Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 127
Leaving Mingxinyuan, Qu Qiuran trotted back to the wing room, and closed the door with a "bang", followed by Lu Qingchi, who was frightened by the closing action and took a step back.

Another second in the night, his face will be ruined by this door.

Lu Qingchi fearfully looked at the trembling door panel in front of him, tidied up his appearance, and gently knocked on the door with a smile.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Inside the house, Qu Qiuran listened to the knock on the door and tucked herself into the quilt anxiously.

Qu Qiuran knew that she was a bit petty, but she just didn't want to admit it. Hearing the knock on the door, Qu Qiuran was sleepy, and after a while, she fell asleep sweetly.

Lu Qingchi knocked on the door for a while, seeing no response from the people in the room, his heart sank immediately.

He took two steps at a time, quickly got under the window, and jumped up while supporting the window frame.

"Phew, this little daughter-in-law sleeps really soundly, but it's hard for her husband."

Lu Qingchi approached the bed, and saw the charming woman on the bed, with a red face, eyes closed, breathing steadily, and then he was relieved.

Lu Qingchi pinched the quilt for her, with doting eyes in his eyes.

"Go to sleep, you must be tired after traveling back and forth."

He sat quietly by the bed for a while, and then walked out of the room softly.

During dinner time in the Lu residence, Qu Qiu raised his slender fingers and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Outside the door, Lu Qingchi gently opened the door, and in Qu Qiuran's ignorant state, he hugged him horizontally.

The moment of weightlessness made Qu Qiuran wake up instantly, looked up at Lu Qingchi, frowned slightly, and finally pouted, without struggling, letting him hold her.

In the simple and elegant dining room, Lu Qingye and Wei Jinyi arrived early, just for that fresh bite.

Usually, everyone eats in their own rooms, and rarely has time to sit and eat together.

"Qingye, Qingchi and Qiuran are very similar to when we were young."

Thinking of Lu Qingchi and his wife, Wei Jinyi couldn't help laughing.

Lu Qingye patted Wei Jinyi's hand, the smile on his lips grew stronger, and even the tip of his gray eyebrows couldn't help showing a smile.

"Father and mother, I've been waiting for a long time." Lu Qingchi approached slowly, and Qu Qiuran followed him, speaking together.

"Well, sit down." Lu Qingye calmly recovered his expression, nodded in response, and then ordered the servant girl to start serving dishes.

Soon, on Nuo Da's Eight Immortals table, there were all kinds of dishes, all of which Lu Qingye had never seen before.

The cook of Lu's house has greatly improved her cooking skills through word of mouth from Liu Qingcao.

Today's large table of dishes reveals the "personal inheritance" from Liu Qingcao, which is full of color, fragrance and taste, which makes people's stomachs roar.

"Let's serve dinner, it will be cold later." Wei Jinyi calmly broke Lu Qingye's silence.

"Well, let's have dinner, and go to rest after eating."

Lu Qingye coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe just now.

Every dish on the table made him want to stop, until he could no longer hold it in his stomach, Lu Qingye reluctantly stopped eating.

Wei Jinyi also enjoyed his meal tonight, but seeing the food left, he felt it was a waste.

"Qingchi, it's too wasteful to throw away the leftovers. You should think of a way to save them and eat them tomorrow."

"Mom, you don't have to"

"Qingchi, think about those years, we lived well." Wei Jinyi shook his head, interrupting Lu Qingchi's words.

After hearing this, Lu Qingchi felt a little ashamed.

"Come here, take the dishes off the table and hang them at the bottom of the well."

Qu Qiuran didn't say a word, but the smile on the corner of her mouth already represented her attitude.

The next day, the sky was gray, with only a faint glimmer of light at the far horizon.

At the door of the wing of Lu's house, Xue Bi, a maid, carried a basin of warm water and entered the room lightly.

Qu Qiuran was sleeping soundly at this time, with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he had encountered something good in his dream.

"Ma'am, it's time to get up." Xue Bi stood up and called softly.

Qu Qiuran, who woke up from a leisurely turn, trembled slightly with her long eyelashes.

"Sprite, is it time?"

Sprite nodded with a smile and brought the dress.

Qu Qiuran wriggled on the bed for a few seconds, then lifted the quilt, and was dressed neatly under the service of Sprite.

Today, she was going to Shihe Village, so she couldn't delay.

Yesterday, she talked with Lu Qingchi for a long time, until late at night, when the autumn insects chirped, she returned to the room yawning.

The speed of the carriage was much faster than that of the ox cart. In less than half an hour, Qu Qiuran had arrived at the entrance of Shihe Village.

He came late yesterday, didn't know that the villagers were so early, so he went to Jiang's house with a burden.

Qu Qiuran put Lu Dingyuan at the gate of Baijia private school, and asked the coachman to drive the horse to the end of the village.

Liu Qingcao did not expect that Lu Qingchi would come with Qu Qiuran, and was a little surprised at the time.

Liu Qingcao brought the two of them into the yard, and Chen Cuizhi quickly brought tea.

"Sister Qu, Patriarch Lu, have you had breakfast?"

"Eat breakfast, don't worry about Qingcao." Qu Qiuran took a sip of tea, nodded in response with a smile, and under the table, Qu Qiuran kicked Lu Qingchi to make him speak.

Lu Qingchi pressed Qu Qiuran's restless leg, and spoke as if nothing had happened.

"Qingcao, we are here today because we have something to look for you."

"Patriarch Lu, just speak up if you have something to say."

Liu Qingcao saw the small movements of the two of them, but she didn't show anything on her face.

"Qingcao, not long ago, the cooperation between our family and the Jiang family was cancelled, and the shops in the county town were empty. I have been looking for ways during this time, but nothing is very good.

Yesterday, the wagon-load of vegetables you brought back to Qiuran gave me an idea, but I don't know what you think. "

When Liu Qingcao heard this, there was still something she didn't understand. She had already planned this, but her idea was to do it alone, and she never thought of cooperating with others.

Seeing Liu Qingcao was silent, Lu Qingchi turned his head to look at Qu Qiuran, and nodded towards her.

"Qingcao, we're just here to discuss. If you don't have this plan, forget it. Don't make things difficult for yourself."

Qu Qiuran raised the corners of his lips, put his hand on Liu Qingcao's, and persuaded him earnestly.

Liu Qingcao raised her eyes and pursed her lips to explain.

"Sister Qu, it's not really difficult, but you know that my vegetable garden is not very large, and winter is coming, I'm afraid that when the time comes, your shop will be empty and idle."

Liu Qingcao told the truth.

Just now she thought about it very seriously. She is weak now, and she will not be able to stop for a while. Moreover, she has other places to develop after the market in the county is given up.

The most important thing is that it is not very realistic for the relationship between people to be maintained only by such thin feelings.

Interests are the sharp weapon for a stable and long-term relationship.

Wanting to understand this point, Liu Qingcao no longer struggled, and gave her own answer directly.

Qu Qiuran's eyes lit up, and he took Liu Qingcao's arm affectionately, smiling brightly.

"Green grass, it doesn't matter if the quantity is small. We look at the opportunity to operate, and we will never leave it vacant. Your piece of pea tip can always last until the end of the year. After the end of the year, let Qingchi think of something on his own."

"That's fine too."

Liu Qingcao didn't say any more, as long as they knew what they had in mind.

After confirming the cooperative relationship, the next step is to discuss how to cooperate.

Lu Qingchi and Liu Qingcao discussed with each other, and finally chose the most compromise method.

That is, Liu Qingcao, as a supply wholesaler, supplies to Lu Qingchi at the same price as the restaurant, for no other reason than to unify the market and economy, and prevent abnormal price fluctuations from causing losses to both parties.

(End of this chapter)