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

A total of four thousand mooncakes had been made, of which Fan Linong claimed four hundred and ninety-eight. Qiao Xiaomai unfolded clean parchment paper and let Fan Linong wrap them himself, as she was too busy to do it.


Seeing this, other guards came over to help.


As they worked, they thought of their families and couldn't help but start making purchases of their own.


These men from the Royal Guard received a salary of four taels of silver each month, making them among the wealthiest soldiers in Daqi.


Pastries costing just two pennies were certainly affordable for them, and they bought anything they could have sent home.


And they were starting from one hundred pieces each. Any less than that wouldn't be worth the trouble of having it delivered from such a distance. Although all of them were from Changyi Prefecture, some lived far away.


Chapter 789: Busy as a Little Bee