The next day, after breakfast, Mo Qingcheng rode her horse to town and headed straight for Lin Feifei's shop.
Lin Feifei rushed forward: "Sister Mo, congratulations!"
"Give it to me!"
"What?"
"A congratulatory gift!"
"Pfft! Cough cough..."
Wait... let the tears flow for a while.
"Sister Mo also likes yellow and white things? How tacky!"
“I like the dead, let alone the living?” Mo Qingcheng chuckled, reaching out her devilish hand to pinch Lin Feifei’s cheek.
Lin Feifei's face turned bright red, and she was furious but barely suppressed the urge to run away from home.
"Sister Mo, let go!"
"I won't let go!"
"Should we release them or not?"
"I won't let you go..."
"You win..." Lin Feifei was utterly dejected and tried to retaliate, but Mo Qingcheng skillfully dodged her attack. Instead, he grabbed her hand and took the opportunity to give her a couple more strokes.
Lin Feifei: "..."
Oh my god!
"Feifei, help me find the best brick factory in town. I want to build a farm and a town." Mo Qingcheng got straight to the point. Lin Feifei wasn't an outsider, so there was no need to hide anything.
Lin Feifei was not in high spirits and was somewhat embarrassed.
"What, you're disgusted with your older sister?" Mo Qingcheng glanced at Lin Feifei with a half-smile.
Lin Feifei pouted: "Sister Mo, how about we go to another town to buy it?"
Mo Qingcheng immediately became interested. Could it be Feifei...?
Speak like a human.
"Okay, okay, the person in charge of the brick factory... is... is..." Lin Feifei's face was flushed, and she lowered her eyes.
"Feifei, don't tell your sister that the brick factory manager is your fiancé."
"Oh my, Sister Mo, how come you can guess so accurately every time?"
"..." Holy crap, is there anything more exciting than this?
"You're not thinking of running away from the wedding, are you?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes trembled.
"Why not? I've never met him, and rumors say he's a cripple... Ugh, anyway, he's not my type." Lin Feifei stomped her foot, refusing to mention it again.
Oh, is that so?
This is so much fun...
A playful glint flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes: "Feifei, how about I test the waters for you?"
"Huh? This... isn't this a bit inappropriate? What if my sister gets implicated?" Lin Feifei asked, her eyes filled with worry.
"What's there to be afraid of? Aren't we best friends?" In my past life, I'd done this kind of thing at least five times, so I'm experienced. It's easy to understand.
Lin Feifei didn't really agree, but she didn't object either. Anyway, she didn't like that guy, so what was wrong with teasing him a little?
Isn't that precisely because of this, Lin Feifei almost ruined her love...?
Mo Qingcheng's eyes lit up. She changed her clothes and, accompanied by Lin Feifei's little maid, Zhu'er, headed straight for Qiliang Brick Kiln.
The person who received Mo Qingcheng was a cold-faced scholar, Shui Sheng, who was the page of Wan Ziliang, the person in charge of Qiliang Brick Kiln.
Mo Qingcheng's gaze was indifferent: "Please bring me the samples from here, thank you."
Shui Sheng remained silent, turned around to get the sample, and remained aloof throughout.
Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, glanced around, and saw that the table was empty, without a single drop of tea, which hardly reflected her hospitality...
"Please take a look." Shui Sheng placed the brick sample on the table, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
Mo Qingcheng was amused by Shui Sheng and wanted to tease him in return: "Young man, why don't you introduce yourself?"
"No need, good is good." Shui Sheng remained cold, but his tone softened slightly.
The little maid, Zhu'er, lowered her head, twisting the handkerchief in her hands tightly, her toes digging into the ground.
Mo Qingcheng looked Zhu'er up and down and immediately laughed.
"Pearl, can you help me check the quality of the bricks from their brick kiln?"
"Ah? Madam... I... this servant doesn't know how to read it..." Zhu'er panicked and knelt on the ground with a thud: "Madam, spare me."
"Spare my life? You wretched servant, you follow me around all day and learn nothing. What use are you?" Mo Qingcheng sneered.
"lady……"
"Enough, I don't want to look out!"
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