"Business?"

Sheng Qingqing looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a strange expression, and didn't know what to say for a while.

She thought that she had sent someone here with such fanfare because of a catastrophe that was coming. Sheng Qingqing had even thought about it, and the other party didn't know what kind of means he would use to force her to ask where those spices came from.

But now......

Sheng Qingqing frowned quickly, thinking more in her heart.

It's really thunder and rain, and I still want her to let her down her guard in order to deceive her trust so that she can ask for what she wants.

"Little ladies don't have to be so vigilant."

Shopkeeper Wan seemed to see what she was thinking, and said slowly: "Our store has always been a serious business, and those unsightly things will not be done." ”

Sheng Qingqing sneered in her heart.

Serious business? What's going on with those two strong men who are one against ten? The shop that can raise such a servant says that it is a clean shop that does serious business, and the other shops are afraid that they have been cleaned with detergent.

She was full of slander in her heart, but Sheng Qingqing didn't show it on her face, she glanced at the spices on the counter quietly, and then asked, "Okay, what does the shopkeeper want to do with me." As you can see, I'm just a little girl from a poor family, and I was lucky to get a little spice last time I came to sell. ”

The shopkeeper laughed twice, he didn't think it was a pestle for Sheng Qingqing's refusal, or that he had already prepared for Sheng Qingqing's refusal.

He didn't argue with Sheng Qingqing about whether she still wanted spice stocks, but said, "What is the surname of the little lady?" What do you call it? ”

Sheng Qingqing pursed her lips, "Don't have your surname Sheng." ”

"Miss Sheng." Shopkeeper Wan coughed dryly, squeezed out an unskilled smile on his face, and said, "I still remember the rhetoric used by Miss Sheng last time I came to the store. It is said that he got those spices from a fallen son, but according to the old man's later research, although the number of spices sold by Miss Sheng is small, the quality is absolutely superior. ”

Shopkeeper Wan paused for a moment, raised his eyes and glanced at Sheng Qingqing, "I have been dealing in spices in this town for many years, and most of the spices used by the rich and noble families in the ten miles and eight towns here are my family's. But I can assure you that there is absolutely no spice of any kind of quality that can compare with the Xu that Miss Sheng sold to the old man that day. ”

Worst!

Sheng Qingqing's heart was like fifteen buckets at this time, seven up and eight down. When she first came to the spice shop to sell chili powder, she already had this doubt. Now it has finally been uncovered by the shopkeeper.

The few grams of chili powder she sells, in terms of cherishment, are absolutely not comparable to those rare spices, but they are more fine, but they are all the spices in the store of Wan Zhang, and all the spices can't catch up.

After all, one uses modern milling techniques, while the others are ancient handicrafts.

No matter how carefully and carefully milled by hand, the fineness of the powder is not as high as that of the machine that can be easily ground out.

So Sheng Qingqing can't explain why she can come up with such a fine powder now......

"Maybe ......" Sheng Qingqing swallowed her throat, squeezed out a smile, and said, "That son is from out of town." I'm just a little girl from the country, and I haven't seen much of the world. I only know that the son is either rich or expensive. ”

Shopkeeper Wan smiled, looking at the expression on his face, obviously he didn't take Sheng Qingqing's words to heart.

"Miss Sheng doesn't need to be in a hurry, and I don't mean to pursue it, but I'm just a little curious now."

Sheng Qingqing swallowed again.

"I said, I invited Miss Sheng here today, I just want to talk about a business, Miss Sheng doesn't need to be too nervous."

Sheng Qingqing didn't smile.

Those words just now were obviously threatening her. If she doesn't cooperate, the news that she has a very fine spice in her hands will start tomorrow in the town. And when the time comes, those greedy people are afraid that they will do anything in order to get spices.

The so-called puppet is not guilty, but Huaibi is guilty.

She is now just a little country girl with no money and no power, what to fight with those people.

"Wan shopkeeper, Ming people don't say dark words, and it's not early, there are still people waiting at home, I need to rush home as soon as possible, if you have anything, just say it clearly." Sheng Qingqing used honorifics.

"Well, what a person who dares to come to the store alone to do business. Miss Sheng is refreshing! ”

Shopkeeper Wan tugged at the corners of his mouth again, revealing a stiff smile. But this laugh is inexplicably much more real than before.

After he said this, he turned around and walked directly to the back of the counter.

Sheng Qingqing frowned, watching him tinker there for a long time before he took out two small boxes.

It is said to be a box, but in fact, each one is only two fingers long and wide, like a modern matchbox.

But they're much more elaborate than matchboxes.

Even if Sheng Qingqing doesn't know the goods, he can see the extraordinaryness of this box. The two small boxes are made of white jade, and it is rare that the white jade is flawless, and even the contents can be faintly seen.

But it's only vague, if you really want to look at the things in the box, but you will feel that there is a layer of white fog in front of you, and you can't see it clearly.

And on this white jade box, two fine small gold locks are also installed by extremely exquisite means.

At this time, the shopkeeper was using two small keys of the same mini to open them separately.

"Miss Sheng, look."

Sheng Qingqing had already guessed the contents of the box at this time, twitched the corners of her mouth, and couldn't help but say: "Wan Shopkeeper is too ......" exaggerated.

Shopkeeper Wan glanced at Sheng Qingqing inexplicably, not understanding what was going on with her expression of wanting to speak and stopping.

If it were in normal times, he would definitely not give even a look. But now that he has the opportunity to cooperate with Sheng Qingqing, Shopkeeper Wan is still patient and explained seriously: "Miss Sheng, spices are extremely precious, if you don't use a white jade box to hold them, no matter what kind of wood, they will change their breath." This change, even the slightest bit, is a great desecration of spices. ”

Sheng Qingqing, a chef, doesn't understand what's wrong with the smell change of seasonings, but obviously the shopkeeper Wan, who is a spice chef, doesn't think so. So she didn't say much.

Different positions, so it is normal to have different views, just seek common ground while reserving differences.

She's just a little sad. Compared with these two boxes, in the kitchen of her space, all kinds of colored materials are casually placed in plastic boxes and plastic bags, if there is a spirit that can see the scene in front of her, I am afraid that she can cry directly.

It's all seasoning, and the difference in treatment is too great.

"Miss Sheng, here is the spice you brought last time, and this is the most finely milled spice in my clan, take a look." Shopkeeper Wan pointed to the contents of the two boxes and said.

Sheng Qingqing glanced up and couldn't help coughing.

She finally understood why Shopkeeper Wan was so sure that there was something wrong with the source of her spices.

Without him, just because the gap is too big.

At this time, the two boxes in front of Sheng Qingqing, the box on the left was the few grams of chili powder she had brought before, and the spices in the box on the right, although I didn't know what it was, was also a small pile of reddish-brown powder.

Those few grams of chili powder were extremely fine, and Sheng Qingqing believed that she could pinch a small pile with her fingers, and when she let go, they would fall with the wind.

As for the other small box......

It can't be said that it is rough, it can be said that compared to the other spice powders in the shopkeeper shop, the powder in this box is already very fine. But this thing is afraid of comparison. With Sheng Qingqing's eyesight, he can clearly see the granularity in this pile of powder.

"No way, this is already the finest powder."

Shopkeeper Wan sighed lowly. As soon as he saw Sheng Qingqing's expression, he knew what she was thinking. What's more, he also has eyes, so he can naturally distinguish the difference between the two balls of powder.

"What I want to talk to Miss Sheng about today is this business." Shopkeeper Wan sighed.

"What?" Sheng Qingqing was stunned.

Shopkeeper Wan didn't like to talk too much, but at the moment he still frowned, patient, and explained: "Everyone has their own secrets, my clan has been in the spice business for a hundred years, and it has always been a serious business, so Miss Sheng, you don't have to worry, I will be malicious and find a way to seize your spices." ”

Sheng Qingqing looked down at the two small boxes, noncommittal.

"What I want is not Miss Sheng's spices. To tell the truth, in my clan, there are all kinds of cherished spices, which Miss Sheng should not be able to compare. ”

Sheng Qingqing nodded and acknowledged.

In fact, not to mention those cherished spices, she doesn't have other ordinary spices. All she has is the seasonings in the kitchen, and when she runs out, she doesn't have them.

So......

"Shopkeeper Wan, if you say this, I can't hide it, and tell you openly and honestly." Sheng Qingqing raised his head, looked directly into the eyes of the shopkeeper Wan, and said seriously: "I really only have those spices, so if you want to buy spices from me, you can't." ”

She is a chef who would rather add them to her dishes to make more delicious food than sell them as spices.

For chefs, good food is king!

"No, no, no, Miss Sheng seems to have misunderstood."

To Sheng Qingqing, who was righteous, the shopkeeper waved his hand again and again.

Sheng Qingqing was stunned, could she have guessed wrong?

As it turned out, she was wrong.

Shopkeeper Wan squeezed out a little smile, and suddenly took out one of the boxes in front of him and put it in front of Sheng Qingqing.

"What does this mean?" Sheng Qingqing couldn't help but ask.

"Miss Sheng, as I said just now, if you compare the quantity and reserves of spices, I am confident that within a radius of ten cities, there is no spice merchant who can compare with my clan."

Sheng Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "So? ”

"So, what I want is not the spices in Miss Sheng's hands, but I want to cooperate with Miss Sheng."

This time, without waiting for Sheng Qingqing to ask again, Shopkeeper Wan said the following words very neatly, "To be able to have such a fine powder, I think, Miss Sheng should have some special tools in her hands, right?" ”