I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 226 Don't You Distress?

In fact, rhubarb still pays attention to personal hygiene, but it is a rectum, and occasionally it can't be restrained. Besides, besides it, there are several chickens in the house. Song Ying will let them move freely. Although there is rhubarb Look, but there's still some chicken shit in the yard.

But compared to other families that raised chickens and ducks, Song Ying's yard was really nice.

Farmers' homes are inevitable.

Steward Yuan frowned slightly, wishing he could get back in the carriage.

"Good job Yuan Guan." Song Ying called out politely, and then there was no more to say.

Guanshi Yuan was puzzled, and said, "Miss Song, aren't you curious about what I came to see you for?"

"Why are you curious?" Song Ying still looked indifferent.

Steward Yuan rolled his eyes, thinking that this woman really has no eyesight. After all, she is a peasant woman, and she is too incompetent to behave. He came to be a guest from afar, so he should invite him in for a cup of tea after all, right?

"I came here today to talk to Mrs. Song about your blue silk ointment business. May I go in and talk about it in detail?" Yuan Guanshi asked again.

He really didn't want to stay in this place full of chicken manure!
Song Ying frowned slightly: "Qingsi ointment? I can't handle that business now, and I have discussed it with Yijunfang, so I have nothing to talk to you about. I don't even have decent tea at home, so I can't do it anymore. I do not offend you."

The people in the village who came to join in the fun also heard clearly.

It turned out that it was Song Erya's business guests.

Steward Yuan was taken aback, "I'm from Cuiyanzhai..."

"Well, the steward has already said it once, did I hear it?" Song Ying looked over innocently.

Cuiyanzhai, whom her fourth uncle hated the most, she didn't have the guts to invite this person in, otherwise her fourth uncle would come back and hear the news someday, and wouldn't come over with a knife and chop her up?
"You..." Steward Yuan lifted his breath to his chest, almost suffocating himself, and laughed angrily: "Lady Song hasn't listened carefully to what I said, has she? I am the steward of Cuiyanzhai. If you want to buy your Qingsi ointment prescription, if you don't want to sell the prescription, you can also put the Qingsi ointment in our Cuiyan Zhai for consignment. Our Cuiyan Zhai is different from Yijunfang, and the benefits it can bring to you are definitely higher !"

"But I've already arranged it for Yijunfang, so it's useless to say so much." Song Ying didn't look excited at all.

It was completely different from what Yuan Guanshi thought.

Their Cuiyan Zhai is very famous in Li County. To put it bluntly, Cuiyan Zhai is definitely the big brother in the industry!No one dares to compete with them!
In front of Cuiyanzhai, who would choose Yijunfang?
He has already made his words so obvious, yet this woman is still indifferent? !
Steward Yuan was stunned for a moment, not even knowing what to do at this moment.

After restraining his emotions for a while, Steward Yuan tried his best to suppress his temper, and said, "Miss Song, I don't know what kind of benefits Junfang has given you? Our Cuiyan Zhai can be doubled. In addition, if Mrs. Song wants to be with us in the future Cuiyanzhai can also give you a discount when you buy things."

Cuiyanzhai's discount is hard to come by!

"Thank you, Steward Yuan, for your high opinion. However, business must be based on credibility. I have already negotiated with Yijunfang, so it is absolutely impossible to transfer to another house." Song Ying still said the same thing.

When Yuan Guanshi heard this, he almost cursed.

What kind of credit is required for consignment? !
Steward Yuan was a little jealous of the nearby villagers. After all, there were too many of them, so he couldn't be too arrogant.

Therefore, I could only lower my voice and say: "Don't Miss Song know how well her Qingsi ointment sells? That Yijunfang really doesn't have the ability to sell something that can sell for one or two for a hundred yuan! Don't Miss Song think that Do you feel bad?!"

(End of this chapter)