The eldest daughter became popular after appearing on a family variety show

"Mr. Li, something bad has happened. Mr. Ji and the people from the teahouse are going to fight!"

The Q version of Ji Chenxing’s clay figurine is indeed very cute. Li Huaimin also painted the clay figurine with oil paint, making it look similar to the current figurines.

But now, Ji Chenxing had no time to appreciate it, because there was only one Mr. Ji in this house.

Ji Minghan.

After hearing clearly what the servant said, Ji Chenxing put the Q version figurine given to him by Li Huaimin into the space.

"Which teahouse? Take me there!"

Ji Chenxing said.

The servant was a little anxious, but he also knew that Ji Chenxing's identity was not ordinary.

After hearing Ji Chenxing's request, the servant was stunned for a moment.

"This...this..." The servant looked at Li Huaimin. He was hired by Li Huaimin. Whenever he was undecided about something, the first thing he would ask was Li Huaimin's opinion.

"What are you still standing there for? Take us there quickly!" Li Huaimin was also very anxious.

Li Huaimin and Ji Minghan were good friends and brothers when they were in the academy. Later, they dropped out of school together. They have come to this point now and care about each other very much.

Li Huaimin was anxious, and the servant did not dare to neglect him, and quickly replied, "Yes."

The servant walked in front to lead the way, Ji Chenxing followed behind him, and behind them were Li Huaimin and a group of servants.

"There are actually quite a lot of people in the teahouse." Li Huaimin smiled bitterly. "Brother Minghan and I are not good at using force. We have few people with us, so we may not be able to defeat them."

It can be heard that this is not the first time a fight has happened in the teahouse.

Ji Chenxing didn't say anything.

In fact, she didn't really care who Ji Minghan fought with. What she cared about was whether she could buy the copyright.

However, in order to ensure Ji Minghan's future output, we should try our best to protect his safety.

Seeing Ji Chenxing's cold expression, Li Huaimin thought he had made her angry.

"Princess, in fact, I always accompanied Brother Minghan here before. This time, because we didn't have enough goods, I let Brother Minghan go to the teahouse alone..."

Li Huaimin walked quickly forward while explaining to Ji Chenxing, fearing that he could not bear the princess's anger.

He had to wipe the sweat from his forehead from time to time, complaining a little in his heart.

Ji Minghan always said that his relationship with the princess was not very good, but now it seems to be fine. Ji Chenxing must be so worried about his safety!
Ji Minghan is a kid who really doesn't know how to appreciate the blessings he has!

The situation was urgent, and several people quickened their pace. In less than half an incense stick of time, they had walked from Li Huaimin's house to the teahouse.

The first floor of the teahouse is an open hall. Unlike modern times, there is no strict security system and no one checks, so there are many people coming and it is messy.

Ji Chenxing and his group looked like they were coming with great force, but because there were no gatekeepers or security personnel, they were not stopped by anyone.

Of course, it may also be because of Ji Chenxing’s identity as Princess Xihe, so no one dared to stop her.

Led by the servant, he went up to the second floor.

After the servant pointed out that Ji Minghan was in the innermost room on the second floor, he did not move forward but stopped and waited for Li Huaimin's orders.

Li Huaimin looked at Ji Chenxing. In this ancient time when there were distinctions between the high and the low, since Ji Chenxing was here, all matters would naturally be decided by Ji Chenxing.

Ji Chenxing raised a hand to signal them to be quiet, and then moved closer to the door of the room. She didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the people inside were talking too loudly, and just by standing at the door, Ji Chenxing could hear everything clearly.

"Didn't we agree that you would give me five taels of silver for every time I write? Why are you only giving me three taels now?"

This is Ji Minghan's voice.

In ancient times, three taels of silver was actually a lot of money for ordinary people, but Ji Minghan had to support Ji Zunxing's entire family.

Shen Ruyan and Ji Xueyao were both used to the life of rich people, and it was difficult for them to go from extravagant to frugal; and the tea that Ji Zunxing had to drink every day was also the best tea. If he didn't have some income, he really couldn't support the whole family.

As soon as Ji Minghan finished speaking, another less treacherous voice was heard.

"Hehehe, young master, don't think that this money is so easy to earn. In the beginning, considering that your father was a general of our Daliang, we were willing to suffer a little loss and give you more.

"Your father is nothing now. Do you think the crap you wrote is really worth so much money?"

This voice clearly belongs to the owner of the teahouse.

Ji Minghan was so angry at the voice that he gritted his teeth, "We had agreed before that from now on, this is the price I will only supply to you..."

Before Ji Minghan finished speaking, the owner of the teahouse started laughing again.

"Hey, look at your ability. Do you think you are the only one who can write this story? Let me tell you, there are many people here who can write stories! But what about you? Ask this huge capital city, who is willing to pay three taels of silver to buy you out once?"

The owner of the teahouse is also a man with no moral integrity. Although Ji Minghan has an eccentric personality, he is an educated man after all.

The teahouse owner's words made him extremely angry.

But unfortunately, even if he was angry, it was useless. He couldn't go against the money.

Originally, Ji Zunxing had looked down on him, and he had to prove himself even more.

Suffering such an injustice today inevitably reminded Ji Minghan of his past days of spending money lavishly.

He now only hopes that the grievances he is suffering now are not in vain, and that one day he can go back to the days he used to live, without letting his father, mother and sister suffer any grievances.

Seeing that Ji Minghan didn't speak for a long time, the owner of the teahouse probably guessed what Ji Minghan was thinking.

"So are you going to sell it or not?"

The teahouse owner's tone was full of indifference, "I'll give you one tael of silver each time!"

Ji Minghan was stunned. "Didn't you just say three taels? How come it has become one tael now?"

"It's just what I said." The teahouse owner seemed to have a hold on Ji Minghan, and his voice became more and more oily.

"Brother Ji, don't be ungrateful. Think about it. In the past, we gave you five taels of silver per round, but we should have given you three taels. Didn't we give you too much? Now we give you one tael of silver each time. Isn't that just enough to offset it?"

The teahouse owner's words made Ji Minghan unable to suppress his anger, "Don't go too far!"

The teahouse owner was no pushover. "You're going too far? I'm doing charity for you. Go out and ask, besides me, who else can give you this price? Who else is willing to buy those rubbish you wrote!"

After hearing this, Ji Chenxing couldn't bear to listen anymore.

This old guy in the teahouse really doesn't know what's good!

She pushed open the wooden door of the room, and in an instant, the summer sunshine filled the room.

She faced the light and spoke in a powerful voice, "I'll buy his story!" (End of this chapter)