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Chapter 310: How good am I at making money?
Chapter 310: How good am I at making money?
Chapter 310: How good am I at making money?
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The Dean of the Grain Academy held a small banquet to celebrate the harvest, and Shopkeeper He Zhanggui naturally didn’t qualify to attend, so he came back.
Upon learning that Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang were there, he immediately went upstairs.
After hearing He Zhanggui, Qiao Xiaomai responded casually while still sipping her soup, “I know.”
“You knew?!” He Zhanggui was taken aback.
Xiaomai nodded, “I’m not a fool.”
She endured being stared at with a chilling gaze for a long time, a gaze filled with almost naked desire to strip her bare.
If she couldn’t understand such intent in those eyes, she would’ve lived her two lives in vain.
“Aren’t you worried?” He Zhanggui’s face still held a shocked expression.
“Why worry? With Prince Wei present, can he forcibly take me? I am officially recognized by the Emperor now.” Qiao Xiaomai continued to sip her soup while talking.
“But… he is, after all, a powerful prince.”
“I’m not afraid.” Qiao Xiaomai’s demeanor remained calm.
Publicly, she had the Emperor Yongan for support.
Privately, if that mad prince dared to lay a finger on her, she would definitely give him an unexpected surprise.
However, what if she hurt the Prince? How would Emperor Yongan judge then?
He Zhanggui, not privy to Qiao Xiaomai’s secret, saw her completely unconcerned, so he subconsciously looked towards Tong Sanlang.
He didn’t know the true relationship between Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai, but about today’s test, Tong Sanlang signaled him, so he and the chef supported Qiao Xiaomai, pretending not to understand what was said.
In the end, Tong Sanlang just gave him a slight shake of his head.
He was stunned, but quickly understood. Well then, since Tong Sanlang shook his head, he wouldn’t bother arguing.
“Just be careful.”
Having said so, his demeanor quickly changed back to his usual businesslike manner, full of amazement and admiration in his voice, “Miss Qiao, the Buddha’s Delight you just made…”
Qiao Xiaomai’s face lit up with a smile as she interrupted him, “One thousand taels, for the recipe.”
“One thousand taels?!”
“Yes, one thousand taels, just for the right to use the recipe. If you want exclusive rights, that would be ten thousand taels,” Qiao Xiaomai calmly continued her quotation.
She bid so low in the past because she was weak.
Moreover, she always felt awkward about selling something she didn’t invent: as long as the price was reasonable, it was fine.
But now, it’s different. She has found her backing in Emperor Yongan.
Furthermore, the money from Jiwei Residence, rather than using it for some kind of rebellion, might as well go into her pocket.
The same goes for Zuixian Building. Chancellor Shen isn’t a good man either.
He Zhanggui
It’s only been three months. The same person, but the price she quoted suddenly jumped from fifty taels to the sky.
Ten thousand taels!!!
Is this really the same person who used to haggle over prices? The difference now is that those big numbers which were previously just idle talk have now become realistic.
Only three months, how could such a big change happen!
Seeing He Zhanggui’s silence, Qiao Xiaomai leisurely said, “Are you reluctant? Later, Shopkeeper Zhou from Zuixian Building will ask. However, as he didn’t choose me earlier, 1 quoted him two thousand taels. Shopkeeper He, 1 have already given you a discount!”
He Zhanggui
Wiping his face with his hand, he nodded with a complex expression, “One thousand taels, please give me a copy of the recipe.”
His tone was very much like the customers who used to line up at the door to buy Fried Noodle Strips.
Xiaomai laughed, mirroring the waiter’s tone, “Alright! Sir, get your pen and paper, I’ll dictate, and you note down!”
With a complex expression on his face, He Zhanggui got up, left the private room, and went to get the paper, pen, and silver notes.
As soon as he left, Qiao Xiaomai immediately turned to Tong Sanlang.. Her eyebrows raised, her peach-like eyes filled with triumph, “What do you think of my money-making skills?”