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

He Zhanggui listened to Qiao Xiaomai's words and said, "Understood."


Nothing that came from Qiao Xiaomai's hands ever came cheap.


Yet this time, the heated kang was only going for five hundred copper coins.


One for just five hundred copper coins, the profit margin was very low.


With Qiao Xiaomai considering the common folk, Extremity Taste could not inflate the price too much.


The price had to be within the range that the mainstream market could afford, and Extremity Taste understood this principle.


Upon hearing this, He Zhanggui took a carriage back to the town overnight. He immediately wrote a detailed letter to his superiors, describing the appearance and benefits of the heated kang, as well as the details entrusted by Qiao Xiaomai.


After He Zhanggui left, Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai held hands and returned to the warehouse area.


Chapter 845: Can't Think of a Title Part One_1