I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 97
It is a good deed to give the other party a place to stay, and it is not appropriate to continue to take care of her. Besides, since the girl dares to marry, she must know that Huo Rong has no relatives and no reason, and even...maybe it is because of this identity. In this case, Then you don't have to interfere.

In Xinghua Village, there is...

Having stayed in that position for decades, he knows how to behave, and he can handle money well.

but……

Mentioning the Huo Song family reminded him of another Miss Song.

That Ms. Song can sell a wild fruit so surprisingly, I'm afraid she is quite courageous, if it is her turn, she might be able to do something even more outrageous than marrying a yin marriage.

"By the way, my lord, when I was in Lixian County, I heard that there was an extra top-quality golden brown in Yuefeng Building... it only sells a hundred a day, and I didn't buy it, so..." Huo Sixiang grinned foolishly.

Huo Zhaoyuan was helpless.

Only Sixiang, who has been with him for many years, is so...

"Forget it, put wine in the pavilion and let the kitchen warm up the rice dumplings." Huo Zhaoyuan said.

Yuefenglou is his friend's property, he is in the capital, so there is no need to worry about it, and Yongcheng is his fiefdom, so he will use [-]% of the profit for him to take care of one or two.

Although it's only [-]%, in recent years, it has been full of oil and water.

Huo Sixiang was so happy that he couldn't find the north, and after a while, the master and the servant went to the pavilion to drink together.

There is a cool breeze, the moonlight is hazy, and the surrounding water is sparkling. Although there are no beauties under the moon, the smell of alcohol is overwhelming, and it is comfortable.

The rice dumplings were delivered to the mansion early in the morning, and now they have been peeled. When one end came up, Huo Sixiang's eyes were fixed on it, "My lord, is this really golden brown? It's really joyful!"

"It smells good, but it doesn't seem to smell like zongzi!" Huo Sixiang said directly.

Huo Zhaoyuan also took a sip, his eyebrows relaxed slightly.

The taste...is unique, it actually makes him very comfortable, just this one bite will be able to drive away any fatigue and discomfort in the body.

He is a martial arts practitioner, so he can feel it naturally. This rice dumpling seems to be a magic medicine, which has the effect of restoring energy, clearing the mind and making sense. Bar?
Is it necessary to waste such effort for a mere zongzi?
This year, the oil and water in Yuefenglou will not be much less, right?
Naturally, Huo Zhaoyuan didn't know that the zongzi was purchased by Yuefenglou, so he was a little bit pained, but it was not easy for the people under him, and he had made a lot of money in the past two years, so it's not good for him to be petty just because of a zongzi .

"Reward." Still nodded.

"My lord, I heard that there are only one hundred rice dumplings a day, only two hundred coins each! Or...buy them all?" Huo Sixiang said again.

Hearing this, Huo Zhaoyuan frowned even deeper.

Such a good thing, only two hundred coins, I am afraid it is an act of benefiting the people of Yuefenglou, it really is a loss-making business.

"No, it's rare to have such delicious food, so one person can't take it all." Huo Zhaoyuan said again.

Huo Sixiang sighed.

Showing such an expression.

His master is also young, but he is very stubborn, and he is more disciplined than the old man of "Zhihu Zhe Ye". Unfortunately, people in the world have no eyes, only to see that his master has grown colder, and has suffered a lot since childhood. When he was more ruthless when killing people, he felt that the master was not a good person.

But obviously, the best thing is that even a poor peasant girl is willing to help. How can there be anyone like him among the rich and powerful in the world?

Before I knew it, a plate of zongzi was wiped out.

I actually feel... very aftertaste.

……

Two days later, when Song Ying delivered the zongzi as usual, she was personally invited by the shopkeeper of Yuefenglou.

In the past few days, she has only met Mr. Zhao face to face, and this is the first time she has seen the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's surname is Yin, and the way she looks at her is so attentive, Song Ying can't help but get goosebumps.

Could it be that... want to coerce and lure her into revealing the formula of the ultimate golden brown?But looking at the shopkeeper's plump and honest appearance, he doesn't look like this kind of person, does he?

(End of this chapter)