Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 96 Beat You Smiling Tiger!

Chapter 96 Beat You Smiling Tiger! (4)
"Hehe, then Xiaomin would be more respectful than obedient. Is Uncle Yuan Guo waiting for Xiaomin here?"

Yang Tingxuan also didn't like to be too cautious, since Yuan Que said so, he was not polite.

Yuan Que turned around, and Yang Tingxuan walked out of the mansion with him, Yuan Que smiled as he walked, "I don't have anything to do today, so I wanted to let Mr. Yang accompany me to stroll around Qingshui County casually, is Mr. Yang free? "

Yuan Que lived in the Yang Mansion, and he would go out every day. No one knew what he was busy with, and no one dared to ask.Yang Tingxuan was suddenly asked to go shopping with him today, which surprised Yang Tingxuan, but he quickly replied: "I'm free."

Smiling at Yang Tingxuan, Yuan Que said warmly, "Then I'm sorry."

Yang Tingzhuan also smiled, and made a gesture of invitation to him.

The two left the Yang Mansion chatting and laughing.

He didn't take a carriage or ride a horse, but just walked out with two servants.

Yuan Que was like a poor kid from the mountains who came to the city for the first time, he was very interested in everything, and he wanted to visit every street and alley in Qingshui County.

Yang Tingxuan was puzzled, but he didn't ask, he would accompany Yuan Que wherever he wanted to go.

The street is always bustling with pedestrians, hawkers hawking, very lively, and occasionally a carriage or a horse gallops past, disturbing the passers-by.

"Son."

Muzi suddenly moved close to Yang Tingxuan's ear, pointed to the front, and whispered, "It's Miss Han."

Yang Tingxuan looked in the direction Muzi pointed, and he really saw Han Chulan and Ye Qianze. There was a load of firewood in front of the couple, and there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy beside them. There is a load of firewood, and there is a woodcutter's market. If anyone needs firewood, they can buy firewood by drilling there.

The strange thing is that the firewood of the other woodcutters has been bought, but no one has asked for the firewood of Han Chulan and the others.

Yang Tingxuan didn't notice this, when he saw Han Chulan, he walked towards Han Chulan.

"Young Master Yang."

Yuan Que stopped Yang Tingxuan suddenly, and when Yang Tingxuan looked at him, he smiled lightly: "Young Master Yang, I'm sorry, I just remembered that I have to visit Master Lin today, I won't go shopping."

Yang Tingxuan smiled politely: "Uncle Yuan Guo, please do yourself."

Yuan Que walked away shaking his fan.

Yang Tingxuan waited for him to go far before leading the two young men towards Han Chulan.

Before he came to Han Chulan, two middle-aged men who looked like managers fell in love with Ye Qianze and Huaizhen Chai. Good deal.The two stewards asked Ye Qianze and Huaizhen to bring them firewood to the house, and Ye Qianze asked the steward who sold his load of firewood to also sell Han Chulan's load of firewood, but the steward refused, saying They need a load of firewood at home.

Ye Qianze was worried about Han Chulan and wanted to give up the deal, Han Chulan gave him a comforting look, "Qianze, there was an accident today, but when the firewood came, we have to sell it, it's okay Yes, you and Huaizhen send them firewood. I will wait here to see who else wants firewood. After a while, if no one sells my firewood, I will wait for you and Huaizhen at the gate of the city. real."

Thinking that selling firewood is the only income at present, Ye Qianze looked around vigilantly, but found no danger, so he told Han Chulan to be careful, and then picked up the firewood and urged the manager to leave quickly.

Han Chulan stood behind Chai, waiting calmly, she believed that someone would always ask for her Chai.

At the same time, she was also thinking about why Big Brother Bai refused to accept any more firewood from her?

There must be a reason for this.

"How much does a load of firewood cost?"

A somewhat familiar voice with an evil smile came, Han Chulan pulled her mind back, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Yang Tingxuan, the naughty young master, standing in front of her, looking down at her condescendingly, Han Chulan Lan disliked these men a little bit, each of them was tall, which made her, a malnourished girl, look very petite standing in front of them.

"Young Master Yang."

Han Chulan called out coldly, "Why are you here?"

A nobleman like Yang Tingxuan would not come to buy firewood in person.

Yang Tingxuan smiled, looked at Han Chulan unscrupulously, and waved his fan, "I'm here to buy firewood."

Muzi slandered behind him: Young master really knows how to lie, and he did it as a matter of course.

Han Chulan pointed at her load of firewood that no one cares about, and with a slight smile on her face, she asked, "Do you need it?"

Yang Tingxuan knew that this girl would smile at him only when it was about business.He still smiled lightly, and replied: "I need it, I need it very much, but, Chu Lan, you haven't answered me yet, how much do you sell for this load of firewood?"

"25 Wen."

Han Chulan beheaded Yang Tingxuan, a big client, without blushing or panting.

Muzi said behind Yang Tingxuan: "Miss Han, other people sell a load of firewood for [-] Wen, why is yours [-] Wen more than others? Miss Han and our son are familiar, it should be cheaper, but you More expensive than usual."

"Brother, look at how strong my load of firewood is, and it is heavier than others. Besides, who are others, did you see?" Han Chulan asked Muzi calmly, Muzi I didn't understand the meaning of her words, but I just felt that her load of firewood was indeed more than others', and it was tied firmly, so I shook my head and said, "Aren't you also a human being? What's the difference?"

Yang Tingxuan stood there just shaking his fan, staring at Han Chulan, but he didn't stop Muzi from accusing Han Chulan.

"They are all men, but I am a woman, a weak woman. It is not easy to go up the mountain to cut firewood. It is not easy to carry firewood into Qingshui County and stand here. I definitely paid more than others , when I bundle more firewood than others, why can't I ask your son Gao for five cents?"

Muzi hesitated, wanting to continue to refute, but felt that what Han Chulan said was reasonable.

Han Chulan is indeed thin and small. It must be difficult to go up the mountain to cut firewood, and it is even more difficult to carry firewood from Zhangjia Village to the city...

Yang Tingxuan laughed loudly, "Muzi, here's the money, 25 Wen. We'll sell Chulan's load of firewood." Han Chulan could even talk to him, and how could Muzi be able to deal with her sharp tongue.

Muzi touched his body and said, "My lord, you don't have copper plates on you, only broken silver."

Yang Tingxuan didn't ask Muzi to give the broken silver, but said to Han Chulan: "Chulan, why don't you send the firewood to my house first, and I'll ask the kitchen steward to give you the money."

"no problem."

Han Chulan readily agreed, bent down and wanted to pick firewood, Yang Tingxuan gave Muzi a wink, and Muzi rushed forward to help Han Chulan pick firewood, saying: "Miss Han, I'll help you pick firewood That's fine, you and our young master go back to the house to get the money."

(End of this chapter)

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