Unexpectedly, the flame was gone before she passed.

Xia Qianqian shrugged regretfully, pushing the cart along the road where the trap was just placed, otherwise her two uncles and three uncles were drowsy on both sides of the road.

...

Xia Qianqian finally came to town when the belly was white. At this time, the market had not yet opened, there were few people on the street, and Xia Qianqian was also tired, so she stopped in front of a breakfast stall and bought a bowl of Yangchun noodles luxuriously.

The noodle seller saw that a little girl came so early and asked curiously: "Little girl, are you here for the market?"

"I'm here to sell tiles." Xia Qianqian took out his "business card" and put two tiles. "Boss, I'm from Yangliu Village. This is the tile made by my house. I will give you two pieces for use. Come to my house to buy tiles if you think you can."

"give away?"

"Yes, not a penny! Give it away for nothing!"

Of course, I have to accept the free gifts, and the noodle seller happily accepted the tile: "Thank you very much. My family was going to repair the house a year ago, and I must come to you if necessary."

"Remember, Yangliu Village Geguo Wayao."

"Okay, I wrote it down."

...

Xia Qianqian did not deliver tiles from house to house. She picked the most crowded place in the market and put down the cart, put on new clothes, and stood in front of the cart, waiting for people to come.

The green cloak wrapped her petite body and covered her rag shoes. The white fox fur on the brim of the hat quivered with her breathing and the wind. The original owner is naturally beautiful, and after these days of nourishment, not only is it rounded, the skin color is also good, and the white is red. It is called a green dress, like a delicate flower in bud.

She stood there, alive and well as a charming and clever lady. However, everybody is in harmony with each other. Soon passers-by came around curiously: "What a handsome girl, that dress is so beautiful."

"Which girl is this? The clothes on her are very expensive."

"No, I'm sending tiles." Xia Qianqian said at the right time, "I'm from Yangliu Village, the country's tile kiln, and I'm here to give you free tiles today.

Everyone was taken aback, there are still such good things in the world?

"Little girl, you really don't need money for this tile?"

"Yes, the Wayao of the country only shows a reputation today, and never collects money. You can queue up if you need it, and one person can receive two pieces, and it is guaranteed not to receive any money." Xia Qianqian said.

"Okay, then I will get two pieces."

"I also want!"

"..."

There are many people living in tiled houses in the town. In winter, every family will take advantage of the new year to renovate and replace the broken tiles with new tiles to avoid rain in the rainy season. Someone gives tiles for free, why not do it? Not long after, there was a long line in front of Xia Qianqian's cart.

Xia Qianqian was not in a hurry, and slowly sent Wapai business cards, fearing that people would not be literate, and even exhorted: "Remember, Yangliu Village Wayao, the quality is guaranteed, and you are honest."

When the sun rises high, one hundred tablets will be delivered. Xia Qianqian's reputation also spread in Pingning Town, and everyone knows the streets and alleys.

Xia Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, took off his cloak, and cherished patted the ashes into the cloth bag. It's rare to come to town, so she stopped by to see her legs in the hospital.

"Miss Xia is here?" Doctor Tong greeted enthusiastically, "I heard that you are sending tiles for free in town today?"

"Yes." Xia Qianqian remembered his promise to Doctor Tong, and said, "My cart is small and can't hold a lot. Tomorrow you call for a cart and come to my house to Lava."

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