She held a small machete in her hand and said firmly: "Aunt Li, I brought my own machete today. Please teach me how to split bamboo strips first."

Li Yunniang was overjoyed and pulled her into the car, "Come, sit here, and we will learn slowly in a while. The car is not stable, so let's learn to weave small baskets first."

A group of people took the lead in Uncle Wang's bullock cart.

Xia Qianqian was one step behind, using her hands and feet to get on the Qingzheng carriage.

In the car, he neither fell asleep nor pretended to study this time, but sat on the sofa. When he saw her coming in, he reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her directly into his arms.

Xia Qianqian wanted to resist, but he raised his voice and said: "Xiao Yong, let's go."

"Bang, bang, bang," the wheels rolled over the road, making a vibrating sound.

"What's wrong?" She protested, trying to escape from his arms.

"You want to buy a house?" he asked.

"Didn't you already know that?"

"I've chosen it for you!" he replied.

"So fast!"

"I do things quickly." He held her in his arms, still resting his chin on her shoulder, "I'll take you to see it."

"Yesterday, I just launched the 'Jia Fa' shop and launched an unprecedented advertising and marketing campaign for my pearl milk tea. My business today will definitely be very popular, I'm very busy."

The matter of the house is an imperative thing for her, but it is not the most important thing.

"After you finish your work in the morning, I will take you to have a look in the afternoon." He refused and continued to demand: "Today, we must go and have a look."

What is happening to him?

Could it be the worry syndrome before the war?

"Okay!"

In order to reassure him, she could only agree, "How are the preparations for things over there?"

Her words were very metaphorical, but he understood her meaning without any difficulty.

"Ready."

Perhaps, there were some changes in this battle that made the usually calm person become sentimental.

"Don't worry, everything will go smoothly."

Xia Qianqian really wanted to take out the map from the Ruyi bracelet, put it into his hand, and then witness with her own eyes how ecstatic he was.

It's a pity...

She can't...

She is very obedient, let her hold her.

Her small body curled up in his arms, and her warm breath stirred up his sensory nerves, leaving him at a loss as to what to do.

After hugging her for a while, as if he had absorbed enough energy from her, he finally let go.

Xia Qianqian blushed, sat aside, and pretended to cough twice, "You..., haha, I thought you were drunk."

The "Everyone Fa" shop is really busy today.

Yesterday, after a night of fermentation, the results of the tea fight spread almost to every corner of Jiangcheng overnight.

Everyone knows that the pearl milk tea sold in such a grand place as Yalan Teahouse is not as good as the milk tea from a small "Jiafa" shop.

This competition seems to be an ordinary competition.

In fact, the shock caused was like a volcanic eruption, shaking the heaven and earth.

Jiangcheng is a remote place far away from the capital. Almost no one has ever traveled far. They have never been to the capital restaurant to drink good tea and wine. They have never had the opportunity to try the skills of the palace cook.

Unexpectedly, a cook from the palace suddenly arrived in Jiangcheng.

In the beginning, Yalan Tea House had a good business, which was all due to the reputation of the imperial chef to attract customers.

Who would have thought that Xia Qianqian from the 'Jiajia Fa' shop is like a geek popping out from the cracks in the rocks. The pearl milk tea she cooks is actually better than the cook's.

So, how is this kind of taste that even the nobles in the palace cannot try?

With this idea in mind, a group of people crowded at the door of "Jiafa" early in the morning, almost pushing the small door open.

Xia Qianqian, her mother, and everyone else were so busy that they were so busy that they originally sold three barrels of cassava balls a day. They made an extra barrel this morning, and all of them were sold out in the morning.

While seeing off the disappointed guests, Li Yunniang said excitedly: "Qianqian, let's do more tomorrow, okay?"

"No!" Xia Qianqian took off her apron and warned: "It's enough to make three barrels of cassava flour tomorrow. Don't make more than one barrel."

"Why?" Li Yunniang didn't understand, "There are still so many people who can't drink, and they are waiting eagerly to come and go again. What a pity!"

"Only if they can't drink will they want to drink. This is a kind of hunger marketing!"

"What do you mean?" Li Yunniang felt that her daughter's thoughts were getting more and more strange.

"Do as I say, and you're right!"

She straightened her clothes and said, "Mom, business is good today and everyone has worked hard. Please take Aunt Gui and Hua Zhu'er to go shopping for a while."

Xia Qianqian took out five taels of silver and handed it over, "Here, you can buy whatever you want."

Li Yunniang was flattered, took the money and said happily: "What about you?"

"I'm going to Juwanglou." She explained: "As for the cooperation with Juwanglou, I haven't discussed it with Shopkeeper Qiao yesterday. I'll go have a chat today and discuss the contract."

"Is that mother going with you?" Li Yunniang always thought that Xia Qianqian was a child and was afraid that she would be deceived.

"No!" Xia Qianqian declined politely: "Shopkeeper Qiao was able to give me money as promised yesterday. He is a man of his word. I can go alone."

Xia Qianqian took a leave of absence from the college, went out for a walk on the street, and came to Juwang Building.

Shopkeeper Qiao warmly received her, and the two discussed the cooperation between milk tea and wine, signed a document, and wrote a contract.

Yesterday, her set of plastic steel and glass purification vessels was not taken away, but placed in a conspicuous place in the lobby of Juwang Building.

Whenever a guest in the lobby orders drinks, he can add money and put them in there for processing.

The wine in the container undergoes boiling, sublimation, condensation, and purification, and finally the wine dripping out is separated from the water. The wine at the entrance has high purity and a stronger taste.

Everyone who has tried this drink is full of praise.

Shopkeeper Qiao looked at this rare thing and asked tentatively: "Miss Xia, do you have any extra stuff? Can we at Juwanglou buy it at a high price?"

If you pay a high price to buy something, once it is in Juwanglou's hands, wouldn't it mean that you are freed from her control?

Xia Qianqian spread her hands and said, "This is an inherited treasure given to me by my master. I have no idea what kind of material it is made of, and I don't know how to make it. This is the only one."

Shopkeeper Qiao was extremely disappointed and hesitated: "Then this thing..."

"I can rent it to Juwanglou!"

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"What about the rent?" Why does Shopkeeper Qiao feel like he is working for someone else?

"Just pay the rent as you see fit!" Xia Qianqian emphasized: "Since we have cooperated, placing the heirloom treasure with you can be regarded as a sign of sincerity on my part. As long as you keep it safe for me."

"That's natural."

After negotiating a contract with Shopkeeper Qiao, Xia Qianqian wandered around the street for a while.

Later, Cuiyu will lead her to see the house.
Chapter completed!