Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 209 The Opponent's Strength Only Wins the Fun (4)
It wasn't just him who was also surprised, but also Han Shaoqing.He stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but think, if his Han family members could have such contagious power, the Han family would have been able to dominate Wanli Town and go further.

While he was in a daze and contemplating, Lingjiu and the others had already entered the teahouse.

After Han Shaoqing came back to his senses, he immediately grabbed Song Zhihua and jumped off the roof, followed him into the teahouse, looking for the wing where Lingjiu and the others were.

The shopkeeper in the teahouse heard about Song Zhihua and his identities, thought about it, and led them to the only Tianzi room in the teahouse.

"This is the image effect. Do you think I go to show people every day for fun?"

The girl's soft voice drifted out from the room, and most people could hear it at all, and only a third-tier warrior like him, with a keen sense of insensitivity, could hear it a little clearly.

"Image effect?" Someone asked, the voice sounded young, and Han Shaoqing was thinking about the image of the owner of the voice in his mind.

Lingjiu answered him in a gentle tone, "Imperial power takes the realistic route, but theocracy takes the spiritual route, controlling people's hearts by brainwashing. What I'm doing now is to develop believers who are higher than disciples."

"Develop believers?" Zhengtai's voice raised. Although he has never heard of believers, it doesn't mean he won't understand it literally. "Everyone calls you Peach Blossom Fairy, so you really think you are a fairy."

"Why not." The girl answered without hesitation and briskly.

For a moment, there was only a young man's elegant laughter, which contained a deep sense of pampering and tolerance.

The shopkeeper of the tea house walked to the door, saw Xiayan who was guarding the door, and said with a smile on his face: "Miss Xiayan, these two are talking about the eldest lady and uncle of the Song family. They came to see Master Song and the others."

Xiayan nodded to him, and before she could speak, the door behind her opened.

She was startled, took a step sideways, and said to Han Shaoqing and Song Zhihua, "Please come in, both of you."

Han Shaoqing and Song Zhihua just walked in.

The layout of this wing room is not luxurious and exquisite, it is so simple that it is not much different from ordinary wing rooms, but it is clean, with almost no dust or smell.

At the table in the center of the wing, three young teenagers sat.

"Patriarch Song, Little Fairy Peach Blossom, and this one?" Han Shaoqing greeted him proactively.

Although he was already married to Song Zhihua, which meant that he was also in-laws with the Song family, he didn't think he could show much closeness to Song Xueyi.

Wen Baozi, who was watched by him, had a reserved and steady smile on his face, "Han Shaohao, I am the president of the Jiuyi Chamber of Commerce."

"..." Han Shaoqing remained expressionless.

Song Zhihua whispered: "He used to be the young master of the Wen family, but now he is the head of the Wen family."

"Miss Song is right. However, I think the identity of the president of the Jiuyi Chamber of Commerce will definitely interest Young Master Han." Wen Baozi said solemnly, "My name is Wen Zixuan, and Young Master Han can call me President Wen , you can also call me Zixuan."

How does it feel to be treated like a mature peer by a ten-year-old boy?Han Shaoqing felt it personally this time.

He looked at Song Xueyi and Lingjiu, and found that their expressions were very indifferent, which made him feel that they were just watching a joke.

Song Zhihua took a step forward, and bowed gently to Song Xueyi, "I have met the Patriarch."

She interjected and took the topic away.

Song Xueyi nodded, "Sit."

Song Zhihua looked at Han Shaoqing.Han Shaoqing nodded and sat down on the remaining seat on the round table.Leaving Song Zhihua behind, she sat down in an empty seat not far away.

"Patriarch Song is busy recently?" Han Shaoqing asked with neither familiarity nor alienation.

Song Xueyi picked up the teapot and poured him a cup in a smooth manner, "Yeah."

Han Shaoqing's mood can be called a little flattered.Although he knew that Song Xueyi's behavior was only out of the etiquette that a big family should have.

Song Zhihua, who was sitting not far away, was also delighted to see it.

After all, if Song Xueyi treats Han Shaoqing politely, she will have more face, and her life in the Han family will be better in the future.

"I see Patriarch Song doesn't have much time for lunch today." Han Shaoqing said while picking up the tea that Song Xueyi had poured, and took a sip.The fragrance of the tea made him startled again.He had never drunk this tea before, and the taste was even more fragrant and pleasant than that of Jiujian Bichun.

The original plan in his heart became stronger, and after reassuring the teacup, he said to Song Xueyi: "This time I accompany Zhihua back to the house, and there is actually one more thing I want to discuss with Patriarch Song."

"Say." Song Xueyi stroked Lingjiu's hair in her arms, and saw that she didn't look impatient, and she didn't know where she was distracted.

Han Shaoqing said: "The Han family wants to do business with the Song family." After saying this, he waited for a while, but did not hear Song Xueyi's response.Looking sideways at the young Baozi's face, he saw a smile that was not a smile, and the dimples on his face were faintly visible.

Song Zhihua couldn't see her husband being ignored, so she couldn't help but said softly: "Patriarch, my husband will talk to you again."

"Zhihua!" Han Shaoqing's voice turned cold.

Song Zhihua didn't understand at first, but the next moment, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she moved her lips and didn't know what to say.She cared so much about her newlywed husband that she was so dazed that she went to remind Song Xueyi.

It was also because of this that Han Shaoqing discovered that the relationship between Song Zhihua and Song Xueyi didn't seem to be very good.

Now that the in-laws' affection card can't be used, Han Shaoqing said directly: "The business that my Han family advocates is silk and satin fabrics. There is no place with a radius of a hundred miles that can compare with the Han family's brocade. Recently, the Han family has been lucky enough to get I bought a batch of water mist silk, and the material made is comparable to the four sincerity, and even the cloth merchant family in the imperial city may not be able to compare with it. If the head of the Song family cooperates with the Han family, the Han family can make this batch of water mist The profits from the silk materials will be divided into [-]% by the Song family."

"Eighty percent." Unexpectedly, Song Xueyi didn't speak, but a clear and youthful voice rang out.

Even Han Shaoqing was taken aback by his big mouth, and he was stunned for a second before he said, "What did you say?"

Wen Baozi smiled and said: "I said that the Jiuyi Chamber of Commerce can cooperate with you, but the water mist silk material is fully handled by us, and then we will divide it into eight and you."

The words were too exaggerated, Han Shaoqing couldn't get angry, he just thought it was a child playing around.

"Patriarch Song, what do you mean?" He didn't respond to Wen Baozi's words, and continued to look at Song Xueyi.

This attitude obviously took Wen Baozi's statement as a joke.

The smile on Wen Baozi's face disappeared, and the puffed cheeks became more childish.

Lingjiu glanced at him, interest flickered in his eyes.Watching plays is the most interesting thing.

(End of this chapter)