Through the farm gate, the delicate husband turned black

17 Threat
At this time Jiang Xue came in, seeing the two people looking weak, she also knew that they were very tired.

"Sister Jiang." Ling Ge looked at her and shouted, with a lukewarm tone.

Jiang Xue nodded and said, "How is business today?"

"good."

"Is it almost sold out?" Jiang Xue asked again, a gleam flashed in her eyes.

Ling Ge could see all these clearly and did not expose them.

"Well, everyone has eaten now, and there should be people who want it at noon or at night." Ling Ge replied truthfully.

"If the two of you stay in the gambling house every day, you won't be able to do anything." Jiang Xue said deliberately.

The corner of Ling Ge's mouth twitched, he already guessed what she wanted to say, and he didn't want to be here every day, not to mention the smog in the gambling house, just rolling the dice here every day made her head scream, it was so noisy.

"I don't know what good solution Sister Jiang has?" Ling Ge asked with raised eyebrows.

The invisible coercion made Jiang Xue feel a little uncomfortable. It seemed that Ling Ge was different.

In her memory, Ling Ge was like a dog, crying when she lost money, and laughing when she won, just like a gambler, but this time it made her feel that it was not easy.

"Sister Jiang?" Ling Ge looked at Jiang Xue silently, and called out again.

"This is not a place to talk, let's go upstairs." Sister Jiang said looking at the kitchen, which was in a mess.

"Okay." Ling Ge had no objection.

Ling's mother hurriedly followed behind, for fear that they would leave her behind.

"Sit down." Jiang Xue said politely, her tone was much better than the first time.

Mother Ling blinked her eyes, feeling nervous and surprised.

"Sister Jiang, I can just stand." Ling Ge didn't sit down.

"Well, what I mean is that we can give the formula to us, how about selling it for you and extracting it?" Jiang Xue asked cunningly.

If it was the old Ling Ge, maybe she would agree, after all, she would get paid without having to work, but she would not agree.

"Sister Jiang is really sorry. This is a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors. It cannot be handed over to others. At most, I will sell it to you and we will provide the ingredients." Ling Ge said neither humble nor overbearing, without any intention of bending over.

Jiang Xue was a little angry. She thought this matter could be solved easily, but it was different from what she thought.

"Sister Jiang, don't be angry, this is really a secret recipe passed down from our ancestors, and we plan to pass it on to our children and grandchildren." Mother Ling said with a playful smile, licking her face.

Ling Ge glanced at Mother Ling, not expecting what she would say.

Jiang Xue's face was ugly. If she believed what Ling's mother said, she would be a ghost. It was a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors, and would she save it until now?
It should have been used to make money a long time ago. Jiang Xue still knows what virtue Ling's mother has.

"Then you don't want to sell us the formula." Jiang Xue said angrily.

"Sister Jiang, we did what we said at the beginning. If we don't want to cooperate with us, we can find someone else." Ling Ge said coldly.

"You owe our casino a sum of money." Jiang Xue threatened.

At the beginning, she only wanted to cooperate with Ling Ge, but after seeing the good momentum, she regretted it a bit and wanted to firmly grasp this prescription.

"We will find a way to pay back the money, but Fang Zi can't take it out." Ling Ge still said the same thing, even if he took it out, it would be useless.

The seasoning of this instant noodle may not have existed in ancient times.

"You don't have to drink the toast." Jiang Xue was angry, and threw the cup next to Ling Gejiao.

The sound of the cup shattering startled Mother Ling to take a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)