Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 363 Time Fighting and Goodbye (3)
But according to Bu Youran's words, it will be a matter of time before the imperial court bans smoking. If they don't go ahead and pave a way for themselves, even if they can still make a living today, what will they do later?
Boss Ah San thought carefully for a few days, maybe it was because of Bu Youran's firm self-confidence, maybe it was really enlightened, he finally adopted Bu Youran's suggestion.

The more leisurely way is to gradually reduce the amount of marijuana little by little, and at the same time open another room in the house, all of which are cigarettes.

Boss Ah San was still skeptical at first, but when he took a sip of the finished product, he was full of praise.

The key is that after Bu Youran launched the fruit flavor, he successively invented various flavors such as milk, chocolate, corn, and mint.

The number of customers is gradually increasing, and many people will ignore marijuana because of the special taste it contains, and it is not pungent, and the most important point is that it is small and does not even need a particularly long pipe.

Boss Ah San is cheerful every day, envied by the surrounding smokehouses, and eager to imitate, but the taste is always worse.

After half a year, Ah San has become the dominant family in this tobacco shop street, and has even squeezed out the former high-end tobacco shop and replaced it.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was almost the end of the new year, and every household began to prepare new year's goods. The girls of Yihongyuan also went to prepare some items while there was a market.

Bu Youran smoked tobacco with the workers yesterday. She was so busy that she collapsed on the bed as soon as she came back. It was rare for her to rest today. If it wasn't for being dragged by Han Qingzuo, she really didn't want to move.

"Hey, take my big cloak." Dong Li shouted to a little girl, "It's cold outside, sisters, please dress warmly."

Bu Youran casually pulled a coat around her body and walked out with her head down.

When she was about to get into the carriage at the door, she saw Han Qing talking to a middle-aged man. She saw Bu Youran beckoning her to wait.

Bu Youran stood where she was, curled up and stomped her feet, and couldn't help but complain that she was really looking for trouble, how good it would be to sleep in the house in such a cold day, so she went shopping?

She turned around with her head down.

"Sister Bu." Han Qing's voice came from behind.

Bu Youran turned around, just about to laugh, but when she looked up and saw the middle-aged man standing beside her, her whole body fell into petrification.

The middle-aged man in front of him was none other than the one who once called Chu Jinyu Yu'er, and gave Bu Youran some bank notes when he left.

"This is the step sister I was talking about. Thanks to her care, I was able to survive." Han Qing said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at Bu Youran, and bowed deeply, "Thank you for taking care of Qing'er, miss. You may have to worry about it in the future."

Bu Youran frowned, "Are you going on a long trip?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback, "How does the girl know?"

Bu Youran was annoyed, and quickly found an excuse, "You just said that I have to worry about it in the future, so I guess if you didn't travel far, you would definitely try to pick up Han Qing."

There was a hint of admiration in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he couldn't help but look at Bu Youran more carefully.

The sisters in the car were getting impatient, poking their heads to urge Bu Youran and Han Qing.

Han Qing smiled apologetically, bid farewell to the middle-aged man and got into the carriage.

Bu Youran followed behind, moved her steps twice, and then turned back, "Wait a minute." She called to the back of the middle-aged man.

(End of this chapter)