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 hearing this, Tong Sanlang hastily asked, "So you mean, while those people disdain the Dried Sweet Potatoes, others do not?"


"I haven't heard any complaints. Weren't some Bean Sweet Potatoes and such purchased by Shopkeeper He from Miss Qiao a while back? He sent those items to some places in the Capital City."


"The Extreme Taste Residence in Capital City explicitly credited these goods to Miss Qiao, citing their scarcity as the reason for their high cost. They initiated a membership system where one must spend a certain amount of silver at Extreme Taste Residence to taste such delicacies."


"In any case, it was the same as what the Extreme Taste Residence in Bailu Town did, profiting extravagantly from the crops of Miss Qiao."


"Once this news got out, the business of Extreme Taste Residence boomed, robbing half of the Zuixian Building's customers."


Chapter 737: The Noble Person Who Slaps His Own Face