A Handbook of Happiness for Small Farmers

Chapter 156 Gambling
　Hearing Wei Jian's words, Qin Ke'er didn't have the slightest embarrassment on his face, but stood up from the embroidered pier, and at the same time unloaded the pannier behind him, and found Qin Ke'er's little hand from inside. It was about the size of a flat paper bag, and it was very respectfully handed over to Shopkeeper Xu.After shopkeeper Xu took it, he handed it to Wei Jian.

　As soon as Wei Jian received the paper bag, Wei Jian hurriedly opened the paper bag without any image, but when he saw the thin layer of pepper noodles lying in the paper bag, Wei Jian's face changed, and then It's not the excited look just now. Looking at it, besides disappointment, there is also a feeling of anger.

　"Miss Qin, are you deliberately trying to amuse me?"

　Although Qin Ke'er had long thought that these rich and powerful people turned their faces faster than turning a book, but she was still a little surprised when she saw it.

　Surprised but surprised, Qin Ke'er blessed her body obediently, and said just now: "Don't be angry, sir, if you think Ke'er's thing is fake, you might as well ask you to prepare two cups of water, and put a cup of fresh water in it. The pepper noodles commonly used by the masters, put Ke’er’s homemade pepper noodles in a cup of water, and then try to see if it’s the same, isn’t that all right?”

　Although he still had some displeasure on his face, Wei Jian still waved his hands at Shopkeeper Xu.

　Shopkeeper Xu got the order, and hurried out. Not long after, he held a small porcelain bowl in his hand, wiped the sweat from his face, and poured two cups of tea.

　According to what Qin Keer just said, the two teacups were filled with equal amounts of different pepper noodles, and after stirring, they were placed in front of Wei Jian.

　Seeing the layer of black dust floating on the water surface, Wei Jian felt uneasy, but thinking of the special taste, he still gritted his teeth and took a sip each.

　The result is obvious, even if Qin Keer's mushroom powder is put in clear water, the taste is obviously different from that of ordinary pepper water.

　This time, Wei Jian had no choice but to believe Qin Keer's words.

　"Brother, why, did you taste something you couldn't taste this time?" Wei Liao, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth, looking at Wei Jian who was sitting on the soft couch on the other side with a half-smile.

　"It's fine if you win this time, isn't it just a calligraphy and painting, brother, let me be generous and give it to you." Wei Jian said this, but his face was full of pain.

　Most people who know Wei Jian know that he has only two hobbies in his life, one is food, and the other is calligraphy and painting.

　And just before Qin Ke'er came in, the two brothers made a bet on whether Wei Jian would be able to taste the special thing about this soup this time.

　Who would have thought that Wei Jian only tasted the seasoning, but didn't taste anything different from the seasoning.

　In the end, he could only reluctantly give Wei Liao a calligraphy and painting that he had treasured for many years.

　In fact, what Wei Liao wanted was not such a painting, nor was he worried that he would prepare a fresh Tianshan snow lotus for his eldest brother if he lost. He just wanted to see if Qin Ke'er would disappoint him.

　The result was very good, Qin Ke'er did not let herself down.

　Listening to the conversation between the two brothers in front of him, Qin Ke'er suddenly felt black lines drawn on his head.

　It seems that he is being used as a tool for gambling!
　"Okay, let's get down to business! Miss Qin, I don't know what you're doing in the restaurant with, uh, black flour?" Wei Liao turned everyone's attention to Qin Ke'er as soon as the subject changed. Top with mushroom powder.

(End of this chapter)