Her cousin can't find a wife, so her grandmother wants to sell her?
Chen Xuan pretended not to know and secretly drugged her grandmother. When the old woman was finally on the verge of death, Chen Xuan used the blood from her own neck as a medicinal catalyst and brought her back to life.
From then on, her fame as the filial girl who cut her own flesh to save her grandmother spread far and wide.
No one knew that the wandering doctor had been in on it with her from the start.
She had gone from the daughter of a modern financial tycoon to a peasant girl in ancient times, and she'd been waiting for a chance to turn things around.
Her elder sister touched her neck with a pained expression and asked if it hurt.
Of course it hurt! If you don't give something up, how can you get anything in return?
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A little shop quietly opened in an alley off Linhe Street in Meizhou, selling secondhand clothes.
Laborers in rags went there to buy cheap winter clothes. Poor scholars without decent garments went there for inexpensive silk robes. Even a maid from the magistrate's household was spotted sneaking in to buy clothes.
Everyone said, "It's the shop opened by the filial girl who cut her own flesh to save her grandmother. Fair prices, honest materials."
Chen Xuan had this to say: Modern-day buzz is useful, and so is ancient-day buzz. Trading a bowl of neck blood for publicity across an entire prefecture is a real bargain.
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There are always obstacles along the road to success. Now that the old clan had a filial girl who could be treated as a rare commodity, they were determined to sell that reputation for a good price.
At a flower festival, the Chen family really did find themselves an ideal son-in-law: Wei Rui, the younger son of the wealthy Wei family.
But when the wedding day arrived, the groom turned out to be Wei Cheng, the elder son of the Wei family.
Wei Cheng of the eastern city was also quite renowned. Everyone in Meizhou praised him as a kindhearted man.
He built an orphanage to take in children whose parents had died.
He found work for knights whose families had been destroyed, so they could earn a meal.
Whether people came to borrow money, ask for mercy, or seek his help with a task, he turned no one away and granted every request.
The scandal of "an elder brother taking his younger brother's wife" raised Chen Xuan's fame another notch, and customers flocked to her new shop.
A good man meets a filial girl.
The filial girl is only pretending to be filial, and the good man may not be a good man at all.
★ Updates follow the ranking schedule. I'll probably update daily for a while, with Wednesdays off~
★ This is actually a farming-life story *w*
★ The heroine doesn't make money through dishonest means. Though she builds her business on publicity and reputation, she helps the poor live better lives in this ancient world.
The hero will suffer!
Feel free to tell me any thoughts or suggestions about the story~
Theme: It's better to rely on yourself than on others.
Delicious, awesome. Congratulations, madam, for being on the list.
You must be soft-hearted. Anyway, I won't feel uncomfortable after my grandfather passed away. He suffered a stroke after the surgery and was fused in time and woke up. I told him not to ride my little electric donkey out. What compensation will I get if I hit someone? I took my grandma and I fell hard before, but luckily we didn't hit each other. When I was a kid, I pushed my head against the refrigerator. When I got older, I earned money to buy him clothes and food. During the Chinese New Year, I told my relatives that I had never even bought him a piece of candy. I just hoped that if he was hit by a rich man while riding his bike, someone else would pay us some compensation.
Do you have to celebrate even more if you are on the list? [][][]
??? Baffling?
Okay, it's okay, study and work are important 😭
I've been waiting for the update, so I didn't say goodbye. Please update more [Let me be healthy]
Hug and rub 🤗 I don't know how to comfort my wife. I was the same way when my father passed away last year. I used to blame him, but after he passed away, I missed him again. It was a very complicated emotion. During the vigil, I would think of how good he was to me when I was a child. I don't know how to evaluate the rest. Now I understand my wife's feelings very well. Hug my wife.
Oh my god, hug my wife, my condolences... Let's be busy with things at home these days.
Madam, can we play a role-play, where you play the role of a domineering president? His slender fingers slowly went around his waist and took out a manuscript from his pocket. After rolling his Adam's apple up and down, he opened his thin lips and said to me: Woman, you have successfully caught my attention. This is a chapter of the manuscript. Read it! 🙏
Come on, come on, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (I don't know what I'm talking about)