"Anping, you sit with Huaijin for a while, and I'll cook for you."

Hua Muyue thought about the diet for Zhao Huaijin, she couldn't stand the meaty stomach, she was too light for fear that he would have no appetite, too vegetarian and not nutritious, and it was also painstaking.

"Anping, seeing that your expression is a little angry, what happened?" After Hua Muyue left, Zhao Huaijin asked.

"Brother Jin, you don't know that those people are really hateful! Seeing that Sister Yue made money by planting ginger, she came to accuse Sister Yue one by one and said something unpleasant. ”

Lin Anping took the opportunity to sue and told what he had seen and heard and his dissatisfaction.

"Anping, presumably Muyue has an idea, you are not in a hurry, it's okay, thank you for protecting Muyue today." Zhao Huaijin said calmly with his eyes.

But Lin Anping felt weird when he heard it, why should I thank me, isn't it what I should do to protect Sister Yue!

Hua Muyue, who was in the kitchen, also thought about today's matter, if the owner of Yunke accepted his proposal, then it was not impossible to help the villagers.

It's just that I'm not the Bodhisattva, I can purify sentient beings, I can show them the way, and it's up to them whether they want to or not.

After eating, Lin Anping went home.

Before leaving, he said, "Sister Yue, if you have anything to help, call me at any time." ”

"Mu Yue, come and sit down and rest." Zhao Huaijin pointed to the chair next to him.

"Huai Jin, I actually have an idea, but I don't know if I can do it?" Hua Muyue sat down and asked Zhao Huaijin.

"Tell me about it."

"I want to buy ginger, and the villagers can dig in the mountains by themselves, and I don't care if they can grow it themselves, but I buy their ginger and let them have more income, but I have some concerns and I don't know if it will work." Hua Muyue said what she thought.

He continued, "First, I am worried about sales, and the amount of supply for a cloud guest is enough." Second, we are worried about the problem of funds, that is, silver, and we don't have so much money to invest in the early stage. Third, I am afraid that those villagers will not be satisfied. ”

"Mu Yue, are you worried that your proposal will not be successful?" Although Zhao Huaijin asked, he also had a plan in his heart.

Hua Muyue nodded.

"Don't worry, your proposal will definitely succeed, although I don't know what the sharing contract mentioned in your letter means, but your idea is novel, I think Xiao Gongzi will be interested in cooperating."

"I hope so, how can you be so sure that Xiao Gongzi will agree? So what kind of person is Xiao Gongzi?" Hua Muyue asked with a curious look.

Zhao Huaijin did not answer.

Hua Muyue said again, "I really want to meet Xiao Gongzi, who was admired by the cloud shopkeeper. ”

Zhao Huaijin's indifferent face finally reacted, and took Hua Muyue's hand and walked into the room.

And Xiao Gongzi, who was far away in Lingjiang, was lazily leaning on the chaise longue, the neckline of the placket embroidered with dark lines was slightly open, revealing delicate skin.

Opening his peach blossom eyes, he glanced at the pile of letters on the rosewood table, and waved his hand, "Yumo, go and get the letter from Qishan." ”

A handsome waiter walked over, "Okay, Gongzi has two letters from Qishan." Cloud shopkeeper, and a Zhao Gongzi. ”

"Let's see what the cloud shopkeeper says first." Xiao Gongzi said lazily.

"Childe, the cloud shopkeeper said that the cook you want wants wants to cooperate with you, and the specific cooperation is in another letter." The waiter called Yumo outlined.

"Oh? Work with me, hehe...... Anyway, if you have nothing to do today, let's hear about it. ”

The waiter opened the letter and let out an exclamation, "Good word!"

This praise made Xiao Gongzi interested, "It's rare, even Yumo can't praise the words, come and show me." ”

"Okay, Childe." Yu Mo sent the letter over with respectful hands.

Xiao Gongzi sat up, took the letter, opened it, his face changed, and there was a little grievance on his face, "Yumo, am I too slack, go and practice calligraphy." ”