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Chapter 131 Do You Want to Become the Prime Minister’s Son-in-Law?
Huaxi Village.
Nangong Yi looked at the crushed ice fruit in front of him, then at the ice cubes in the basin, his eyes shining with gold.
It turns out that you can make your own ice cubes.
There is also this crushed ice fruit. A bowl of it on a hot day is simply a holy product to cool down.
As a serious businessman, he felt that this ice cube was a good business opportunity.
But how should he bring up this matter with Ruoruo?
He wouldn't take Ruoruo's ice-making recipe for nothing.
Otherwise, the money earned will be split 50-50.
Jiang Ruo looked at Nangong Yi, who was stunned, and smiled, "Uncle, try it quickly, this crushed ice fruit was invented by me!"
Nangong Yi came back to his senses, picked up the spoon, took a bite and savored it carefully.
Well, not to mention the crushed ice, even the fruit is not something that ordinary people can afford.
When Jiang Ruo saw the flash of light in his eyes, she knew what her uncle was thinking.
"Uncle, I have many ways to make money. Would you like to listen?"
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yi quickly ate the fruit ice in the bowl and pretended to be listening attentively.
"Uncle, I once read a book about gourmet food. The dishes in it were simply amazing..."
"Moreover, they are all signature dishes classified according to the season. In summer, there are cold dishes and barbecue... In winter, there is hot pot..." Jiang Ruo couldn't help swallowing as he spoke.
Next, Jiang Ruo talked a lot without caring whether Nangong Yi understood or not.
Xiao Chengjin, who was sitting next to Jiang Ruo, became more and more unhappy the more he listened.
Ruoruo, these are the ways for our family to make a fortune in the future. Why did you tell your uncle about them?
My uncle is such a mean person. Is it true that you can listen to what Ruoruo said?
If Ruoruo continued to speak, his position of controlling the economic lifeline of the Dayan Dynasty would be changed.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chengjin tugged at Jiang Ruo's clothes with a wronged look.
Jiang Ruo glanced sideways at Xiao Chengjin and asked unhappily, "What's wrong?"
You ignorant bastard, don’t you see that people are having a great time talking?
Xiao Chengjin poured a cup of tea and said with a wandering look, "Ruoruo, you must be thirsty!" Then he put the cup of tea to Jiang Ruo's lips.
Jiang Ruo: I'm not thirsty.
Nangong Yi inexplicably understood what Xiao Chengjin meant.
He laughed heartily and said cheerfully, "Ruoruo, thank goodness your uncle didn't understand what you said, otherwise, he would have made a fortune in silence."
He had never heard of the dishes that Ruoruo mentioned, hot pot, barbecue...all kinds of seasonings.
After listening to Nangong Yi's words, Jiang Ruo immediately understood what Xiao Chengjin meant.
This guy is quite money-obsessed!
"Uncle, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. Let's study food together when we have nothing to do."
Next, Jiang Ruo stayed in the village to study food with his family. The tempting aroma of meat wafted through the courtyard at mealtime.
As a foodie, Nangong Yi was so tempted by all kinds of delicious food that he completely forgot about returning to Shengzhou.
Zhou Mansion.
Mr. Zhou, who was suffering from a heart disease, recovered without any medicine after hearing that the woman his rebellious son brought back was the daughter of the Prime Minister.
In the study, Mr. Zhou looked at the "talisman for eliminating wealth and disasters" from left to right, and always felt that the talisman paper was not ordinary.
Thinking of the "noble person" in the mansion, he put the talisman paper in a box and locked it up like a treasure.
Compared with the "noble man", that little bit of food is nothing.
The cunning Mr. Zhou was secretly making plans.
The capital is a good place where high-ranking officials and dignitaries gather.
And Prime Minister Jiang is the head of all officials...
Their Zhou family is not short of money at the moment. If they can climb up the big tree of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Zhou family may be able to gain a foothold in the capital... and become successful.
Thinking of this, Mr. Zhou immediately sent someone to call his rebellious son to discuss the matter.
Zhou Zexuan came to the study in a nonchalant manner and said loudly, "Dad, what do you want to talk to your son about?"
Mr. Zhou looked at his playboy and rubbed his slightly aching brow.
This son has accomplished nothing except his lust for beauty.
Alas, I can only place my hopes on my grandson.
He coughed lightly and said in an unusually serious tone, "Do you want to be the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Zhou Zexuan: “…”
The son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion
Of course he did.
After Zhou Zexuan understood what Mr. Zhou meant, he was very excited. "Dad, I want to!"
For this reason, the father and son began to murmur in the study.
It was not until it got dark that Zhou Zexuan left the study with a smug look on his face.
Even if he was not worthy, it could not stop him from becoming the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
So what if she is the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister’s Mansion?
If I lose my virginity to him, I will be a member of his Zhou family for the rest of my life.
At that time, he would say some sweet words and promise Miss Jiang to be his legal wife, and he would be the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Zhou Zexuan was happily immersed in the dream of becoming the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Yes, taking advantage of this opportunity of "one person's success brings prosperity to the whole family", the whole family moved to Beijing.
Zhou Zexuan returned to the yard and thought about his wife's methods.
This is a critical moment, and we can't let her disrupt the entire plan.
So, Zhou Zexuan decided to tell Mrs. Zhou about this matter.
The night deepens.
Mrs. Zhou tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
This woman is actually the daughter of the Prime Minister?
No wonder when I first met her, I felt that she was different from those vixen.
Her husband...shouldn't dare to have any improper thoughts about her, right?
“Knock, knock…”
The knock on the door brought Mrs. Zhou back to her senses.
"who?"
"Madam, it's me." Zhou Zexuan outside the door looked at the yard he hadn't stepped into for a long time and raised his eyebrows.
After hearing Zhou Zexuan's voice, Mrs. Zhou jumped up from the bed.
Why is my husband here?
She quickly put on her shoes and ran to the dressing table to comb her hair.
After opening the door, Madam Zhou looked at Zhou Zexuan with seductive eyes and said in a pretentious manner, "Husband, why aren't you resting at Sister Qing's place?"
That bitch has only been here a month and she's already getting bored.
"Tonight... I suddenly missed you." After Zhou Zexuan entered the room, he suppressed the disgust in his heart, put his arm around Mrs. Zhou's waist and walked to the bed.
At this moment, Mrs. Zhou didn't know that Zhou Zexuan came to her with a purpose.
After a period of lovemaking, Zhou Zexuan slowly expressed his thoughts.
"Madam, people always strive for higher positions. Miss Jiang is a great opportunity for our Zhou family to 'turn things around.'"
As soon as these words were spoken, Mrs. Zhou immediately understood what Zhou Zexuan meant.
Tsk tsk! This must be why he came to her place tonight!
"Husband, just say it, I will listen to you." Mrs. Zhou seemed docile, but she actually hated it in her heart.
Zhou Zexuan knew that his wife was a smart person, so he no longer worried about anything.
He said smugly, "Madam, for the sake of the Zhou family and Shuo'er's future, I can only...put you in trouble for the time being."
"Miss Jiang is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. We can't let her be a concubine!"
"Don't worry, no matter when or where, our Shuo'er will always be the eldest son of the Zhou family."
"Once we settle down in the capital, I will make you my co-wife..."
In order to become the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there is no room for negotiation on this matter.