Upon learning that Song Xia had arrived.
Ji Ying put down what she was doing and went to the living room.
Upon entering the living room.
Ji Ying saw Song Xia, and noticed that she was holding a pastry. She took a bite, stared at it, and then took another bite.
His lips curled into a smile.
"You've arrived!"
Song Xia noticed Ji Yinglai, quickly finished her snacks, and got up to greet him.
"Um!"
Ji Ying sat down next to Song Xia, his gaze falling on the basket on her back, and asked, "What's in your basket?"
Sweet potato vermicelli.
Song Xia removed the cloth covering the basket and took out the bundled sweet potato noodles inside, handing them to him to see.
Ji Ying has been busy these days, so he hasn't been to Song Xia's shop to eat. However, he heard Ji Hao say that their shop has launched a new dish called hot and sour noodles, which is sour and spicy, fragrant and appetizing.
"Is this what you make your hot and sour noodles?"
Song Xia smiled and said, "Young Master Ji is indeed clever; he guessed it right away."
He was surprised that she still addressed him that way.
Ji Ying opened his mouth and said, "We're so familiar with each other, shouldn't I be able to call you Brother Ji?"
"Okay, okay, I'll call you Brother Ji from now on!"
Song Xia did not fuss over the form of address.
Anyway, given her age, there's nothing wrong with calling him that.
Ji Ying carefully examined the sweet potato flour and asked, "You came to me, how do you want to cooperate?"
Look how direct he is.
Song Xia didn't say anything else, but looked at him and said, "I want to sell some of my sweet potato noodles to you, and I'll sell the rest at my own shop. You can take some out to try selling them first, and then give me a quote after you've sold them."
Ji Ying raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you afraid I'll screw you over?"
Upon hearing this...
Song Xia looked directly at Ji Ying and said, "They say all merchants are cunning, but don't forget, I'm a merchant too. However, as long as the price you offer is reasonable and I can make a profit, I won't say anything."
This girl.
"OK!"
Ji Ying agreed, and before Song Xia could say anything, he said, "How do we cook these sweet potato noodles? No one else has ever seen or eaten them before. If we don't explain it simply, they probably won't buy them."
Song Xia went straight to the kitchen and cooked several dishes for Ji Ying.
Sweet potato vermicelli and egg pancakes, sweet potato vermicelli and lean pork and bean sprout soup, cold sweet potato vermicelli salad, minced meat sweet potato vermicelli, and sweet potato vermicelli and tofu casserole.
Each dish is served in small portions.
Ji Ying tasted them and found that every dish was quite delicious.
He asked for the recipe along with the sweet potato vermicelli.
"Okay, I'll sell it to you!"
Song Xiahui knew more than just this, so she didn't refuse.
Ji Ying gave Song Xia twenty taels of silver for each dish recipe, which wasn't a lot, but it wasn't a small amount either. Five recipes would cost a total of one hundred taels of silver, with the cost of the sweet potato vermicelli to be settled later.
He hasn't decided how much to sell it for per kilogram yet.
Two days later.
The house is finally finished.
The construction period is longer than previously agreed.
Foreman Wang shortchanged Song Xia by ten taels of silver.
Next.
After discussing it with Song Xia and the others, Foreman Wang set the date for raising the roof beam on the sixth day of the ninth lunar month.
Song Xia was worried about letting Song Lao Si go and buy furniture, so she did it herself. From the second day until the roof beam was raised, she was running around everywhere.
They were either busy with workshop matters or with the raising of the roof beam.
A feast is held for the raising of the roof beam.
Song Xia also planned a big celebration. After asking around, she learned that she had invited Chef Wang from Dashan Village to cook at her home.
There are still quite a few people in their Peach Blossom Village.
Since you're going to host a dinner party, you should start preparing in advance.
The fifth day of the ninth lunar month.
Song Xia then invited people from the village to her home to help slaughter the chickens and ducks she had bought.
Early morning of the sixth day of the ninth lunar month.
Boss Song and his men arrived at Song Xia's house very early. After Li Ji's people delivered the furniture, they rolled up their sleeves and helped move it.
Song Lao Er and his group happened to arrive and helped with the moving.
Many hands make light work.
It didn't take long to move everything.
Looking at the spacious, bright, and exquisitely decorated house in front of her, Qiao Lianhua couldn't help but feel envious and jealous: "Husband, wouldn't it be wonderful if this house were ours!"
Hearing her say that...
Song Lao Er quickly looked around to make sure no one had heard what she said.
He glared at her irritably and said, "Stop spouting nonsense. If Song Xia and the others hear this, or if it gets back to them from someone else, I'll never forgive you!"
It's never over, it's never over. All he does is threaten her all day long.
Qiao Lianhua pouted and said, "I was just saying it casually, I didn't do anything..."
She couldn't win against Song Xia.
I can't beat her.
How could I possibly provoke her again?
Song Lao Er opened his mouth and said, "I can't say it!"
Qiao Lianhua: "..."
He's practically worshipping Song Xia like an ancestor now!
After giving Qiao Lianhua a few warnings, Song Lao Er went with Song Lao Da and the others to move tables and chairs from house to house in the village.
Song Xia was hosting a banquet with 35 tables, but his family didn't have that many tables, so they naturally went to borrow tables from various households in the village, just like always.
As for their tables, they had already been moved here.
The cook provided the bowls and chopsticks.
otherwise.
We also need to borrow bowls and chopsticks.
After finishing a handful of sunflower seeds, Song Youdi suddenly thought of Ji Hao and couldn't help but walk towards Song Xia, calling out, "Song Xia!"
What does she want from me?
Song Xia put down the peanuts and melon seeds she was holding and waited for her to come over.
Song Youdi whispered, "Song Xia, can you do me a favor?"
She said she was looking for her to do something.
So she wants me to help her.
Song Xia said, "Speak!"
Song Youdi's face visibly turned red.
"Could you... could you put in a good word for me in front of Young Master Ji Hao? Song Xia, I... I've never liked anyone this much before. If I can't be with him, I'll be heartbroken."
"If you're willing to help me, I'll definitely thank you properly after it's done. I'll give you whatever you need."
How old is she?
Thirteen years old, right? So precocious?
Imagine this is ancient times.
Song Xia felt relieved.
She didn't like Song Youdi in the first place and didn't want to get involved in such things, so how could she possibly agree?
She refused Song Youdi without hesitation: "I can't help you with this."
"you…"
Song Youdi bit her lip and asked, "Song Xia, are you still angry with me? I admit I was wrong before, but I've realized my mistake since then. If you're still angry with me, you can scold me, hit me, I'll take it..."
Song Xia raised her hand.
Song Youdi tightened his grip and stood still.
Song Xia observed her reaction, gently brushed a stray hair behind her ear, and said, "Song Youdi, even if we weren't on bad terms, I wouldn't help you. I don't like getting involved in these kinds of things. If you like him and want to marry him, go after him yourself!"
She said so much.
She still won't help her!
That bitch, she just can't stand to see her doing well!
When Song Youdi looked up, Song Xia was already gone.
"If you won't help me, fine, I'll do it myself!"
Thinking that lunchtime was still far away, Song Youdi found Qiao Lianhua and pulled her to a secluded place to talk.
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