Proud Farm Girl With A Space

Chapter 272

"As for the price that Uncle Song is worried about, it doesn't exist at all. The petals generally depend on the quality, and the price ranges from 20 to 70 yuan, and the flowers you buy are freshly picked and don't need to be dried. .

The price Su Xiangzhai buys petals is generally not much different from the price in the world. "

Except for the issue of dividends, Jiang Xiao's jokes are all true. Su Xiangzhai was originally a property under her name, and it is the same whether it is sold to her or to the shop.

Song Youkui was thoughtful, and after figuring out the key points, he looked at her in shock.

The upper and lower lips touched each other with difficulty, "You mean... the difference between selling it to you and selling it to Su Xiangzhai is the same?"

She said "hmm".

"Doesn't that mean that Su Xiangzhai values ​​Xiaoxiao's ability to make incense, so you...!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded slightly.

"I've also heard about the incense in Suxiangzhai, and it's been passed on by everyone. Is it really the incense you made?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao said modestly: "It's not as powerful as the rumors outside."

Song Youkui lost his mind for a while, originally he thought that Jiang Xiaoxiao just made some relatively common incense and sold them to Suxiangzhai and other rouge shops in the town.

I never thought that those incenses in Suxiangzhai were made by Jiang Xiaoxiao!

It was also because of what she said just now that she figured it all out.

If it was really made by her, then it would make sense for Suxiangzhai's shopkeeper to value her.

After he was speechless for a long time, he said with emotion: "The young people are awesome, the young people are awesome!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao tilted his head, "Uncle Song, how are you? Do you want to consider planting flowers?"

Song Youkui made a decision immediately: "Plant, of course!"

"Well, then I will need Uncle Song's help in the aftermath."

Song Youkui nodded, beaming with joy, "Okay, tell uncle if you need anything, if you want to help, it should be said that you girl helped us a lot, uncle must thank you."

He understood that Jiang Xiaoxiao wanted to give Jinhua Village a hand, otherwise, just relying on the fact that Suxiangzhai's incense was made by her, he could persuade that village to succeed.

Wei Yumei and the others didn't interrupt, just watched Jiang Xiaoxiao deal with the problem in a calm manner.

A sly look flashed across Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes, "If Uncle Song wants to thank me, it's better to be more practical."

Song Youkui was taken aback, and asked subconsciously: "What do you want? As long as uncle can get it, I will give it to you."

"I don't ask too much, that is, in the future, the flowers grown by Murakami will be sold to Su Xiangzhai and me first."

Song Youkui heaved a sigh of relief, "What am I supposed to do, this matter is due to your kindness to us, so of course we have to sell it to you first. Uncle can't make the decision, he still has the right to speak on this matter. "

"Then please trouble Uncle Song."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Jiang He's eyes were full of relief. Originally, he planned to let Xiaoxiao take the lead first, but there was also a layer of intention to train her in it.

When she couldn't handle it anymore, it would be the same if he came forward again.

Unexpectedly, after Xiaoxiao took over the conversation, he, the elder brother, was completely useless.

Jiang Xiaoyue looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao talking eloquently, her eyes were full of admiration, she just felt that such an aunt radiated light all over her body.

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, she couldn't help but want to applaud.

After talking about the business, the atmosphere in the main room became much more relaxed.

Song Youkui couldn't help sighing: "Brother Jiang, I used to think that having a river in your family was something to be proud of.

I also missed one, and I just found out about your little girl today, but she really doesn't lose to her big brother at all! "

Jiang Pingfu glanced at him, his back straightened, his chin raised high, and he looked proud.

"That's not right, my daughter is very capable, you won't be envious!"

"Hey, if you say you're fat, you're still panting."

"Envy me for having a daughter? Tell your daughter-in-law to give birth to you!"

As soon as Jiang Pingfu finished speaking, Wei Yumei pinched the soft flesh on the back of his waist, and angrily said: "You are also a grandfather, the boss is not young, what are you talking about!"

He stared, "You can't give me some face outside."

Song Youkui couldn't bear it long ago, and laughed out loud from the sidelines.

The siblings looked at each other with the same helplessness in their eyes.

In front of Uncle Song who is of the same generation, Dad is really childish.

All of a sudden, the main room was filled with joyous laughter.

Song Ming'an had informed Song Youkui in advance, and when he found Yaya, he would go straight back to his wife's natal home, but Song Youkui wasn't worried at all.

Yunxian Biezhuang.

When Yebei found his master, he found that his master was washing clothes by hand.

The boy in Huanyifang stood aside tremblingly, as if he wanted to take the exam for him, but he didn't dare to speak.

Yebei froze in place immediately, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and confirmed it no less than dozens of times before he believed that everything he saw with his eyes was true.

Yebei stepped forward, bowed his head and said in a respectful voice: "Master, let the subordinates come down."

Qi Yuan didn't lift his head, "No need."

Ye Bei took a closer look, and found that the clothes the master was washing were exactly the ones worn to meet Miss Jiang yesterday.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, and immediately understood.

The master should have accidentally soiled his clothes while enjoying the fireworks last night, perhaps because he hugged Miss Jiang last night, the master was too excited and went to bed without changing his clothes.

His clothes had been in contact with Miss Jiang, so the master didn't want to wear them once and never wear them again, nor did he want to borrow someone else's hands.

Yebei imagined a big scene, thinking that since the master went to bed without changing his clothes, the bedding, sheets and other things must have been soiled.

Without any hesitation, he came to Qi Yuan's room in a flash.

After entering the room, Yebei's nostrils fluttered, and he always felt that he smelled something special, but when he smelled it carefully, there seemed to be nothing.

He didn't care, he didn't dare to directly touch the quilt, bed sheet, pillow and fox fur on the master's bed with his hands, carefully rolled it up with his internal force, and transported the quilt to Huanyifang by air.

At this time, Qi Yuan was drying the washed clothes.

"Master, this subordinate has brought you the quilt."

Qi Yuan paused slightly, and glanced sideways.

The next moment, Yebei felt that the temperature around him plummeted, and the air seemed to condense.

Seeing his master's expression getting worse and worse, he stammered and asked, "Master, why do you look at your subordinates with such eyes?"

Qi Yuan glanced at him coldly: "What are you doing here with the quilt?"

Yebei hesitated: "Isn't the master washing clothes?"

He sneered, "What does it have to do with the bedding if I wash the clothes? I don't remember saying that I asked you to take the bedding."