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, and my aunt can't afford to treat you now."

Wen Nian didn't wait for Mangzi and his wife to speak before he spoke first, "When I make money in the future, my aunt will treat you to something better."

"Why don't you take it quickly and take your brothers and sisters to eat."

Ma Conghua urged her son, "But let me settle the account. If you are cheated, I'll see if I don't spank you."

"I know."

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

Jiasheng looked at his mother and said, "Mom, come over soon after you finish your work. I will take my younger brothers and sisters there."

"Go quickly, you must be hungry after working for so long."

Wen Nian watched the children leaving as they were playing around, then withdrew his gaze and began to help lay out the long case he had brought, and laid a new layer of plastic sheeting on top.

Then the clothes were taken out and arranged neatly according to size.

"Ah, are you selling clothes?"

There was a woman in her forties who was selling vegetables nearby. She came over with her hands folded and looked at it carefully, "This style is very beautiful, why haven't I seen it before?"

Ma Conghua was about to say that this was the credit of her sister, when Wen Nian laughed and said, "Yes, this is a new model brought back from the Magic City."

"Sister, as the Chinese New Year is approaching, have you ever thought about preparing a set for your children?"

Her voice was gentle and kind, without any hint of fireworks.

She doesn't look down on others just because she is a vegetable seller, which makes people feel very comfortable listening to her.

Wen Nian knew that in this era, the rich were those who could afford small businesses.

In any working-class family, there may not necessarily be people like this who earn more.

"How...how are you selling this?"

Hearing this tone, the woman felt very comfortable and couldn't help but ask more, "The things coming from the Magic City must be very expensive, right?"

(End of chapter)