Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

Xue Sifu laughed as he continued to work, “That’s right. How did you know?”

“I can tell from the stall you’ve chosen. Usually, no one sets up a stall here. Even dogs don’t come. People just go straight to the fork in the road. My stall isn’t good either. I haven’t sold anything for days. Even if I could sell something, I could only sell one or two trinkets a day. I was just preparing to change streets if I still couldn’t sell anything today. You’d better change quickly. It’s a waste to set up a stall here. Look at your ox cart of things. Unlike me, I’m a peddler. It’s just small things, it’s a burden no matter where I go.”

“Thank you. I’ll leave my stall here to look around first, or else I won’t give up.” Xue Sifu laughed.

“Fine, fine. I’m not giving up either. Look at how lovely it is in front of us. Why is it so quiet here?” The young man said. Without waiting for Xue Sifu to speak, this person continued, “No wonder we have no business. Everyone on the other side resented that place!”

In order to set up a stall in this town, one had to follow the officials in the town to get a number plate and pay ten coins a day to set up a stall. Xue Sifu had already inquired about this, so he was naturally not surprised at all. He even laughed quite happily, “It’s good that you don’t have to pay.”

“You can still laugh about such a thing?” The young man was also amused.

Jiang Yue walked to Xue Yan’s side, looking at Xue Sifu on the other side of the shade, and asked in a low voice, “What is Sifu planning?”

It was obvious that he had already investigated and observed his surroundings before coming here.

It seemed like he had a way to attract customers, which was why he was able to chat and joke with them without any worry.

“I don’t know what he’s planning, but I have a bad feeling about this.” Xue Yan looked at them and replied. Otherwise, why would he ask him to come to town?

“I think I’m going to drag you into this,” he added after a pause.

“They won’t ask us to attract customers, will they?” Jiang Yue guessed with a frown.

“Well..” Xue Yan coughed, “It’s something Sifu would do.

Jiang Yue was speechless.

Seeing that the shade was set up, Jiang Yue asked Xue Yan to stand on the long bench and hang the banner.

The moment Xue Yan hung it up, the young man asked, “What are these three words? What pretty handwriting! I’ve seen other people’s banners with words that aren’t as neat as these.”

Xue Sifu immediately smiled, these three words mean Xue’s Rice Noodles, it’s written by my brother.” He patted Xue Yan’s thin shoulder and said, “He studied for three years.”

“What a lad.” The young man exclaimed. “He doesn’t look very old. He has been studying for three years, but his handwriting is so good. It doesn’t look like it’s written by a child. I can’t read, and I didn’t ask anyone to write it when I came out to sell things.”

The person at the opposite stall also looked over and praised, “This handwriting is good, it’s very good. I’ve seen the handwriting of a scholar before, but it’s not as good as this. Your brother is amazing.”

“You’re too kind.” Xue Sifu’s smile deepened.

“If Xue is your surname and rice noodle is the food…” said the young man. He was also bored and had no business so he kept talking. “What is rice noodles?”