Chapter 707 We didn't say whose wedding we were going to...
"Let's go to the study first!"
In the study, Qi Minghe held the golden potato in his hands, turning it over and over, with a different kind of light flashing in his eyes.
The thumb that often fiddled with the medicinal herbs gently scraped off the dirt on the surface of the potato, revealing the golden skin. His focused expression seemed as if he was appreciating some rare treasure.
"Mrs. Gu, don't say it, these potatoes... are simply amazing!"
Qi Minghe marveled and tapped the surface of the potato lightly with his fingers.
"Not only are the skins thin and the meat thick, the size is even, and after being cooked, it has a dense texture and a sweet taste. Even though Duan Ling has been doing business in Northern Qi for many years, he has probably never seen such a magical crop."
Before he could understand the other meaning in his words, Ran Qingxuan couldn't help laughing as he looked at his obsessed expression.
"If Shopkeeper Qi likes it, I'll pack two sacks for you to take away."
"Two sacks?" Qi Minghe looked up suddenly, a gleam in his eyes.
"No, no, no, Madam Gu, I want more than two sacks."
He stood up and paced back and forth in the study, the hem of his brocade robe swaying gently with his steps, revealing his inner excitement.
"When I was eating just now, I was thinking, if I bring these potatoes to Silver Moon City and let Duan Ling see them..."
When he mentioned Duan Ling's name, his tone changed unconsciously.
"She will definitely add this treasure to every restaurant's menu immediately!"
Ran Qingxuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he tapped the table lightly with his slender fingers: "What Manager Qi means is..."
"I mean..."
Qi Minghe took a few steps closer and said in a low voice, "These potatoes can become a big business just like hot pot.
After all, the Duan family restaurants are all over Northern Qi, if we can cooperate with you..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that Ran Qingxuan was looking at him with a strange look.
That look seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, causing him to involuntarily take a half step back.
"Gu, why is Madam Gu looking at me like that?" Qi Minghe stuttered, his ears suddenly turning red.
Gu Yanchen on the side chuckled and put down the teacup in his hand.
"Brother Qi, I'm curious, when did you become so enthusiastic about matchmaking for others?"
He deliberately dragged out his tone: "Could it be... that we are going to have a wedding banquet?"
"Wedding wine?!"
Qi Minghe jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and the potato in his hand almost fell out of his hand.
"Who, who said they want to attend my wedding? I, I just think there are endless business opportunities in potatoes..."
Ran Qingxuan smiled, his eyes glittering with cunning, "We didn't say whose wedding it was. Manager Qi is so nervous, he must have confessed."
Qi Minghe's face suddenly turned red all the way to his neck. He stood there at a loss, like a child who had done something wrong.
He opened his mouth to explain, but found that the more he explained, the worse it got. In the end, he could only scratch his hair in frustration.
The study was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere. The laughter of children chasing and playing came from not far outside the window, intertwining with the laughter in the study.
After the laughter, Ran Qingxuan walked to the desk, spread out a piece of letter paper, and picked up the pen to dip it in ink.
"Since Shopkeeper Qi is so enthusiastic, why don't you help me take a letter to Duan Ling."
Her pen tip danced smoothly on the paper, and she continued, "By the way, bring a thousand kilograms of potatoes back to Silver Moon City. Keep some for the hot pot restaurant to try out new dishes, and the rest..."
She looked up and winked at Qi Minghe: "Give it to someone that Shopkeeper Qi thinks is 'especially important' to try."
How could Qi Minghe not understand her intention? Her half-hearted attitude was too obvious.
"Thank you, Mrs. Gu!" God knows he was so excited that his voice changed.
"I will definitely deliver these potatoes..."
Gu Yanchen shook his head and chuckled: "Brother Qi, Brother Qi, your Sima Zhao's intentions are so obvious that even the old hens in my yard can see through it."
Qi Minghe scratched his head embarrassedly, but no longer denied it.
He carefully put the letter into his sleeve as if it were a priceless treasure.
"Don't worry, Madam Gu. I will personally deliver these 1,000 kilograms of potatoes to Duan Ling."
When he said the word "personally", his tone unconsciously became happy.
Ran Qingxuan folded the letter carefully and handed it to Qi Minghe: "The letter contains various ways to cook potatoes and how to store them. Tell Duan Ling that if she is interested, she can come to Yongfeng Village to discuss it in detail.
Of course, if Shopkeeper Qi wants to come back and bring back some potatoes, that’s not impossible…”
"Okay, okay, I'll definitely bring it to you!" Qi Minghe took the letter with a smile and put it close to his body in his arms.
He hesitated for a moment, then added: "Actually... Duan Ling mentioned a few days ago that she wanted to visit Mrs. Gu, but because she was busy with the hot pot restaurant, she didn't have time..."
Ran Qingxuan and Gu Yanchen looked at each other and smiled knowingly. It seemed that this marriage was a natural outcome.
As the sun set and Qi Minghe said goodbye and left, the Gu family had already prepared a cart full of potatoes.
He stood beside the carriage, looking at the yellow harvest, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes that only a young man should have.
The carriage slowly drove away from Yongfeng Village, raising a cloud of dust. Gu Yanchen put his arm around his wife's shoulders and walked home, saying softly, "You have become a matchmaker."
Ran Qingxuan looked at the carriage going away, with a smile on his face: "The trade route is open, and the love route is also open. This potato, maybe it can become a good story!"
January passed in a flash, dusk fell, and the Gu family moved into a new house. The new house was decorated with lights and eight big red lanterns, making the green bricks and black tiles look festive.
Villagers carrying bamboo baskets and pottery jars passed through the carved gatehouse in an endless stream, and there was a constant stream of people coming to congratulate the couple all day long.
There were old women delivering eggs, women bringing newly woven coarse cloth, and even children holding wreaths made of wild flowers, which they timidly handed over to the women of the Gu family.
"Gu Liulang, you must accept this basket of mountain products!"
Old man Zhao unloaded the heavy backpack on the porch and wiped his face with his rough hands.
"If your wife hadn't taught me how to grow potatoes, my kids would have been so hungry that they would have to eat tree bark again this spring."
Gu Yanchen was wearing an indigo gown and had his hair tied up with a jade hairpin. Hearing this, he immediately bowed.
"Uncle Zhao, you are too polite. Please come in!"
From the corner of his eye, he saw his wife leaning against the porch pillar and yawning with her hands covering her mouth. Her pregnant belly was round under her lilac skirt, and there was a faint blue shadow under her eyes.
"Qingxuan." He took two steps forward and placed his palm against the back of his wife's slightly cold hand.
"But you're tired?"
Ran Qingxuan shook his head slightly, and the tassels of the silver hairpin in his hair swayed: "Maybe it's because I got up too early today and didn't get enough rest, but it's okay."
As he was speaking, he suddenly frowned, held his lower back and hissed softly. Gu Yanchen immediately panicked, and when he was about to call for help, his wrist was held down again.
"Don't disturb the guests. I'll just go back to my room and rest." She lowered her voice and forced a smile.
As they were talking, Old Madam Gu came over with Zhou Furong. Seeing that Ran Qingxuan looked not well, she suddenly became a little anxious.
"You look so bad, go and have a rest!"
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