The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 100 Drink the Northwest Wind

"The sour bamboo shoots were sold by you in the shop, right? If you do business together, you can count yourself as one of your own. Can Miss Cao'er not care about my young lady?"

"My young lady is miserable enough. In order to see Mr. Ji, the old Taoist priest of Changqing Temple blackmailed five taels of silver. I thought that I could get acquainted with Mr. Ji after staying in Changqing Temple for a few days. In the end, he is a dumb man, and he is still a member of the family. Those who fell and took refuge in Changqingguan."

She said pitifully: "My lady is angry, that's why she doesn't listen to you."

Su Cao and Shen Yue'e looked at each other, thinking in their minds that it's no wonder, it turns out that this strange woman in red clothes is actually Qian Jai Zi's sister.

Qian Guanzi only went to Yulong County once, and he opened his mouth and closed his mouth. Mingzhu Town is a small place the size of a palm, as if he is the noble son of Yulong County.

It's not surprising to have a younger sister who sees a beautiful man with a good background rushing towards her!

Su Cao didn't bother to bother with this kind of weirdness, but the money jar and her sister seemed to be overrated at home, and she didn't know how to accept it when she saw it.

Her maid said that her speech was not pleasant, she was anxious, pinched her arm, and said viciously: "Who is speaking not pleasant? Who are you talking about? The stupid thing with elbows turned outward."

"This village girl brought things to my house to sell, and dare to scare me with a shoulder pole?"

Ms. Qian said arrogantly: "There is no need for this business. I told my father not to do business with you. In the future, the sour bamboo shoots you soaked will not even think about entering my Qian's shop."

Qian Dongjia is not a reliable person, and definitely not a long-term partner.

Su Cao has been thinking about how to terminate the partnership these two days?
it is good!
Miss Qian's family helped her solve it.

Seeing that she solved a big trouble for herself, Su Cao was too lazy to knock her into the lake, and smiled lazily under her threat.

"Oh, how can Miss Qian decide for your father?"

"I can, I can!"

Miss Qian was very proud: "My father loves me the most, and my brother loves me the most. I have the final say on the business of Qian's shop. If you offend me, ugly village girl, just wait and drink the northwest wind!"

Can't understand people's language?
Even Shen Yue'e was amused: "Okay, Miss Qian's family is doing well, Cao'er and I are waiting to drink the northwest wind!"

After making an appointment for today's delivery, as soon as Shen Laizi's boat rolled to the pier, Su Cao saw the eldest sister who was looking forward to it on the pier.

"Miss Cao'er, Miss Yue'e, you are finally here, I have been waiting for quite a while."

As soon as the boat came to a stop, Sister Zhou came up to her with a smile: "As soon as you left that day, many people came to us to find out where there are sour bamboo shoots. My sister is selling vegetables. I came here early in the morning and waited. I will take two jars to try. Try, no, I still want three altars!"

The Qian's shop didn't do it there, and it would be enough to give her three jars.

Su Cao was about to bring her sour bamboo shoots when a guy with greasy hair and noodles squeezed over.

"No, no, these sour bamboo shoots are for sale in our shop."

The person who came was Qian Guanzi, and his family was negotiating the sale of sour bamboo shoots with the manager of Fuxiangji.

His family has also tried soaking sour bamboo shoots, but they haven't tasted the taste yet. If they get more from Su Cao, they can go to Fuxiangji to book the deal first.

Knowing that Su Cao was going to send sour bamboo shoots to Mingzhu Town today, his father asked him to come to the pier early in the morning to wait.

He bought a deep-fried stick and ate it late, and the sour bamboo shoots he was waiting for were about to be snatched away, how could this be possible?

In a hurry, half a deep-fried dough stick jumped out in a hurry.

"Miss Cao'er, you and our Qian's shop have an agreement, and the sour bamboo shoots will be sold at my house. How can you sell the goods to others?" Qian Guanzi said anxiously: "No, this must be sold to us first. "

(End of this chapter)