Liu Qiao transformed into a small merchant girl from Chang'an who lived in the fourth year of Zhenguan.
Her stepmother took away the family property and kicked her out of the house. She was penniless, with only a cracked iron pot and half a can of Sichuan peppercorns.
In her previous life, she was in charge of thirty chain stores. In this life, she decided to start with a pot at the wall of the West Market.
The aroma of pepper and sesame chicken spreads for half the street, the braised old soup is brought to the palace, and buttermilk milk tea has become the favorite of Empress Changsun. She calculated that with this momentum, she would be able to open her shop to the entrance of Daming Palace in a few years.
But the water in the West City is deeper than she imagined - Zuixian Building has lowered its price, Fan's family has cut off her pepper, and even her father's death is hiding an unexplainable old debt.
The only good thing is that the cold-faced Jinwu guard Zheng Pei Zhao comes to her stall on time every day to stand guard.
Someone asked: Pei Duizheng, are you performing official duties?
Pei Zhao's face does not change: Prevent unlicensed operations.
Later, he cornered her in a corner, his ears a little red: Liu Qiao, I have been observing you for three years. Your stall...
Liu Qiao: Want to increase taxes?
Pei Zhao: ... Want to marry me.
Purpose: Don't rely on golden fingers and rely on real skills to live your life like fireworks