Chapter 96 Gifts
"Xiaoyue, you told dad that you are really a pure cooperative relationship, and he wants to give such a generous gift?" Boss Jiang is not easy to be fooled, and his face is full of suspicion.

Jiang Ruyue hurriedly hugged her mother's arm, and changed the topic, "Father, mother, it would be great if a pharmacy as big as Jishitang could cooperate with us. You still doubt what I have with them."

"Yes." The couple were right after thinking about it.

So I didn't delve into it any further.

The family and several servants were busy unloading, and no one came into the house to disturb them.

After handing the pannier to her elder brother Jiang Changqing, she took out the honeycomb and raspberries.

She goes into the kitchen.

Everyone sighed, what a coincidence that Song Qingfeng came.

It just so happens that there is a bumper harvest today, and there is still honey, so you can make him a honey tangerine peel tea.

Also thank you for not drinking other people's ginseng tea last time.

At this time, although it was close to noon.

But in the main room of the Jiang family, after last night's rain, the room still looked a bit damp.

Ever since Song Qingfeng took the servants to deliver the herb seeds to her door.

He was shocked by the scene he saw.

What catches the eye is the green grass, trees, vegetables and fruits, a vibrant scene, just like a small farmyard.

In a short while, Jiang Ruyue scraped out all the honey in the hive and put it into a clay pot.

He quickly boiled some water and made a pot of orange peel and honey tea.

This tea is made by her own method with a special ratio.

If the average person does not match the ratio in place, it will greatly affect the taste.

Here Song Qingfeng obviously heard the movement and was about to go out to see her.

The two of them almost bumped into each other when they entered and the other went out.

"Young Master Song, you should try this tea first."

"Little girl, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?" Song Qingfeng's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Very good, didn't you see it hee hee." She was an optimist, and she was moved to see him personally deliver wormwood seeds to her after a long journey.

Song Qingfeng glanced at the porcelain bowl at hand, the light yellow tea, with a few pieces of orange peel floating on it, looked very warm in color.

Pick it up and take a sip—the fragrance of flowers in your mouth.

"Is this orange peel tea?"

"Honey orange peel tea, this tea regulates qi, relieves swelling, produces body fluids and moistens throat..." Jiang Ruyue felt that he would be thirsty after traveling all the way, so she brewed a pot of honey orange peel tea for him.

Maybe it was a psychological effect, Song Qingfeng suddenly felt that his throat was very comfortable after drinking it: "Your tea tastes pretty good."

"The taste is of course no problem." Her craftsmanship said nothing.

"Of course it's good to sell it in Jishitang, but how do we divide the profits?"

Just as Song Qingfeng picked up the tea bowl to drink water again.

Suddenly, a little rainwater dripped from the hut without warning, and the rainwater just happened to drip into his tea bowl.

Um, Jiang Ruyue said in embarrassment after seeing it: It rained last night, and the hut was a little leaky, so. . .Well, I'm refilling you with a new bowl, right?

"It's okay." He said and put down the tea bowl.

Song Qingfeng looked at her bare main room and said, "Do you want me to advance the money to help you repair the house?"

"That, no need, my father and I have gone up the mountain to cut a lot of rush grass today." Jiang Ruyue said.

How dare she ask Song Qingfeng to advance her money.

Although she also has some silver, these silver are now used to develop her career.

The house can only wait for her career to develop in the future, and she is considering flipping it.

"Although our family is poor now, it's not scary at all. I believe that sooner or later I will change everything through my own efforts." Jiang Ruyue said with firm eyes.

"The girl is right. Poverty is not terrible, what is terrible is hopelessness." Song Qingfeng still appreciates her independent character.

Mr. Song Qingfeng joked, the reason why I work hard is actually to have more choices in my future life, instead of being forced to choose.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like