Farmer's little lucky wife has magic

Chapter 32
Chu Qingzhi said politely, "Cousin is serious, it's hot here, let's go inside and talk."

Sang Wanlu nodded with a slight smile, her every move was very ladylike, "Okay."

The Chu family all gathered in the main room and did not come out. When the other party saw that they were either rich or expensive, they were afraid of offending people abruptly.

Chu Qingzhi brought people in, briefly explained what happened, and then the two sides greeted each other, and Xu Wanrong and Sang Wanlu followed Chu Qingzhi into the room.

After Chu Qingzhi entered the room, she leaned back and stuck her head out, "Second sister, please bring us some ice cream."

Chu Qingyue replied crisply, "Okay, bring it right away."

After Xu Wanrong and Sang Wanlu entered the room, they looked around. The room was relatively narrow, but it was clean and tidy, and a cool breeze was blowing inexplicably, which made it very comfortable.

Chu Qingzhi used a technique to lower the temperature in the room, which made the room feel cooler.

Xu Wanrong asked curiously, "Qingzhi, what is sorbet?"

Chu Qingzhi blinked mysteriously, "It's delicious, you'll know in a while."

Sang Wanlu's eyes fell on the skirt that Chu Qingzhi had made, and she asked curiously, "Qingzhi, who made this dress?"

Chu Qingzhi came over, "I did it."

Sang Wanlu looked at it and liked it, "Can I take a look?"

Chu Qingzhi nodded, "Cousin just look at it."

Sang Wanlu unfolded the skirt. The fabric of the skirt is medium, the color is lively, and the style is novel and beautiful. "Qingzhi, this is the first time I've seen the style of your skirt. It's very beautiful."

Chu Qingzhi said regretfully, "I made this skirt for my second sister. Originally, I planned to sell it in a clothing store in the county, but none of them wanted me."

"I like it." Sang Wanlu said unexpectedly, "Qingzhi, do you have other styles of skirts?"

Chu Qingzhi said to himself, "Yes, as many as you want, you can make hundreds of varieties at will."

Sang Wanlu looked at Chu Qingzhi with admiration, "How about we open a store together?"

Chu Qingzhi hesitated, "Open a clothing store?"

Sang Wanlu nodded with bright eyes, "Well, I will pay, you will pay for the clothes, and we will get [-]% of the profit."

Chu Qingzhi secretly said, this is a technology investment, and giving her half of the profit is a good deal, "Five or five points, will my cousin suffer?"

Sang Wanlu said generously, "No, if you want to open the store, you have to do more from Qing Zhi."

Chu Qingzhi was not pretentious, "Then let me sum it up and draw the style of the clothes first and then discuss the details."

Sang Wanlu nodded, "Okay."

Chu Qingyue knocked on the door, "Qingzhi, two girls, I brought you the sorbet."

Chu Qingzhi waved to the restrained Chu Qingyue, "Let me introduce you, this is my second sister, Chu Qingyue."

Xu Wanrong smiled and called out, "Hello, second sister."

Chu Qingyue's palms were sweaty, looking at the bright and beautiful Xu Wanrong, she couldn't help but feel a little inferior, "Miss Wanrong."

Sang Wanlu is older, and her name is, "Qingyue, let's sit together."

Chu Qingyue handed the plate to Chu Qingzhi, "No, no, you eat sorbet, and I have to help." After that, she left.

"Second sister is more shy." Chu Qingzhi gave the sorbet to the two of them, "Try the sorbet, you have never eaten it."

Xu Wanrong and Sang Wanlu took over the ice cream novelly, and Xu Wanrong asked with bright eyes, "Qingzhi, how do you eat this?"

Chu Qingzhi said, "This is to freeze the juice into ice, just bite and eat."

"Ice?" The two of them widened their eyes. In their understanding, ice was only used to cool down, iced, and had never been eaten before. Moreover, the juice was frozen into ice and made into such a shape that let the two people freeze at once. People feel unpredictable.

Chu Qingzhi took a sip, "Try it."

Xu Wanrong and Sang Wanlu looked at each other, then tentatively bit a small piece of sorbet, cool, sweet, full of orange scent, delicious and relieved the heat.

(End of this chapter)