Xia Qianqian thought for a while, "I can buy it, but I will buy it at the market price and will never give a high price. If they are willing, they can transport the soybeans to my house, and I will ask Uncle Wang to weigh them for acceptance before paying."<

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"That's natural!" Xu Jiang didn't expect Xia Qianqian to give him such face.

Because he asked about it from Uncle Wang.

Xia Yatou now opens a shop in Jiangcheng, selling milk tea without the need for soybeans.

But since she agreed.

This girl is smart and good at doing business. She must have come up with some good ideas.

"Then..." Xu Jiang hesitated and then said: "Girl Xia, there are still some people in the village who grow mung beans. Do you need this?"

Mung beans?

Xia Qianqian's eyes lit up.

In summer, the most needed thing in her beverage shop is mung beans.

She can make mung bean cake, mung bean soup, mung bean sorbet, and she can even try grinding mung beans into powder to make vermicelli.

"Jiafa" shop also sells spicy vermicelli soup.

In my previous life, chicken soup noodles, casserole vermicelli, and duck blood vermicelli soup were all girls’ favorite foods.

"Okay!" She agreed, "However, what I need are good-quality mung beans. If the quality is too bad, I will never accept them."

"That's natural!" Xu Jiang said with a big smile on his face: "We in Fu'an Village are poor, but we have high ambitions, and we will never pass things off as good ones. Don't worry about this, I will definitely check it for you."

"Okay!"

Unexpectedly, the things that have been lingering in Xu Jiang's mind were solved in just a few words.

He was happy for a moment and said, "If you don't mind, come to my room and have some home-cooked food!"

"Thank you, village chief, we are rushing back to Jiangcheng!"

Xia Qianqian was so happy that she turned around and drove away to the green tent carriage.

Ji Zimo, who was beside the car, saw her coming and said, "What do you mean, it takes so long?"

"I've negotiated another deal!" Xia Qianqian smiled.

For a long time to come, she may have to start a side job and make a fortune.

"What kind of deal!" The two got on the carriage, Ji Zimo still asked with concern.

"Buying and selling beans."

She didn't talk further. When she thought about how busy she would be in the future, she thought of the young master in Mo Mansion.

If Hebei agrees, she will perform surgery on him in the future.

This operation requires a lot of work, and there will be a lot of preliminary preparations, so there is no room for negligence.

Thinking of this, she lifted up the car curtain and asked Geng Zhong at the cabin, "Have the soul-inducing flowers collected in Fanshan ever come back?"

"According to the speed, we will arrive this evening!"

"That's okay!"

Today is here. After she receives him in the evening, she can start refining the anesthetic. Tomorrow she will start preparing for the disinfection of the house. She will need to start studying the surgical plan for the surgery the day after.

"Okay!"

Perhaps because she had been running around all day, she felt relieved, leaned her head on the corner of the carriage, and fell asleep unconsciously.

While sleeping, a hand suddenly held her face.

Those hands were generous and warm, giving people a certain sense of comfort and security, making her reluctant to leave.

In a daze, someone held her head, and then her body fell to the ground, and a warm coat was put on her body.

The familiar scent of concentration incense and ambergris lingered in her nose. She was so tired that her heart sank and she fell asleep.

Ji Zimo looked quietly at the person lying on his lap.

Her sleeping posture is peaceful, her breathing is steady, and her small cherry-red mouth is slightly tilted, making people salivate.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently traced the corners of her lips with his fingers, causing her to murmur a few times.

The voice was very soft, but it was like an unstoppable electric current that hit his heart.

That silent heart couldn't help but beat crazily again.

Ji Zimo quickly retracted his hand, held back the throbbing in his heart, and closed his eyes nervously.

What happened to him?

Is it possible that I have read too many books about love recently, and some pictures that I shouldn’t have always pop up in my mind?

Restraint!

Restraint!

He needs to control his emotions.

The Qingzheng carriage bumped all the way, and when night fell, it finally arrived at the gate of the Xia family in Jiangcheng.

The moment the carriage stopped, Xia Qianqian suddenly woke up.

She rubbed her eyes and murmured to herself: "Why did I fall asleep?"

As she spoke, she sat up straight and stretched, "Ah! You slept well!"

"You slept well, but I didn't!" A teasing voice came from beside me.

"Huh?" Xia Qianqian looked at the person sitting on the couch and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

"My legs are numb!"

"Ah?"

Xia Qianqian lowered her head and noticed.

She kept lying on the man's legs. The journey was bumpy and her legs could not move, so they would naturally become numb.

She smiled awkwardly, put her small hands on his legs, and rubbed them carefully, "Where's the numbness? Is it here? I'll rub it for you and it'll be fine!"

Those soft, boneless hands, with the little fingertips touching his legs, seemed to be carrying fire, igniting the fire in his heart and stirring up his heart.

Ji Zimo swallowed hard and grabbed her hand as fast as lightning, "No, I..."

His eyes were evasive and his tone was a little flustered, "I got out of the car and just moved around!"

While he was talking, he stood up quickly, raised the curtains of the car, and jumped out of the car first.

Unexpectedly, he stumbled and almost fell.

Fortunately, Xiao Yong on the side had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stretched out his hand to support him and asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with your leg?"

"I feel numb!" There was no emotion or anger in his tone.

"How can you suppress numbness?" Geng Zhong asked with a stunned look on his face.

Xia Qianqian followed down and hurriedly explained: "I pressed it, but I helped you rub it!"

Pressure?

Knead?

These two simple words gave the two of them so much room for imagination.

Xiao Yong and Geng Zhong hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to say anything.

Xia Qianqian, who was on the side, didn't take it seriously. She caught up and walked around in front of Ji Zimo. While walking backwards, she curiously asked, "I remember falling asleep leaning on the carriage. Why did I wake up next to you?"

In my arms, I asked, "Are you plotting against me?"

This girl, facing the majestic King Xian, actually dared to speak in such a tone.

It's so scary that it doesn't pay for your life.

Ji Zimo seemed to be used to her going beyond the bounds, so he followed her words and said, "If I didn't have any evil intentions against you, why would I accompany you to the countryside to farm, or go shopping on the mountain?"

These words forced Xia Qianqian into the corner again.

She smiled slyly, "Then are you greedy for my person or my heart?"

Ji Zimo paused in his steps and was stunned for a moment.

This sentence is really too explicit.

He didn't teach her those words in the book, so how should he answer at this time!

Xiao Yong and Geng Zhong were struck by lightning and took several steps back until they reached the carriage.

The two of them stood facing a horse's head, not daring to say anything.

These contents,

Can they listen?

When Miss Xia speaks, she acts like a wolf and a tiger. Now, how should the thin-skinned Highness respond?
Chapter completed!