Gourmet Farm: Your Highness, I can't get enough to feed

Chapter 232 I will cooperate with you next time
Zhao Xiaomiao looked at Mu Qingwan holding Yun Buhuan's hand, her eyes widened. Isn't that too bold?Didn't you say that ancient men and women were very reserved?

Is it all a lie?
Yun Buhuan quickly withdrew his hand and retreated to Zhao Xiaomiao's side, "Miss Mu, please respect yourself, my fiancée is here!"

"Fiancee!" Mu Qingwan looked at Zhao Xiaomiao, and after being looked at by her, Zhao Xiaomiao remembered that her current identity was Yun Buhuan's fiancee.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, you don't mind, do you?"

"Of course she would mind, she would be jealous!"

After Yun Buhuan finished speaking, he grabbed Zhao Xiaomiao's shoulder, "Isn't it?"

"I……"

"I promise, there will never be a next time, Miss Mu, right?"

Yun Buhuan didn't give Zhao Xiaomiao a chance to speak at all, which made Zhao Xiaomiao very depressed. Was she jealous?Why is she jealous? Besides, when will she ask him to promise that he won't do it next time.

Looking at Zhao Xiaomiao and Yun Buhuan's actions, Mu Qingwan felt a little disappointed.

"Okay then, I'll wait for you to come back at the gourmet farm, hurry up!"

After speaking, he took the maid and left.

Seeing Mu Qingwan leave, Zhao Xiaomiao shook the hands on her shoulders, "If you don't take your hands away, you really think of me as your fiancee!"

Yun Buhuan looked at her, "Are you angry?"

"Of course I was angry, and you used it as a shield..."

"Didn't you also use me as a shield back then?"

When Yun Buhuan interrupted her, Zhao Xiaomiao thought that she used Yun Buhuan as a shield every time she had something to do. Now that she thought about it, it seemed that her actions just now were a bit uncooperative. Thinking about it this way, she really had no reason to be angry.

"Then I will cooperate with you next time!"

The corners of Yun Buhuan's lips twitched slightly, "Then let's go to the blacksmith shop quickly, it's important to do serious business."

Zhao Xiaomiao found an iron shop on the street and gave him the pattern of the ice crusher to make it.

"The workmanship needs to be exquisite. I don't think it can do it, but the old iron man at the end of the alley has been ironing for more than [-] years. You can ask, I think he can do it!"

"Then I'll take a look, thank you!"

Zhao Xiaomiao and Yun Buhuan came to the end of the alley, and there was indeed a blacksmith's shop, which was very old, and an old man in his 60s and [-]s was sitting there, beating.

"Boss, can this be played?"

Zhao Xiaomiao showed him the drawing, and the old iron man glanced at it with sharp eyes, "Little girl, are you a weapon?"

"No, this is what I need to cook. I am the shopkeeper of the gourmet farm!"

Zhao Xiaomiao quickly explained when he heard the weapon.

The old iron man said lightly, "It's not cheap to make something like this, and it's so exquisite, no one else in this small town can make it except me!"

"How much money to build one!"

"It depends on how big you are, the price is definitely not cheap!"

What the old iron man said made Zhao Xiaomiao feel a little uneasy. How much money can she make now?
How can a restaurant be maintained if there is no money?

"It's about the same size as this wooden barrel, help me figure out how much it will cost!"

Zhao Xiaomiao held the wooden barrel beside him. This medium-sized wooden barrel should have enough crushed ice.

"About five taels of silver!"

"It's so expensive!"

Five taels of silver each, Zhao Xiaomiao bit her lip, she would have to make two for ten taels of silver.

"This price is considered the cheapest. If you want to use this handle, add one tael of silver for two."

Zhao Xiaomiao gritted her teeth, "I hit two, and I have to hit them exactly as I want, will it work?"

(End of this chapter)