Squeak...

The wooden door with two pairs of "Xi" attached to it was pushed open.

Wang Chong entered the house with a cold face, closed the door, and glanced at the room.

This is his and Sun Xiuxiu's wedding room. It was clean and large. On the spacious bed, there was a bride wearing a red wedding dress and a red cloth on her head. It was Sun Xiuxiu.

Wang Chong understood that they actually had no feelings for each other, and Sun Xiuxiu looked down on him a little. She had only married her to his father since childhood when she was a child.

As for himself, he didn't care much about Sun Xiuxiu, so he always had a cold face. There was nothing he could do about this. He would not please anyone in order to complete the task.

The room was quiet, and Sun Xiuxiu clenched her fists tightly and placed them on her knees. She could see that she was nervous. After all, this was her first time getting married.

Wang Chong poured a cup of tea on the table and said calmly: "I can't bear to drink, so we use tea instead of wine."

"Yeah, I'll listen to my husband."

Very obedient.

Wang Chong was quite satisfied. He poured the tea and took a cup of it. Before Sun Xiuxiu could react, he lifted the red cloth.

Sun Xiuxiu looked up and pursed her lips, as if she was wondering why Wang Chong was so unemotional.

Wang Chong continued to ignore it and said, "Drink breakfast and rest."

Sun Xiuxiu took the tea, thought for a while, and said in anger: "I want to have a drink of wine."

"Oh well."

This request is very reasonable. Although Wang Chong doesn't like her, some of the young people can still agree to her.

After drinking the wine, Wang Chong lay down on the bed.

Sun Xiuxiu was a little angry. Isn’t he right? Why didn’t he touch him?

Lying on the bed, Sun Xiuxiu had no choice but to move by herself.

Although there were many stories about love in ancient times, in fact, stories are just stories after all. From ancient times to the present, the more lacking what human society lacks, the more widely the story about this is spread.

For example, the so-called love actually does not exist, so Sun Xiuxiu did not expect Wang Chong. She, like Wang Chong, accepted the orders of her parents purely like most ancient women.

In the morning, Wang Chong looked at the woman beside him and hugged Sun Xiuxiu a little tightly. She was his wife. It was a responsibility to protect her and let her live a good life in the future.

"You're awake."

Wang Chong felt Sun Xiuxiu move and asked.

"Well, my husband." Sun Xiuxiu's voice was very soft. She didn't want her first impression of Wang Chong to be a rude woman. "Let's get up early and I'll go to the street shop later. Today, a batch of knives are coming, and I need to go to the inspection and acceptance in person."

"Do you do this usually?"

"Well, our father is in poor health and is not good at going out anymore. My brother is only responsible for escorting escorts and doesn't understand business things."

Sun Xiuxiu got up quickly. After dressing up, she tidied up Wang Jing's clothes while saying, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you say sorry to me?" Wang Chong was puzzled.

"It's making you get up too early."

"You and my husband are so apart."

Sun Xiuxiu was stunned, then nodded slightly: "I'm thinking too much, but my husband is still thinking carefully. After I finish breakfast, I can talk to our father. He likes you very much. He used to say that you were smarter and sensible than me when I was a child."

"I will go, but don't I have to accompany me to the bed?" Wang Chong said.

"No, but my husband wants to learn, I will teach you in the future."

"Go together, this is my responsibility." Wang Chong put on his clothes and turned his head out.

Sun Xiuxiu looked surprised. She originally thought that Wang Chong was a pedantic scholar and disdained to deal with people in the mall. Now it seems that she has misread it.

After breakfast, two people led four servants to the street.

While walking, Sun Xiuxiu introduced their Sun family property to Wang Chong.

One-third of the shops in this area belong to the Sun family, half of which were rented out and the other half were run by themselves.

There are restaurants, inns, pawn shops, cloth shops, and knife shops.

Because of the prosperity here, the business of the restaurant and inn has always been good, but the fabric shop and the farm tool shop have not been very good in recent years.

"The fabric shop was originally doing well, but unfortunately, the fabric transported from other provinces has been often robbed over the years. We had to buy cloth from neighboring counties. Although the materials are the same, the price is high and there is no advantage in price."

"The Zhao family recently found a new iron ore and the knives refined by us, so many of the business have been taken away. If this continues, these two businesses may not last long."

Listening to Sun Xiuxiu's words, Wang Chong understood a little.

When they arrived at the sword shop, they surely, the three blacksmiths each led the carriage and came to the door of the sword shop.

These people put a handful of knives and axes of various shapes and let Sun Xiuxiu choose them himself.

Wang Chong didn't know much about these things, but along the way, he found a problem: there were no farm tools stores on the street.

After some bargaining, Sun Xiuxiu bought the batch of knives and let the people in the store hang it on the wall to display it.

Just as these three blacksmiths were about to leave, Wang Chong stopped them.

"What's wrong with this guy?" A blacksmith asked when he saw Wang Chong's noble clothes.

"Apart from these knives, can you build agricultural tools?"

"Of course, I've made all the farm tools in my village."

Wang Xin nodded and asked the servant to prepare paper and pen. He recalled some modern convenient and fast farm tools and said: "According to this drawing, I will customize a batch of farm tools for me. If possible, we will buy as much as possible."

"Take it seriously?" the blacksmith next to him said in surprise.

"This is my husband, I won't say it's fake." Although Sun Xiuxiu didn't understand Wang Chong's intention, she just customized a batch of farm tools she had never seen before. She chose to believe Wang Chong.

After these people left, Sun Xiuxiu went to the inn and restaurants and inspected them.

Although these places have special management management, the Sun family is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and Sun Xiuxiu dares not delegate power.

In the days that followed, Wang Chong had a systematic understanding of the Sun family's business and further confirmed the three goals he had summarized before.

A month later, the first batch of farm tools that Wang Chong asked for came. Although he had some of the first entry with the farmers he asked for, it was much better than the farm tools used by the villagers in this era.

Then, the carpenters arranged for the installation of handles and to make small parts. Wang Chong had already studied these tasks personally during the Great Dragon Dynasty, so he got started very quickly.

Two months later, the first batch of agricultural tools were manufactured. In order to make the guests more recognizable, he gave his farm tools a name called Sun's brand farm tools, and someone carved a "Sun" logo on each farm tool.

However, what surprised Wang Chong was that once the farm tools were launched, no one bought them.

"Is no one concerned?" Wang Chong thought after learning the news from the waiter in the store.

There is no problem with the farm tools themselves, so the problem lies in the promotion.
Chapter completed!