Farming with medicine

Chapter 139 Contract
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At dawn, Bai Xinghe got out of bed and felt hungry. Smelling the fragrance, he came to the main hall. Cardamom got up and bowed to him. He slapped his fan, "Forget it, what's the matter?"

Cardamom put the beggar chicken he brought on the shiny mahogany table, and said sincerely, "Actually, I want to ask for something."

Bai Xinghe huffed, seemed to be listening but didn't seem to be listening, he just ordered Scary to tear open the beggar chicken for him to eat.

Anping rubbed his hands and looked at Bai Xinghe, licked his lips and said, "I'm here today for the supply of herbs. We plan to expand the planting scale and want to know how much Mr. Bai can swallow here."

The original words were said by Dou Kou, on the way Dou Kou told her dad what she thought, and Dad came to tell Bai Xinghe about it.

Anping's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, but he was a little nervous. After speaking, Bai Xinghe waved his hand to let them do it, so he sat down with Cardamom.

I tore off a chicken leg, and the taste was fat but not greasy, "Order the kitchen to serve porridge and side dishes to the master."

The servant bowed his head and retreated, leaving only Bai Xinghe and the guards in the hall, and the guards also bowed and retreated.

"I have to think about this matter," Bai Xinghe ate to his heart's content, but he refused to let go and hand over the business to the Cardamom family, "Friendship is friendship, and business is business. There are as many merchants as you want, what advantages do you have to stand out?"

"There is no advantage in the types and supply of medicinal materials, but we can help Mr. Bai save the supply time." Cardamom and Dad looked at each other and continued, "Mr. Bai's current herbal medicines must be processed in workshops. Our family We can provide Mr. Bai with processed medicinal materials, saving one-third of his time. Moreover, our price is only slightly higher than that of our peers, which is basically negligible. Mr. Bai can save the labor and time spent on the processing workshop. come down."

Bai Xinghe squinted his eyes and looked at Cardamom, his eyes were full of danger, "You are considered shrewd? Don't think that if you do what you like, I will follow you."

Cardamom wasn't very sure at first, after all, Mr. Bai didn't seem like someone short of money, but Bai Xinghe's expression at this time seemed to have revealed that he actually liked this plan very much.

"Mr. Bai, if something is wrong, we will leave first." Seeing Bai Xinghe's displeasure, Anping got up and planned to leave.

Cardamom looked at Bai Xinghe calmly as he got up to say goodbye, just half a step away, Bai Xinghe said in a long-tailed voice, "Slow down."

"Quality, quantity and time are all determined by me," Bai Xinghe said calmly, and then went to eat chicken leisurely, "For the sake of giving me delicious food, it can be regarded as a favor. During this time, let you try it."

Cardamom held her father's hand ecstatically, as long as Bai Xinghe nodded, the matter would be easy to handle.

"Thank you, Mr. Bai, cardamom," she smiled and pulled her father back to the main hall. Bai Xinghe waved his hand to find Mr. Accountant.

"Let's go, make a pot of tea and talk about it," Bai Xinghe took the wet handkerchief handed over by the maid, wiped his hands, and walked lazily in front.

On both sides of the promenade in the mansion, the green and lush branches lazily brushed the vermilion wood Lang in the promenade deep and shallow. They grew very casually, but Bai Xinghe never let his servants cut off the branches. He liked to walk on the branches and caress them. The rustle of clothes.

Cardamom is short, so he can only lower the branches while walking.

Bai Xinghe glanced back at his feet slightly but didn't stop, with one look, the servant quickly followed up and took the order.

They turned a few turns before arriving at a tea room in the inner courtyard, pushed the door open, and the empty and distant sound of the creaking door opening echoed in it, almost as loud as the whole house of Cardamom.

On the east side is a lattice bookshelf, where scrolls and blue ancient books are arranged in a patchwork manner. There is also a long scroll hanging on the lattice window next to the window. Cardamom glanced at it. On it is a woman in red standing in the snow-stained winter. Mei Xia smiled like a flower.

The servants took this year's spring tea and brewed it with boiling water. The fresh and tender tea leaves floated and sank in the water and gradually stretched out, giving off the fragrance of the tea.

"Let's talk about the types and amounts of herbs you can supply." Bai Xinghe picked up the teacup and blew lightly, his lazy voice drifting slowly along with the fragrance of the tea, "Of course, the most important thing is, can you help me?" Save a lot of time and money."

Cardamom asked for a pen and paper, talked and drank with Bai Xinghe, and finally reached a satisfactory result for both parties.

"Doukou, black and white is the deed. If you are lying to me, you have to think about it." Bai Xinghe slightly frowned and looked at the supply volume written by the cardamom in the second half of the year, which fully accounted for his stockpile. One-fifth of his suppliers, but all his suppliers have hundreds of talents, and Cardamom alone can be worth 20 people?
"Naturally, if you violate the contract, you will be punished with your son." Dou Kou took the contract signed by her father and held it in her hand to look at it. She suddenly felt that this piece of paper weighed a thousand catties. The paper contract is up.

Hands were solemnly handed over to Bai Xinghe, he glanced casually, and handed the contract to the accountant, "Go and get a deposit of 100 taels."

The accountant's expression changed slightly, and soon no one noticed, nodded and backed out.

"Farewell, Mr. Bai, stay here," Anping got up, and Dou Kou also got up and bowed to Bai Xinghe.

Seeing him reclined lazily on the futon, he didn't seem to get up to see him off at all, but Cardamom was able to leave with peace of mind.

"Wait a minute, who told you to leave?" Bai Xinghe played with the teacup in his hand, and said in a lazy voice, "Doumo, you can stay at my son's house temporarily and be a cook for a few days."

Anping was stunned for a moment, thinking about what happened before Bai Xinghe, he couldn't help laughing, "Young Master Bai loves you, but the girl is still young, so it may not be appropriate to bother you at the house. If you like to eat something, please tell me, and I will send someone the next day." Can you send it?"

"Huh? Let me think about it," he pinched the cup with his knuckle fingers and spun it half a circle, with a smile on his lips, "No, if uncle is worried, let's stay together, anyway, it's not in a hurry to make money day."

Anping opened his mouth, Dougao lightly tugged on his father's sleeve, gave him a look, and sat down slightly, "It's better to be respectful than to obey, thank you Mr. Bai."

Bai Xinghe smiled in satisfaction, "I want to eat sweet and sour food at noon, so please be alert," he waved them out after finishing speaking.

The guards seemed to have expected it a long time ago. When the cardamom came out of the tea room, they walked in front and led the father and daughter to the back. They walked through the vermilion corridor when they came. The servants were busy eating and pruning the branches. Stop respectfully and wait for them to walk away before continuing to work.

Anping entered the arranged wing room and closed the door, Dougao bit her lip and said, "Father, do you blame me for putting our family's livelihood on this one time?"

"Haha, what are you afraid of? It's a big deal to start all over again. Dad is still young. It's okay to raise your mothers. You girl is like Dad before. You can't be afraid of wolves and tigers when you do things. Let's do it down-to-earth. God won't die of hunger. Blind house bird."

(End of this chapter)