After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Who knows that before she can pass, the fire will go out.

Xia Qianqian shrugged regretfully, and pushed the trolley past the road where the animal traps had just been placed, but her second uncle and third uncle fell asleep on both sides of the road.

...

When the fish belly turned white that day, Xia Qianqian finally came to town. At this time, there were not many people on the street, and Xia Qianqian was also tired. She stopped the car in front of a breakfast stall and bought a bowl of Yangchun noodles extravagantly.

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

"I'm here to sell tiles at Jishang." Xia Qianqian took out her "business card" and two tiles, "Boss, I came from Yangliu Village, these are tiles from my house, I'll give you two pieces for your viewing. Come to my house and buy tiles if you think you can."

"deliver?"

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

Of course, I have to accept the things that were given away for free, and the noodle seller happily accepted the tile: "Thank you very much, my family will repair the house a year ago, and I will definitely come to you if I need it."

"Remember, Yangliu Village's Bianguo tile kiln."

"Okay, I'll take it down."

...

Xia Qianqian didn't deliver tiles from house to house. She picked the place with the most people in the market to put down the trolley, put on new clothes, and went to a stop in front of the trolley, waiting for someone to come to the door.

A green cloak wrapped her petite body and covered her rags. The white fox fur trimmed on the brim of the hat quivered gently with her breath and the wind. The original owner is naturally beautiful. After these days of nourishment, not only is it rounded, but the skin color is also good, white and red. Dressed in green clothes, it is like a delicate flower in bud.

She stood there, just like a charming and clever lady. However, it is too discordant for everyone to be together. Soon passersby gathered around curiously: "What a handsome little girl, that dress is so beautiful."

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

"No, I'm delivering tiles." Xia Qianqian said at the right time, "I'm from the tile kiln of Liguo in Yangliu Village, and I'm here today to give you tiles for free.

Everyone was stunned, there are such good things in the world?

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

"Yes, today's tile kilns in the country are only for fame, and they will never accept money. You line up if you need them. You can get two pieces per person, and you can guarantee that you won't charge a cent." Xia Qianqian said.

"Okay, then I'll take two."

"I also want!"

"..."

There are many people living in tile-roofed houses in the town. In winter, every household renovates it in the next year and replaces the broken tiles with new ones to prevent the rain from leaking in the rainy season. Some people give tiles for free, why not do it? Not long after, there was a long queue in front of Xia Qianqian's scooter.

Xia Qianqian was not in a hurry, and slowly gave the tile-pai business card, fearing that people would not be literate, but also reminded: "Remember, the quality of the tile kiln in Yangliu Village is guaranteed, and the old man will not deceive."

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

Xia Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, took off his cloak, and patted the ashes cherished into a cloth bag. Rarely came to town, she stopped by the hospital to see her legs.

"Miss Xia is here?" Doctor Tong greeted warmly, "I heard that you are giving away tiles for free in the town today?"

"Yes." Xia Qianqian recalled her promise to Dr. Tong, and said, "My scooter is small and can't hold much. You can call for a car tomorrow and come to my house to pull it."