Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 107 The twisted melon is not sweet
Taoist Wuwei decided not to entangle the truth of this answer for the time being, but to ask other more practical questions first.

"So, there is no ancestral formula at all. What kind of No. [-] and No. [-] toothpaste are you tinkering with yourself?"

"Yes."

"You can really brag. Show me that toothpaste of yours."

Wen Xiang had no choice but to take out a small can of No. [-] toothpaste for personal use and show it to Taoist Wuwei.

It was the first time Taoist Wuwei saw toothpaste. He always thought it was something curious. Now, after looking at this jar of toothpaste upside down for a long time, he had to humbly ask, "Is this thing easy to use?"

"Easy to use, the effect of brushing teeth is a hundred times stronger than that of green salt."

"Then how much does this toothpaste sell for?"

"I'll sell this jar of toothpaste to the department store for two taels of silver."

Taoist Wuwei's eyes widened: "How much does it cost?"

"One or two."

Taoist Wuwei was convinced, and he was indeed innocent of business.

"So, you guys have been rinsing your mouth with two taels of silver toothpaste, while I use twenty cents of green salt?" Taoist Wuwei's attention angle is very tricky.

Wen Xiang had an innocent look of "If you don't tell me, how would I know you want to use it".

"Hmph!" Dao Wuwei angrily confiscated the can of toothpaste.

Then another question came to his mind: "How much did that No. [-] toothpaste formula sell for?"

Wen Xiang really didn't want to answer this question: "Master Taoist, can I not answer this question? This is the money I earned through hard work and study. The Taoist priest inquired so clearly. Could it be that he wanted to rob?"

"Robbery?" Daoist Wuwei immediately sneered, "Even if you sell for a few hundred taels of silver, I don't think much of it."

Then I silently added a sentence in my heart: I am just curious, not to mention falling down.

"Well, I don't need to ask this question. But where did the king come from? Don't tell me, you raised him since childhood." Taoist Wuwei asked another sharp question.

The king came to Wen's small courtyard only recently, and everyone in Wen's village knew about this situation.

Wen Xiang had no choice but to answer honestly: "At the end of last year, when I was collecting firewood in Yunxi Mountain, I encountered it by chance in the mountains, and I brought it back."

This sentence is very beautiful, there is not a single false typo.

The time was at the end of last year. That’s right. It’s also true that we met in the mountains. The mysterious valley is on Yunxi Mountain. It is said that we met in the mountains. There is no problem at all.

Wen Xiang continued to be confident, her face was neither blushing nor her heart was beating.

"Don't you think the king is very special? For example, he seems to understand human speech."

Wen Xiang's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and his face almost collapsed, but he was able to stabilize in time: "Your Majesty is very smart, very understanding."

Taoist Wuwei pondered for a moment, then shifted his gaze to the king. At this moment, it was washing its face solemnly, as if it couldn't understand what others were discussing about it.

Daoist Wuwei unconsciously tapped his fingers on the table of the Eight Immortals, and asked again, "Why was the king able to find you that night?"

Wen Xiang really didn't know how to answer, so he could only make nonsense: "Your Majesty is very spiritual. I often stay with him. Of course he can find my aura."

"You think the king is a dog, even a dog may not be able to find you in the dry well."

"Anyway, it was found." Wen Xiang simply put it down.

Daoist Wuwei rubbed his chin and thought to himself, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

He decided, no matter what, try again.

"Actually, I think Your Majesty is really intelligent. Last time I said that I wanted to take him to Mount Sanqing, I was sincere. I wonder if laymen can give up their love?"

Recalling Taoist Wuwei's old saying really made Wen Xiang very embarrassed: "My lord, although I picked it up, it is an independent individual, and I will not lead its cat's life."

"I still say the old saying, I will not betray the king, but if the king himself wants to follow the Taoist priest, then I will never stop it."

"Besides, twisted melons are not sweet, and forced love will not have good results, don't you think so? Daoist."

After Wen Xiang made her declaration of love, she looked at Taoist Wuwei pitifully.

Daoist Wuwei: You are addicted to meow acting, tell a cat whether you like it or not, and play the piano randomly.

"In this case, I will take it as your agreement. I believe that one day, the king will go with me. When the time comes, don't forget what you said." Taoist Wuwei immediately issued a gauntlet.

Wen Xiang embraced the king in his arms, with an expression of disbelief: I don't believe it.

"I have another request. I want to stay with the king for a while. You don't mind."

"Can I say mind?"

"No." Taoist Wuwei immediately punctured Wen Xiang's wishful thinking.

"Then you still ask a fart."

"What did you say?" Taoist Wuwei immediately widened his eyes.

Wen Xiang flinched quickly, and said with an apologetic smile: "No, I didn't say anything, if the Taoist priest wants to follow the king, he should follow the king."

Wen Xiang looked like "you can do whatever you want, it's up to you".

"Humph!"

Counting your interest, Taoist Wuwei is full of ambitions and is ready to end the conversation.

As a result, Wen Xiang suddenly said: "The Taoist priest has finished speaking, then it's my turn to say it."

Taoist Wuwei frowned: Does she know what she is talking about?

Now that he has successfully fooled Taoist Wuwei, Wen Xiang decided to make further progress: "I answered all the questions asked by the Taoist priest; I also agreed to the request of the Taoist priest. Now it's my turn to ask."

Taoist Wuwei laughed: "Oh? What's the request? Tell me."

"It's okay for the Taoist priest to stay in our house for a while, but he can't point fingers at our brothers and sisters, let alone make unreasonable demands on me."

Taoist Wuwei was speechless: "Did you think too much, this Daoist will not make unreasonable demands."

"Oh? Who did it in the car?"

"Did I do it? Did I touch a hair of yours?" Taoist Wuwei said slowly.

Taoist Wuwei is right, he did not encounter a single hair on Wen Xiang, but this does not prevent Wen Xiang from hating him so much:

She can't say that the carbon dioxide you breathe has touched me!
"It won't be the best, and ┈┈" Wen Xiang looked at Taoist Wuwei and announced sternly: "Brother is my only family member, and I will not allow anyone to bully or threaten him. This is my bottom line. Anyone Don't step on it, including you -- Taoist Master Wuwei."

Taoist Wuwei raised his head and stared fixedly at Wen Xiang's serious little face. His expressionless face made it impossible to know what was going on in his heart.

Wen Xiang held her head high, and blatantly retaliated, expressing the meaning of "I am not afraid of you".

The two faced each other without blinking, staring at each other to see who would be defeated first.

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