I traveled to ancient times and wanted to be a mother. I made a fortune by relying on chicken babies

Seeing that 0777 stopped talking, Zhao Yang continued to slowly close his eyes, enjoying the pleasure of his body being washed by the hot spring.

But suddenly, a sudden and violent knock on the door forcefully woke her up from this comfortable state.

"Zhao Yuan, you broom star, open the door for me quickly!"

A sharp shout came from outside the door, and Zhao Yang knew it was Old Lady Lin as soon as he heard it.

She was a little unhappy, reluctantly got up from the spring, and opened the door expressionlessly——

Sure enough, standing outside the door was the old lady Lin, who was hunched over and spitting with all her teeth.

Halfway through knocking on the door, the door suddenly opened. Old Mrs. Lin was caught off guard. She lost her balance and almost fell down, hitting the door frame with a heavy sound.

"Ouch! It hurts me to death."

She covered her head, her tears almost hurting her eyes. It could be seen that her unfortunate daughter-in-law was standing motionless with no intention of helping her, and she immediately became very angry.

"You idiot, are you blind? You don't know how to help me! I think your wings have hardened since you moved out. You don't take me as your mother-in-law seriously anymore!"

Old Mrs. Lin glared at Zhao Yuan fiercely and became angrier as she spoke. She simply raised her hand to pinch him.

She was about to take a few pinches to relieve her anger, but her hand was suddenly held down by a strong force.

Looking up, Zhao Yang was looking at her coldly.

"Bastard! Let me go!" Old Mrs. Lin was startled by her eyes. She just wanted to break free, but found that she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried.

She was suddenly surprised.

When did Zhao Yang become so strong?

"Okay, I rebelled against you. After eating a few of my eggs, you became stronger, right? You dare to fight with my mother-in-law! Tell me, did you coax the old man to spend money to buy something?"

"You two have just separated and you have no money. Tell me where you got the money to buy things at the market!"

Only then did Zhao Yang understand the purpose of Old Mrs. Lin's visit.

"It turns out it's for the money..."

She showed a smile of understanding and slowly let go of the spitting Old Lady Lin.

Seeing her let go, Mrs. Lin thought she had caught something and thought Zhao Yuan had a guilty conscience!

He immediately took the idea into his head, sat down on the ground, and shouted in a playful manner, "Okay, you two have made a fortune and you won't care about me anymore. Why are you clamoring to separate the family? Let the villagers come out to comment today." Comment, you are such an unfilial descendant! What a misfortune our family has had. What evil did my Lin family do to marry such a black-hearted woman..."

Zhao Yang saw old lady Lin rolling around on the ground and acting like a fool. Instead of stepping forward to stop her, Zhao Yang showed a sinister smile.

"Mom, didn't you ask me when you came? I really wanted you to come, but your good son wouldn't let me. I'm afraid you'll lose your life because of my money..."

Zhao Yang lowered his head and lowered his voice, as if to cooperate with her. Suddenly, a gust of wind suddenly rose from the inside of the old house, and the door suddenly burst open!

It hit the wall with a clang, revealing the dark back room inside.

Mrs. Lin was instantly startled and trembled violently, her voice no longer as energetic as before.

"You, don't try to scare me."

Zhao Yang remained silent. Instead, he stretched out his hand and put it on Old Mrs. Lin's neck, deliberately brushing it with his cold fingers, and then sighed slowly.

"Then stay, stay with us..."

As she said that, she used force to drag Old Mrs. Lin into the house.

"What?! Let go, let me go!!"

Old Mrs. Lin's eyes widened in horror, and she suddenly burst out with strength and threw Zhao Yang away.

He took a few steps back, forced himself to spit on the ground, and said viciously:

"You're such a bad guy, you want to shorten my life, bah! Don't even think about it!"

What Old Mrs. Lin said sounded arrogant, but it was trembling. She even finished her harsh words and turned around and ran away without raising her head.

Seeing her fleeing back, Zhao Yang snorted disdainfully. He was about to enter the house when he saw a familiar figure at the other end of the path from the corner of his eye.

"Lin Qingchen?"

Zhao Yang looked at him, a smile was about to appear on his face, and he wanted to ask him how the sales were going, but his eyes froze when he touched the thing he was holding.

If you read it correctly, it was the ginger milk milk she made in the morning.

Taken away intact, and brought back neatly?

She was immediately discouraged and without even saying hello, she turned around and walked into the house and closed the door.

Didn't it sell at all?

Even though her ginger breasts were a little different from modern ones, they didn't exist in this era.

People are always curious about new things, but this...

Zhao Yang felt something was wrong no matter what he thought, and he even became a little confused in the end.

After a while, she was sitting in the back room and heard the door creaking. Then footsteps came closer and closer, and she walked towards the back room steadily step by step.

Lin Qingchen opened the door and saw Zhao Yang sitting at the table without saying a word. He glanced at him and turned away without saying a word. He put the basket of ginger milk on the table and said slowly:

"I didn't sell it."

Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the meaning of these words was different.

Not sold.

Didn't it sell?

"What happened?"

Zhao Yang frowned, a little worried.

"I bought some honey and processed it."

I was a little surprised when I saw the crystal clear ginger in the jar. I didn't expect that the effect would be so good after adding honey as mentioned yesterday.

Each jar of ginger milk is evenly sprinkled with a layer of honey. The rich honey and sweet milk flavor is not to mention how tempting it is.

If Zhao Yang was still a little unsure about the Jiang Bang Nai business, now that he sees the transformed one, he suddenly has full confidence!

There is no need to worry about selling such tempting desserts.

"Mom, it smells good..."

Zhao Yang turned around and saw that Lin You'er, who was sleeping on the bed, woke up at some point. His eyes were still blurry, but his little nose kept twitching, looking for the direction of the fragrance.

"Your son, come and have a taste." Zhao Yang excitedly picked up the child and handed the small spoon to her hand.

Unexpectedly, Lin Youer shook his head and looked at Lin Qingchen next to him with big watery eyes.

"I want daddy to feed me."

Lin Qingchen hesitated and looked at Lin You'er's pitiful little appearance. Finally, he couldn't help but scoop out a big bite and fed it into her mouth.

"Delicious! Good!"

As soon as Lin Youer took a bite, his eyes widened in surprise. He didn't feel sleepy anymore and didn't want Lin Qingchen to feed him. He took the spoon and ate it one bite at a time.

She ate carefully, and after swallowing, she squinted her eyes and recollected happily.

The cute little appearance softened Lin Qingchen's expression.

"There is no need to worry about selling this thing, but..." Lin Qingchen paused, "It's just that I don't know how to price it. If I buy it cheaply, it will be a waste of your materials and energy."

Zhao Yang felt hot in his heart, and the unhappiness in his heart dissipated because of his words.

Seeing Lin Youer happily eating ginger and milk, she suddenly had an idea in her mind...