My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1097 Meeting Acquaintances (1)

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"Hey, Old Tang, aren't you wrong? How can this be called snatching your business? I'm just giving the young lady a better choice. Why don't you take a look at your talismans? Don't you know what they look like?"

"Old bastard, do you have to go against me?"

Looking at the two old stall owners who were arguing fiercely, the corners of Lu Zijia's mouth twitched speechlessly.

They didn't say they wanted to buy it at all, and the two of them started arguing. They really... didn't know what to say.

Lu Zijia didn't persuade the two of them who were arguing and left silently with her man.

After walking down the street, Lu Zijia had already thought of a business to make money.

That was to sell talismans!

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Thinking of this, Lu Zijia said so to the man.

Mu Tianyan had no objections to this, but he was still a bit frustrated that he might have to rely on his wife to support him for a while in the future.

However, on second thought, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with living off his wife.

After all, this proved that his wife was capable, right?

So, the two of them took out a piece of cloth at the end of the street and spread it on the ground. They put the talismans on it and set up an extremely simple stall.

The talismans drawn by Lu Zijia were much better than the ones on the two stalls they passed by just then.

However, in order to earn some accommodation fees as soon as possible, Lu Zijia didn't set the price so high. All the talismans cost ten gold coins each.

After setting up the stall, Lu Zijia rolled her eyes and patted her man's shoulder. "Ah Yan, I'll leave the stall to you. I'll go out and ask about the situation in this city first."

With Mu Tianyan's identity in the Lower Martial Arts Realm, he had probably never set up a stall before. This was probably the first time he had set up a store to sell things in his life.

Thinking of the man's cold face and the way he stood straight behind the stall to sell things, Lu Zijia couldn't help but want to laugh.

However, she was afraid that the man would flare up, so she held back in the end.

As expected, after hearing what she said, Mu Tianyan's cold face cracked for a moment.

Without giving the man a chance to speak, Lu Zijia cheered him on and ran away.

The moment he turned around, he finally couldn't hold back the smile on his face. It was a brilliant smile!

Looking at his wife, who ran faster than a rabbit, Mu Tianyan was speechless.

Lu Zijia, who slipped away, smiled for a while before gradually putting away the smile on her face.

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If she didn't restrain herself, she would probably be treated as a fool.

She noticed the strange gazes of the people around her along the way.

Lu Zijia walked to a store that looked like a department store. She was about to enter when she suddenly stopped.

Because she saw two acquaintances!

Fifty meters away from Lu Zijia, a man and a woman were surrounded by seven or eight men and women at this moment.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Tian Xiaogui shielded Feng Wenshan behind him and glared at the people surrounding them angrily.

"What are you doing? Of course, we're going to cause trouble for the members of the Tian family. Can't you tell?" One of the men in green, who seemed to be the leader, said with a nasty smile.

"Tian Xiaogui, if you know what's good for you, kneel down and beg us. As long as you make us happy, we might even let you go." Another tall and thin man also said proudly.

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