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Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen

When the villagers heard the name of Qian's Mansion, they stopped rushing to grab meat and vegetables. They all began to discuss whether the person who came was the old man from Qian's Mansion that they knew.

Bai Ling quickly came to the door and saw Mrs. Qian being supported by Walnuts as he walked into the yard. There were several young men behind him holding gift boxes, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

If you look closely, you will find that the corners of Bai Ling's mouth are twitching slightly.

Those who came over before gave many gifts, but they were relatively practical, but they were just more expensive in the eyes of the farmers.

The owner of Hongtai Bank also sent a congratulatory gift, but he asked shopkeeper Shen to give it in the form of a banknote and did not let outsiders know.

But the gift box that Mr. Qian’s servant is holding is worth several taels of silver alone. Isn’t it too eye-catching?

Moreover, Mr. Qian came to congratulate him in person, which is what the Qian Mansion means by saying that it will protect the third family of the Bai family.

"The old lady is here just to give the girl face, why are you bringing these old things? Aren't you afraid that the girl won't be able to return the favor?" Bai Ling felt blessed, stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation, and walked in to welcome the old lady Qian. .

"Humph, you have the nerve to say that. Now that you are capable, you have forgotten about my old bones, and you don't even bother to take the time to see me! There are so many recipes left behind that I am tired of eating them and have lost weight in my stomach. There's a banquet at your house today, and I want to have a good time, otherwise I won't leave, since I have a place to live anyway." Mr. Qian said with his beard raised.

"It's impossible to have a good meal, but it is possible to eat something fresh. My family does have a vacant house, but the old man is determined to live there. Won't Mr. Qian and Mrs. Qian come to take you back?" Bai Ling covered her mouth and chuckled. Before the old man got angry, he said hurriedly: "I'll pack some snacks for you later, plus two more recipes, okay?"

Seeing Mrs. Qian's eyes rolling, Bai Ling hurriedly added: "No bargaining, otherwise there will be nothing."

"Deal." Mr. Qian didn't want to lose face in front of outsiders, so he nodded in agreement and waved his hand towards Walnut.

"Congratulations to Miss Bai on her move-in. The old lady specially prepared a congratulatory gift. A set of four treasures of the study, five pieces of silk and satin of various colors, a pair of blue and white porcelain vases, and fifty taels of congratulatory gifts. Madam also ordered the younger one to bring a congratulatory gift to Miss Bai. The latest from Hongtai Silver House A set of stylish silver-headed noodles, two pieces of fashionable silk and satin from Fucheng, a set of official kiln teapots, and twenty taels of congratulatory gifts." Walnut opened his voice and sang loudly.

When large families hold banquets, they have dedicated people to receive gifts, record them, and sing in harmony.

But farmers are not big on gift-giving. Although some people write gift accounts, they don't recognize these things and dare not pick them up for fear of breaking them, so Walnut comes here on his own.

Bai Ling was stunned. This gift was more than what Old Master Qian had given her when she saved her life.

Is it because they have been in contact for more than half a year and can be considered as friends?

Or is Sanfang's life booming now, and the Qian Mansion intends to show favor?

No matter which one it is, Bai Ling has to accept it. If he offends the Qian family in Wufu Town, there will be inevitable trouble later.

Even if the Duan family is behind the scenes, the process is always unpleasant.

"Thank you very much, old man, for your kindness. Please also convey this to Madam. Bai Ling will come to visit you later to say thank you." Bai Ling smiled at the Qian Mansion's kindness and didn't care what the villagers said, so he led people to the east room.

Naturally, these things have to be sent to the east room to avoid being harmed by others.

The appearance of Mr. Qian made Bai Dashu unable to sit still. He hinted Bai Sanshu several times to entertain the distinguished guests, but Bai Sanshu never heard it.

"Those are all distinguished guests that Er Yatai has met. I didn't know what to say when I went there. On the contrary, everyone felt uncomfortable and couldn't go there." Bai Sanshu scratched his head and smiled very honestly.

"You don't know what to say, I know it!" Bai Dashu was about to speak, but the village chief stepped in first, leaving him no chance to say it.

"Sanshu is right. Those guests are here for Bai Ling, so let her handle it herself. It would be bad if she offends the distinguished guests. I heard someone say that the Qian Mansion is very rich.

From my background, I can eat well even in the county. But the Qian Mansion rarely interacts with people, and no one knows the nature of Mr. Qian." When the village chief spoke, he looked at Bai Dashu specifically.

Bai Dashu's face suddenly darkened. He was very dissatisfied with the village chief's warning, but he had to listen to it.

There are certainly advantages and disadvantages to being able to curry favor with the Qian Mansion, but once offended, Bai Dashu cannot bear the consequences.

At least the relationship between the third room and the old house is good without stepping on it. Bai Dashu doesn't dare to expect Bai Ling to put in a good word for him.

In the east room, no one knows about someone trying to curry favor, and if they know, they won't care because they won't pay any attention to it.

"Girl, the hot pot you make is better than the one in the hot pot restaurant run by the Duan family. Make two packages of the base ingredients for me later. The spicy taste is really delicious." After sitting down, Mr. Qian talked to

Everyone exchanged a few words, but after eating hot pot, they forgot to worry about their image.

Bai Ling looked at the posture of Old Mrs. Qian hugging the table in silence, poured a cup of hawthorn tea, and refused: "When the old lady wants to eat, please bring someone a message, and I will make it fresh for him. But this is spicy."

It’s not suitable to eat too much, especially if your body is in good shape. Eating too much will accumulate anger, so don’t think the medicine is bitter.”

Mr. Qian was enjoying his meal and was dissatisfied with Bai Ling's words. He opened his eyes wide and said, "You girl, can't you make me happy? How many hot pot base ingredients do you want to give up? You can set a price and I will

Can’t you buy it yet?”

"If the old man insists on saying so, I can sell you the base material. But I need Mrs. Qian's nod, otherwise I won't dare to do this business." Bai Ling was not afraid of Mr. Qian's temper at all and insisted not to give it.

It is not suitable for the elderly to eat too many spicy foods, and Bai Ling will not regress.

Moreover, the Bai family's hot pot is delicious and has something to do with Lingquan water. It is impossible for the Duan family restaurant to make it better than this.

Mrs. Qian pointed at Bai Ling angrily for a while, but never mentioned the background information again.

Although Mrs. Qian is a daughter-in-law, she treats Mr. Qian like a father. She is also Mr. Qian's niece. Mrs. Qian will never give in on certain matters.

Mr. Qian knew his daughter-in-law's filial piety, so it was hard for him to get into trouble.

An old man and a young man bickered, but the others talked less. They watched the excitement and ate a lot at the same time.

Fortunately, Bai Ling was well prepared and the table was not empty.

"Bai Ling, you are so ungrateful. You researched a new base and didn't let anyone notify me to try it. Do you think you are a partner?" Duan Yulang lifted his robe and took a seat, and hurriedly ordered the waiter to prepare a bowl for him.

Chopsticks, "This is the gift list. Are you satisfied with it? If you don't like it, I'll have someone prepare another one."

Duan Yulang and Ouyang Xun were led into the east room by Bai Wei, and the gifts were naturally delivered directly to them.

It's just that the two of them kept a relatively low profile and didn't let anyone sing about the gift list, so as not to cause trouble for the third room.

"Actually, it would be more practical if you just give the money directly. You also know the situation of our family. With so many good things, I'm really afraid that someone will miss it." Bai Ling glanced at the gift list and put it in his sleeve pocket.

The Duan family is the richest man in Zixiao City, and they are partners with Bai Ling, so the gift Duan Yulang brought is certainly valuable. (To be continued)


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