Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

Unexpectedly, Huo Yuan was very familiar with the market of ginseng, because the Huo family's ginseng bank head office was located in Bianzhou Prefecture and was managed by Huo Yuan.

Seeing Caiwei's curiosity, Huo Yuan told her in detail how to identify ginseng and the different prices of different ginseng species.

After listening to Huo Yuan's introduction, Caiwei smiled so hard that she couldn't see her eyes. She knew that ginseng was expensive, but she didn't know that a century-old ginseng could be sold for more than a thousand taels of silver. If so, her thousand-year-old ginseng Old ginseng, wouldn't it cost more than ten thousand taels? And she has so many thousand-year-old ginseng. If she sells them all, wouldn’t she have to pile up a mountain of money?

It’s been done! Her heart was filled with joy, singing and dancing!

Mrs. Du was busy taking care of several children drinking tea and eating snacks. When she turned around, she saw Caiwei and Huo Yuan talking and laughing, having a very happy conversation. She frowned and coughed lightly.

Caiwei noticed her mother's strangeness and knew that her mother was overthinking, so she rolled her eyes helplessly and gave Huo Yuan an apologetic smile.

Huo Yuan didn't take it seriously. When he saw Caiwei's playful look, he laughed heartily and stopped talking to Caiwei. Instead, he started chatting with Wen'er and Wu'er...

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Besides, Li Jingui, after being slapped in the face by Huo Yuan in public, was not in the mood to go whore with Su Ying'er anymore, so he angrily returned home with a few losers. As soon as he entered the flower hall, he saw his father, County Magistrate Li, sitting in the flower hall drinking. During the tea, my mother-in-law, Prince Wang, sat aside, her two aunts and several concubines and concubines were all there.

As soon as they saw Li Jingui back, the whole family stood up excitedly. County Magistrate Li got up from his seat, walked forward quickly, and eagerly pulled his son over.

"Gui'er, I heard that you finally invited Mr. Huo to dinner today? How was your discussion? Mr. Huo, is he willing to interact with you again?"

When Li Jingui heard the word 'Huo Gongzi', he was so angry that he pounded the table and cursed: "What a bastard, Mr. Huo, he is just a profiteer. How can I be fawning over him? Not to mention that he doesn't want to see me. He comes to fawn over me, and I don’t even bother to pay attention to him."

When County Magistrate Li heard this, his heart suddenly went cold. He knew that his son had done something bad and failed to coax the future head of the Huo family. In desperation, he pinched his son's ears and cursed him fiercely.

"For useless things, you usually make friends with a lot of friends. But when it comes to Zhenzhang, you are asked to hand in a useful one, but you can't make it. Let me ask you, where are all the tricks you usually use to make friends with others? ?"

"Oh, oh, it hurts, it hurts, Dad, let go..."

Li Jingui covered his ears and shouted.

County Magistrate Li was such a precious legitimate son, so of course he couldn't bear to twist his son too much. When he heard his son cry out in pain, he let go of his hand, but he still said angrily: "Go and find out what he likes. Let's find out." If you go with him, I don't believe he won't associate with you."

Li Jingui called out to Tianqu: "What can a man love? It's either money or sex. But when it comes to money, he is the richest man in the world. When it comes to sex, his son chose Baihualou." The courtesan Ying'er went to accompany him, but he threw her out. Please tell me, is there any other way for my son to make friends with him?"

Magistrate Li was surprised: "What? Even Ying'er was thrown out? How is this possible?"

Ying'er was a popular girl in half of Yushu County. She had a slim waist, big hips, and a charming personality, three inches below her navel. She once caused him back pain for half a month and almost made him crippled, so he had to stay away from her.

However, he always firmly believes that no man can resist the taste of Yinger!

Li Jingui rubbed his ears, curled his lips, and looked at his father as if he were a country bumpkin: "What is Ying'er? She's just a slave girl who can be ridden by thousands of people. The woman Huo Yuan likes can do it cleanly." The little girl is so clean and so tender that she can squeeze out water, how can Ying'er compare to her!"