After borrowing millions, my resort became popular

Chapter 8 A small pot worth a hundred times the price
The steaming three-fresh dumplings from two nights were served.

Rubbing the thin mist and looking at the other party's increasingly beautiful features, Song Zhizhi had to pinch himself to calm down, "It's time to eat."

The man across the table nodded obediently and started eating.

Biting into the tender and chewy shrimp filling, Song Zhizhi felt deeply that she had made a mistake. In order to save her respect, she added in a fierce tone:

"I'm just demonstrating, you have to cook by yourself next time, do you understand?"

People still just nodded, as docile as possible.

But no matter how Song Zhizhi looked, there seemed to be a strange smile in the other person's eyes.

But when she looked again, she could see nothing.

It seems that everything is her own illusion.

Song Zhizhi finished eating the dumplings angrily and put down the bowls and chopsticks: "You wash the dishes."

Xiao Bai packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen without any resistance. The sound of gurgling water started and ended, and he quickly completed the task.

Just, really good.

Song Zhizhi held the tablet and pretended to follow the drama, but in fact he was stealing glances at the people next to him.

As if the robot completed the input of instructions, it returned to standby mode after washing the dishes.

Song Zhizhi's eyes hurt. What kind of species was this guy?

After thinking about it, he pulled out an abandoned tablet from under the table and handed it to Xiao Bai.

"Just take a look and think of it as studying."

What to study?Learn the code of conduct of a normal human being or learn to be a qualified long-term worker?

Anyway, Song Zhizhi left in style after losing the tablet.

With the current intimacy between the two of them barely reaching [-]%, she has done enough.
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After playing the role of a visitor's stone under the big tree at the entrance of the resort for a few days, Song Zhizhi finally saw a living person again.

Still a repeat customer.

Zhao Jin looked up and saw the dense canopy of trees above his head. The sunlight penetrated through the layers of intersecting branches and leaves, and finally fell on him, leaving only soft light and shadow.

Actually came back again.

Zhao Jin was shocked, but he was much calmer than the first time.

He turned his head and looked not far away, and sure enough he saw a strange house with the door open and the shelves full of colorful items exactly the same as before.

He stood at the door of the small supermarket without going in directly, "Miss Song?"

Song Zhizhi, who had been looking around for a while, looked up and saw Zhao Jin wearing a blue hairband and a commoner.

"Hey, it's you."

Song Zhizhi did not expect to meet again so soon. She thought she would have to wait another ten days and a half to see her guests.

And although she completed the first transaction, the resort has not checked in a single guest so far.

She has been bored here for a long time, and she is still looking forward to guests checking in.

Zhao Jin had just handed over his own work, and took some money for his sister to stay at her grandmother's house. This temporarily solved the trouble at hand and allowed her to concentrate on preparing for the exam.

But the money he took out came from Song Zhizhi.

So when he was writing in the study today, he felt a little uneasy when he thought about this.

Because he got the money from selling the two honey jars.

The brother and sister were worried about money that day. In order to lighten the atmosphere, the younger sister Zhao Xuan talked about the things Zhao Jin had brought back.

Not to mention valuable food such as donkey-hide gelatin cakes and candied fruits, the rice noodles and bacon were also of first-class quality. Zhao Xuan was curious about the traveling merchant mentioned by her brother.The two yellow jars were crystal clear and could still transmit light when facing the candlelight. I didn’t know what they were.

Zhao Jin reacted quickly.

At that time, Song Zhizhi told him that there was honey in it, which was not an expensive food. There were people in the countryside who would pick up beehives and bring them back to eat.

But the hive of bees he knew was anything but like this.

Because he was too stimulated by new things at the time, he temporarily ignored the unusual features of this honey.

When Zhao Jin poured the honey into the bowl and washed out a clean and translucent jar, he was stunned for a long time.

This jar can definitely not be bought for five hundred coins!

He didn't want to touch the jar, after all, it belonged to the 'mountain spirit' girl.

But after Zhao Jin went out the next day, her aunt Ding came to the door with someone.

She accepted the matchmaker's money and had no intention of paying it back. She was just a little girl and not a princess, so she didn't believe it was possible!

Who did she take with her?
The sister-in-law who brought the man with her did not say that she wanted to see it, but only said that she would come and talk to Zhao Xuan.

How shameless is it to ask an elder to come over and talk to her?Ding's heart was pounding with calculations. She had the advantage of her status, and under the guise of caring about the younger generation, she couldn't find any reason to tell anyone.

On the other hand, Zhao Xuan, as long as she is disrespectful in front of others, she will not want her reputation.

Don’t expect to get married in the future.

Although Zhao Xuan was frail, she was not a fool. She knew her aunt was uneasy and well-intentioned, but she couldn't let it happen, so she forced herself to serve tea.

As a result, Sister-in-law Zhen first snorted when she saw her, then looked her up and down with critical eyes, and then started to comment on Zhao Xuan like an animal.

Zhao Xuan was so ashamed and angry that she could no longer hold on.

And Mrs. Ding was listening on the sidelines, and from time to time she would chime in and add insult to injury.

The two of them were extremely arrogant, not caring about Zhao Xuan's increasingly pale face and rapid breathing.

If Zhao Jin hadn't come back in time, there's no telling what would have happened.

There are no elders in the family, so all kinds of cats and dogs can come in.

As her sister grows up, marriage is inevitable, but Zhao Jin is as picky as the meat on the chopping board for her sister who doesn't want her to get to know her.

Zhao Jin sent the two Dings away with a cold face, knowing that the other party did not give up.

As long as it is profitable, Ding will not give up.

He comforted his sister, and after thinking twice, he cleaned the honey jar and took it to the pawn shop.

Seeing the flashing eyes of the pawnshop owner, Zhao Jin knew something.

Live for 50 taels a year.

Not only did it solve Shu Xiu's problem, but it also gave him enough money to buy clothes and jewelry for his sister. He also bought some gifts and sent them to his grandfather's house, asking his grandfather's family to temporarily take care of his late sister.

These 50 taels solved Zhao Jin's urgent need, but by being used as Song Zhizhi's trap and getting such a big advantage for nothing, he always kept in mind that he had to tell Miss Song face to face about this matter.

Unexpectedly, just as he was thinking this, in the blink of an eye as he pushed out the door of the study room, he came to this place again.

After listening to what Zhao Jin said, Song Zhizhi fell silent.

Zhao Jin was ashamed and thought Song Zhizhi was angry. In fact, Song Zhizhi was just thinking about the two jars he gave away as gifts. Was the jar specially made?

But no matter how she recalled it, she came to the conclusion that they were just two ordinary glass jars. At most, they looked a little more refined. After all, there were many competing products and high pressure, so the quality would naturally be lost online.

So, if two glass jars were pawned for 50 taels of silver, their value would be more than a hundred times higher, right?

(End of this chapter)