Dongfang Lian carried a large basket of jade materials that she picked out on her back... The preliminary estimate of the value of it was several million taels, and there was also the 300,000 taels that Long Jingkuang gave her. She hadn't spent all of it yet, but it was promising.
Seeing the warning look in her eyes, she didn't dare to cut anymore.
"Sir, can we negotiate the price of these jade materials of yours?"
There are many pieces of jade that Wangwu likes.
"I'll sell this piece."
Dongfang Lian picked a valuable piece from the basket. She needed a banknote, otherwise she would not do business with Yumingju. Yumingju were all shrewd businessmen.
"I want three hundred thousand taels, no matter the price."
"this?"
Wang Wu had a sad face, this young man was very good at setting prices.
"Don't want it? Then I'm leaving."
Dongfang Lian doesn't force it, these jade materials are all good... Even if she doesn't sell jade tea houses, she hires people to polish them herself and takes them to jade shops to sell them piece by piece, and she can still sell them at a high price.
"Okay, okay...just three hundred thousand taels."
Wangwu is also shrewd. Although three hundred thousand taels is high, Yumingju can still make a good profit.
…
Looking at the banknote in his hand, Dongfang Lian smiled happily.
"Your hand...is hurt."
Long Jingkuang saw that her hands were bleeding, but he was counting the banknotes happily. This woman, really...does she only love money? She didn't care about her own injuries.
"fine."
Dongfang Lian didn't take that little injury seriously at all.
She is not a lady who has never endured hardships.
In her previous life, in order to help Long Qijin ascend to the throne of God, she went through many dangers, her life hung on a thread, and she was injured and poisoned.
"Zhu Yue, please bandage this... master's wound."
Long Jingkuang's commanding words cannot be doubted.
"……yes."
Although Zhuyue was a little reluctant, everyone knew that Long Jing's style of doing things must be followed.
Zhuyue walked up to Dongfang Lian and said, "Mr. Dong, let me bandage you."
Although Long Jingkuang of Dongliu Gang found his superior Ziyu, for some reason, Zhuyue did not like Dongliu.
Perhaps she didn't like the money-loving way Dong Liu counted the banknotes.
"No need. I can bandage it after I get home. I'm leaving. Goodbye."
"Mr. Dong, in order to thank Mr. Dong for helping me find the life-extending medicine, I decided to have a banquet to thank Mr. Dong."
Long Jing shouted wildly to stop Dongfang Lian.
The three people next to him—Cheng Zheng, Zhui Feng, and Zhu Yue—were all surprised when they heard this.
Because they had been with Long Jingkuang for so many years, and this was the first time they saw him inviting someone to dinner.
"No need. Let's do it next time. I'm in a hurry to go home."
My mouth is watering just thinking about the delicacies in Tianxianglou. But look at the sky, it's already getting dark.
She had to go home, otherwise she would miss something big.
"Okay, Zhui Feng, let's send this young master back home."
Long Jingkuang ordered the government again.
He saw her stuffing the banknotes into her arms and smiling happily. For some reason, he also felt happy, as if her actions and emotions could infect him.
"Yes, Master."
Zhuifeng obeyed the order and walked up to Dongfang Lian, "Mr. Dong, let me take you home. You are carrying a basket of valuable wool..."
Whether we can get home safely is also a question. But if we let him chase the wind to escort us, it will be absolutely safe.
"Okay. Thanks."
Oriental Love doesn’t make any excuses either.
…
A group of people walked out of Yuming Residence.
At the door, the two carriages that came just now were parked.
One was a luxurious carriage, which was specially used by Long Jingkuang, and was pulled by two white horses.
The other was a relatively simple carriage. Dongfang Lian and Cheng Zheng came in this carriage just now. Dongfang Lian carried a large basket of jade materials that he picked out on his back... The initial estimate of the value was several million taels.
She hadn't spent all the 300,000 taels that Long Jingkuang had given her yet, but seeing the warning look in Wang Wu's eyes, she didn't dare to cut any more.
"Sir, can we negotiate the price of these jade materials of yours?"
There are many pieces of jade that Wangwu likes.
"I'll sell this piece."
Dongfang Lian picked a valuable piece from the basket. She needed a banknote, otherwise she would not do business with Yumingju. Yumingju were all shrewd businessmen.
"I want three hundred thousand taels, no matter the price."
"this?"
Wang Wu had a sad face, this young man was very good at setting prices.
"Don't want it? Then I'm leaving."
Dongfang Lian doesn't force it, these jade materials are all good... Even if she doesn't sell jade tea houses, she hires people to polish them herself and takes them to jade shops to sell them piece by piece, and she can still sell them at a high price.
"Okay, okay...just three hundred thousand taels."
Wangwu is also shrewd. Although three hundred thousand taels is high, Yumingju can still make a good profit.
…
Looking at the banknote in his hand, Dongfang Lian smiled happily.
"Your hand...is hurt."
Long Jingkuang saw that her hands were bleeding, but he was counting the banknotes happily. This woman, really...does she only love money? She didn't care about her own injuries.
"fine."
Dongfang Lian didn't take that little injury seriously at all.
She is not a lady who has never endured hardships.
In her previous life, in order to help Long Qijin ascend to the throne of God, she went through many dangers, her life hung on a thread, and she was injured and poisoned.
"Zhu Yue, please bandage this... master's wound."
Long Jingkuang's commanding words cannot be doubted.
"……yes."
Although Zhuyue was a little reluctant, everyone knew that Long Jing's style of doing things must be followed.
Zhuyue walked up to Dongfang Lian and said, "Mr. Dong, let me bandage you."
Although Long Jingkuang of Dongliu Gang found his superior Ziyu, for some reason, Zhuyue did not like Dongliu.
Perhaps she didn't like the money-loving way Dong Liu counted the banknotes.
"No need. I can bandage it after I get home. I'm leaving. Goodbye."
"Mr. Dong, in order to thank Mr. Dong for helping me find the life-extending medicine, I decided to have a banquet to thank Mr. Dong."
Long Jing shouted wildly to stop Dongfang Lian.
The three people next to him—Cheng Zheng, Zhui Feng, and Zhu Yue—were all surprised when they heard this.
Because they had been with Long Jingkuang for so many years, and this was the first time they saw him inviting someone to dinner.
"No need. Let's do it next time. I'm in a hurry to go home."
My mouth is watering just thinking about the delicacies in Tianxianglou. But look at the sky, it's already getting dark.
She had to go home, otherwise she would miss something big.
"Okay, Zhui Feng, let's send this young master back home."
Long Jingkuang ordered the government again.
He saw her stuffing the banknotes into her arms and smiling happily. For some reason, he also felt happy, as if her actions and emotions could infect him.
"Yes, Master."
Zhuifeng obeyed the order and walked up to Dongfang Lian, "Mr. Dong, let me take you home. You are carrying a basket of valuable wool..."
Whether we can get home safely is also a question. But if we let him chase the wind to escort us, it will be absolutely safe.
"Okay. Thanks."
Oriental Love doesn’t make any excuses either.
…
A group of people walked out of Yuming Residence.
At the door, the two carriages that came just now were parked.
One was a luxurious carriage, which was specially used by Long Jingkuang, and was pulled by two white horses.
The other was a relatively simple carriage. Dongfang Lian and Cheng Zheng came in this carriage just now.