Nongmen's fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 83 Zhao Xian's Temptation

Zhao Xian saw that she didn't intend to participate, so a smile flashed in his eyes, and he didn't force it, "I originally wanted to invite the girl to participate together, to witness the splendor of the cloud and nectar at the tea fight."

"The cloud and mist nectar has been sold in the Zhao family. It is the Zhao family tea shop that shines. It has nothing to do with me, but I can congratulate you in advance."

Bai Ningxiang looked at Zhao Xian, smiled lightly, and directly expressed what she meant, the money and the goods are equal, and the tea fight has nothing to do with her or the Bai family.

"Miss Bai has a unique vision and a big heart. This young master admires me. With your good words, I will definitely give you a big red envelope when the time comes."

Seeing that this girl knew the general situation, the smile in Zhao Xian's eyes became more sincere, the invitation was also a test, but fortunately this girl knew current affairs.

The tea was sold, the silver was collected, and Bai Ningxiang said goodbye and left.

Shopkeeper Dong looked at the carriage going away, "Master, what did you mean just now?"

When buying tea, Miss Bai had already promised that the name of Dou Cha belonged to the Zhao family, and the young master still used this temptation, but he didn't understand.

Zhao Xian shook his folding fan, and the shrewdness of a businessman flashed in the depths of his eyes. The Zhao family is a businessman, and no matter what the situation is, they always uphold the principle of supremacy of profit.

"With a knife next to the word Li, some people will always take risks. I'm just warning you in advance. After all, it's just a verbal promise. If she doesn't keep it, won't I have nothing to do with her?"

How could he beat her up for a girl?
Shopkeeper Dong nodded after listening to the young master's explanation, "Young master is worried, but I don't think this white girl is a dishonest person, nor is she an ordinary boudoir girl."

At a young age, her father passed away, and her mother was weak. If she could support a family without haste, she was nothing in the pool.

"Uncle Dong is right. We don't know when the tea factory will resume. Our cooperation will continue. The Zhao family has always been adhering to the word of credibility. As long as she keeps her promise, it doesn't matter to protect her when necessary."

Zhao Xian squinted his eyes, looked at the bustling street, and spoke quietly.

"Okay, pack it up for me, I'm going to the county in the next two days to participate in the tea fighting meeting."

"Yes, sir."

After Bai Ningxiang left Zhaoji Tea House, she directly ordered Bai Wu to go to West Street. In order to preserve the freshness and fragrance of green tea to a greater extent, she needed to buy a few porcelain pots and some quicklime.

Porcelain pots are well-sealed, and quicklime can dehumidify and prevent the tea from getting moldy.

When the two carriages drove to the intersection of East and West Streets, they unexpectedly saw Jiang Wenxue again.

At this time, he was standing at the door of the pharmacy, holding a few packs of herbs in his hands, with a few bruises on his face, and an unconcealable exhaustion all over his body.

"I would like to thank the shopkeeper for your kindness, and I will come to thank you after my mother recovers."

"Jiang Xiucai is also a filial piety. In order for Lingtang to go to the mountain to collect medicine, he fell and was seriously injured. Our boss is kind and doesn't want to see such a pitiful thing, so he waived the fee for you. I hope Lingtang will recover soon."

The shopkeeper waved his hand, turned around and entered the medicine hall.

The medicine hall is not a good hall, and their owner is also looking at his reputation as a scholar, and it started as a helping hand.

Seeing Jiang Wenxue's limping appearance, Bai Ningxiang narrowed her eyes, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of her lips. He would flaunt his filial piety to himself.

When the two passed by, Jiang Wenxue still saw Bai Ningxiang, especially those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and there was more resentment than shame and anger.

Thinking of her threat at that time, Jiang Wenxue could only purse his lips and watch the carriage go away, not daring to make any moves.

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(End of this chapter)