Help!The icy grandpa has moved my heart

Chapter 151 She is one step behind!
An Shizi pinched his fingers and rattled.

But if you lose, you lose. This is an irrefutable thing.

If you are not as good as a person, you are not qualified to speak.

But it was too exhausting after all.

The other Young Masters Chu, Young Master Wei and Young Master Ge also looked dejected.

Although they like polo, they are not talented people after all.

And the reason for forming a bad relationship with the opposite party is also because of a small incident a few years ago. They have forgotten that incident until now, but the hatred between the two parties is very deep, and it continues to this day.

Originally, they liked to make comparisons everywhere, but how could they be willing to lose to each other now?

But after this match, they could feel the disparity in strength between the enemy and us. The opponent was only stronger than last year. They wanted to win unless Prince Pei could come back in time.

or……

Hey!
Even the third girl and others outside the venue couldn't stand it.

"Those people headed by the son of the servant of the official department are too much, and they don't have the slightest sense of propriety."

Fang Yuan said, "The two sides are comparing each other in life, let alone in the competition field? It's good that An Shizi and others won today, otherwise I'm afraid they will be ridiculed until next year."

Fang Yuan also watched the competition last year, and An Shizi and others lost miserably.

I thought that the second elder brother would come forward this year to help them out.

As a result, the second brother couldn't come because of something.

That's hard.

After all, judging from the situation of the first game, An Shizi and others were still not as good as the opponent.

Cheng Ru's eyes were also a little anxious, "Is second cousin really not coming to the competition?"

The third girl and Fang Yuan shook their heads, but no one knew the whereabouts of the second brother.

While talking, the second game started again.

This time the battle was only more intense than the first time, because An Shizi and the others were aroused and wanted to fight hard, even if they lost in the end, they had to win a game.

Everyone is working hard.

But the other side also fights.

The fight between the two sides was in full swing, and the blood of the onlookers was so excited that they forgot to drink the milk tea in their hands.

Yes, the milk tea outside today is really sold out.

Normally, people might not be willing to spend fifty yuan for a cup of milk tea, but on this special day when there is a competition, many people don't mind buying a cup for fun.

As a result, I drank it and found that this milk tea is quite delicious, not only delicious, but also a lot of varieties.

I have never heard of pearl milk tea, fruit milk tea, banana milk tea, and burnt jelly grass, but the taste is surprisingly good, and I will remember it after drinking it once.

"Which shop's milk tea is this?" Someone couldn't help asking.

"The name is 'Shaoxiancao Milk Tea', do you see the words written on the package?"

After looking at it, I found that not only the store name, but also the address of the store was written on the package, although the handwriting was a little smaller.

From now on, whoever wants to drink will know the place.

This publicity can be said to be very successful, and "burning fairy grass milk tea" has become famous again today.

This made Ji Nishang, who was passing by in a carriage, clenched his fingers tightly.

In just half a month, "Xiaoji Milk Tea" has a little business except for the one close to "Shao Xiancao Milk Tea", the other four are all in poor business and are facing bankruptcy.

Looking at the bills delivered every day, Ji Nishang was ashamed to face her aunt.

Although my aunt didn't say anything, her expression was not good-looking.

I thought I could make a lot of money, so I opened so many companies. Now that the business for a day is not enough to make money, what are you talking about making money?
If this goes on like this, the lost money will snowball like a snowball, and at that time, he will have to pay his own money to make up for it. Mrs. Xiao couldn't stand it anymore, so she hurriedly asked Ji Nishang to think of a way.

Ji Nishang was thinking of a solution, but she didn't know where the problem was. The milk tea tasted the same and the price was reasonable. According to her thinking, it should be successful.

But at the same price, the business of "burning fairy grass milk tea" is better than them.

Ji Nishang was almost stunned after thinking about it, and he didn't think of a problem. If he couldn't think of a problem, he had no solution, and it was an endless loop.

Under such circumstances, how could she be in the mood to watch a polo match?If her cousin participated, she would still be in the mood to watch, but now that her cousin is not going, she is even less in the mood to watch the game.

It's just that the carriage passed by here, and I saw "burning fairy grass milk tea" also driving around the polo match?
It is not accurate to say that, to be precise, it is in a temporary shed.

Seeing that the business is still very good, there are people queuing up to buy milk tea, this...

Why didn't she think of this way?If Xiaoji milk tea is also sold here today, with so many people, the business must be very good, and maybe they can make back all the money they lost these days!
But it's too late to say anything now.

It's too late to think about it now. This kind of thing must be planned in advance, and it takes connections to set up a booth to sell milk tea in this kind of place.

She is one step behind!
Ji Nishang bit her lip, the resentment in her heart can be imagined.

She always thought that she was talented in business, but after meeting Qu Fulan, she was frustrated one after another and felt very uncomfortable.

At the same time, the game on the field was approaching daytime, and the shouts of the onlookers kept coming and going, which made those who did not watch the scene feel the intensity of the field.

With a burst of strong cheers, the game finally came to an end.

The winning team got off their horses, ran and shouted wildly, and played handsomely at the onlookers, very flamboyantly, as if they had completely won.

But it's about the same. The opponent has lost two games in a row. It's very difficult to turn around in this situation.

Unless a miracle happens.

But where in the world are there so many miracles?

Those people had already expected to wait for a four-to-zero ban on their opponents, and they became more and more carried away with joy.

"Didn't you say that Prince Pei also signed up for the competition? Why haven't you seen anyone else? Could it be that he was also afraid of losing, so he hid ahead of time?" Zhou Baiying, the son of the official minister, taunted impatiently.

"After all, he is a prince, and he was awarded the title of Young General. How embarrassing would it be if he lost to us? So if you don't come to participate, you can save your face, hahaha." Another person echoed.

"That's why Mr. Pei has more self-knowledge than you guys. He knew he couldn't afford to lose, so he just acted like a turtle. He's better than you people who are overconfident."

In a word, he satirized everything that should be satirized, and then burst into a burst of smug laughter.

An Shizi clenched his fists and was about to rush forward to fight, but was stopped by several others, who dragged him back to a private place to rest, and slowly preached.

"Comparing with this kind of people is like being fooled by them, and it's not worth it."

"Then let them humiliate us like this? Let's forget it. Look at what they said about Ji'an? Besides, we have already lost two games. You don't think we can come back [-]-[-] next time? Unless Ji'an Come back, or..."

or what?
I couldn't continue, because after entering An Shizi's private place, everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

Qu Fulan was biting one end of the restraint belt with his mouth, and tightened it with the other hand, binding the cuff firmly, and then he saw several people rushing in angrily, and their stunned expressions.

"Don't be in a daze, let's discuss the next strategy first." Qu Fulan tied the wrist strap and said.

(End of this chapter)