I Wore Glasses in Ancient Times

Mo Zhuxue became a widow. Her husband had just died. With nothing to do, she was ordered to die. She had to either be kicked out of the house or adopt an adopted daughter to continue her family life. Finally, a girl was adopted and she barely managed to find a place to stay. When she raised her eyes, she still had side eyes. Mo Zhuxue: ... What kind of start is this? She lamented, but when she faced those pitifully skewed black eyes, the occupational disease of a senior optometrist in her previous life suddenly broke out. No instrument? Grind your own lenses! No equipment? Adjust the interpupillary distance manually! Three months later, Mo Zhuxue's heart softened when her daughter screamed "Empress, Empress!" While she was nestling in her arms. …Wait a minute, in this day and age we don't even have decent glasses, isn't this a business opportunity coming from heaven? Just do it. It doesn't matter whether you have reading glasses, myopia glasses, or binocular glasses, there is nothing that Mo Zhuxue can't rub out with her hands! For a time, glasses were in short supply among dignitaries. As for the difficulties... They are not without them. No matter how hard Mo Zhuxue grinds the lenses, it will turn into tendons, but it will not solve the problem of high crystal prices and complicated craftsmanship. Just as he was worrying, Xishi, the man from the tofu stall next door, suddenly approached him. "Jun Mo, do you want to invest?" Shen Moqiu leaned against the door, his fox eyes were as crescent-shaped, and his coarse clothes could not hide his stunning beauty. Mo Zhuxue: ... It's broken, it's a pig-killing plate aimed at me. So—— He provided the money and shop, and she provided the skills and ideas. She called him a stingy businessman, and he laughed at her for being obsessed with money. Shen Moqiu cared about every detail, but silently blocked the guests from making things difficult for her. Although he was most afraid of trouble, he was willing to stay up late with her and grind her lenses until her hands were bruised. As time went by, Mo Zhuxue relaxed her guard mentally, but her body still adhered to the principle of looking at money to maintain boundaries. Until Shen Moqiu couldn't bear it and pressed him against the door of the workshop. "Mo Zhuxue, I even pledged my ancestral tofu shop to you, and you still say that business is business and emotion is emotion?!" * The female protagonist who loves money, leisurely fish, white cuts and black optometrist × the stingy, beautiful and tofu-selling male protagonist. 1V1, a woman is not a virgin to a man, fighting against a couple, standing on the sidelines, he. ——Gently put a pre-collection—— Qiao Yixue was framed in her last life and died tragically along with her unborn child. Until her death, she still had the female precepts in her mind, the three obediences and the four virtues. Although she didn't want to make the same mistakes again, she didn't know what to do. Facing her husband who had insulted her in every possible way on their wedding night, Qiao Yixue couldn't help but burst into tears. Why was she reborn at this point? Now that she had married him, it was a done deal. At this time, a voice sounded in my mind. "The Awakening Forum is loading..." Qiao Yixue's originally gloomy mood paused. She looked up at her husband, whose face was as cold as ice and his eyes showed disdain, and she realized it very clearly. Isn't this PUA? So Qiao Yixue understood! It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on men. Only when you are strong can you be truly powerful. * Qiao Yixue picked up her identity as a merchant's daughter and planned to open a shop. Observe the market first and then choose the type of store to open. Finally, Qiao Yixue's eyes lit up. Isn't the menstrual market still a blue ocean? * Before—— The scumbag ex-husband grabbed Qiao Yixue's chin, and his face was so dark that he could drip ink: "Qiao Yixue, don't go too far, the noble princess opens a shop like that!" Qiao Yixue rolled her eyes and immediately gave in. Tears gathered in her eyes, and her words were extremely pretentious: "It hurts~" Mo Xuanqu was startled and quickly withdrew his hand. Qiao Yixue knew that he was saving face, so she quickly climbed up the pole: "Your Majesty, it doesn't matter that I have been wronged, but they smashed my shop just because they didn't want to give you face. Look, do you want to teach them a lesson? After all, you want-" After that—— "When will my wife return home today?" "Let's talk about it, let's talk about it," Qiao Yixue's new store had just opened. She was so busy that she quickly left without looking back. Mo Xuanqu was left alone. The handsome and elegant young master looked down at the blisters on his hands, his face darkening. It was a rare day... He made her favorite soup specially. * And when Qiao Yixue discovered that the so-called 'past life' was just a dream that was too real, she suddenly felt a little afraid to face her scumbag husband. "What? Why didn't you tell me today how I abused you in my previous life? I can't figure it out. As smart as you are, it would be fine if you didn't bully me. How did I bully you?" "Just, just... Cousin..." "I don't have a cousin, only my cousin and my cousin." Qiao Yixue spoke softer and quieter: "Then... The child was gone..." Mo Xuanqu raised his eyebrows: "That's really bad. How about you bully me again and take it out on me?" Qiao Yixue blushed, coughed slightly, and suddenly felt that her voice seemed a little louder. Purpose: Promote female power and wisdom