Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Upon reaching the town, Qiao Xiaomai headed straight towards The Extreme Taste Residence.


It was morning and The Extreme Taste Residence had just opened. Shopkeeper He was checking the account books in the backyard. Upon hearing that she had arrived, he put down his pen, stood up, and came to the door.


Seeing that Qiao Xiaomai's bamboo basket was full, he asked with a beaming smile, "Miss Qiao, what good items have you brought this time?"


Qiao Xiaomai also returned his smile, "It seems that the cold jelly noodles and fried noodle strips are selling well."


"Rather average," Shopkeeper He responded, not divulging too much.


However, his smile broadened even more, not just because they were selling well, but because they were selling extremely well.


Chapter 49 Selling Tofu