Fortunately, there were still a few jars of pickles on the back of the bullock cart; otherwise, they wouldn’t know how to explain their situation to Xiao Bei.
Xiao Bei came over and said blankly, "Sister, why is your face so red?"
Mu Houchu said calmly, "Almost fell off, naturally a bit frightened."
"But why is your mouth a bit swollen?" Xiao Bei asked curiously.
Ji Xinhe’s face turned even redder and she immediately turned her head away, "I just almost fell down and accidentally bit my mouth."
"Then you..."
Xiao Bei wanted to ask more, but Ji Xinhe obviously couldn’t take it anymore. Mu Houchu hooked his lips and interrupted Xiao Bei casually, "Did you find the purse just now?"
Xiao Bei shook his head, "No, I searched everywhere but didn’t see it. Could it be that I lost it in the village?"
Children are children, easily distracted and completely unsuspecting.
"I was thinking that I might have dropped it at home. Let’s look for it when we get back. There’s not much money in it anyway, so we don’t need to hurry. Let’s go to the town first." Mu Houchu said calmly.
Hearing Mu Houchu’s words, Xiao Bei felt at ease and nodded obediently, "Alright."
Ji Xinhe turned around, not daring to let Xiao Bei see her flushed face. She glared at Mu Houchu angrily.
She found that her biggest nemesis was this man. He always had ways to make her utterly defeated!
Mu Houchu asked innocently, "What’s the matter?"
Ji Xinhe’s sarcastic smile, "Why aren’t you hurrying to drive? It’s going to be too late to open for business!"
Mu Houchu smiled, "Alright."
She didn’t know how much ripple that one word "yes" she had said earlier had set off in his heart. Although he had long seen her feelings for him, hearing her admit it was another matter.
He was always a strict man, but for the first time, he lost control because of such a sentence. He couldn’t help but want to hold her, kiss her, and...
Mu Houchu looked at Ji Xinhe’s slightly swollen, alluring red lips, his throat felt dry and he couldn’t help swallowing. His eyes were tinged with a hint of desire.
Ji Xinhe understood the meaning of Mu Houchu’s gaze all too well. She felt a chill down her spine and exclaimed, "Why aren’t you hurrying to drive?!"
Mu Houchu hooked his lips slightly, seemingly with a hint of a wicked smile, "Alright."
The phrase he said to her the most was "alright". It seemed that he would support her in anything, and he would be very willing to do anything she asked of him. It seemed that she was in charge of everything, but in fact, he was controlling the overall situation.
Just like now, although he said, "Alright", the desire in his eyes hadn’t diminished at all. Instead, it contained a touch of a mocking smile, showing no intention of letting her go.
No one had ever stopped him from doing what he wanted, and what he wanted, even if it took a lot of effort, he would surely get it.
That’s the kind of powerful and terrifying man he was.
That’s why Ji Xinhe had been secretly warning herself to stay away from him from the very beginning. Her intuition told her that she couldn’t mess with this man.
But it was precisely such a man who quietly took root in her heart and occupied her heart.
The bullock cart still swayed leisurely along. Ji Xinhe suddenly turned her head to look at him. He was looking ahead, seemingly concentrating on driving the cart. His handsome face looked exceptionally stunning in the morning light, less sharp than usual, and a bit softer.
Looking at him, she didn’t regret it at all. So this was what it felt like to love someone.
Ji Xinhe turned away, her lips involuntarily curved slightly.
Mu Houchu looked at her, "What are you laughing at?"
Ji Xinhe snorted, "I won’t tell you."
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Finally, they arrived in town.
They opened the door to the small shop that had been tidied up earlier, hung two strings of firecrackers that had been bought long ago, and excitedly opened for business.
The sound of firecrackers crackling echoed. Ji Xinhe stood at the door, tapped a gong, and shouted, "Qinghe’s small shop is officially open for business! Fermented tofu, sour bamboo shoots, spicy cabbage, spicy radish! All kinds of pickles are available! To celebrate our opening, we’re offering a new product, pickles today! Everyone is welcome to come in and shop!"
Hearing the shouts, people started to pause at the entrance, "Selling pickles? Are they the ones from Guilin House?"
As expected, the reputation of Guilin House still worked wonders.
Ji Xinhe smiled, clasped her fists and bowed, "I won’t hide it from you, all the pickles from Guilin House are supplied by our small shop! Absolutely genuine! I used to have a stall at the market, and many customers recognized me. We’re the number one shop in Lian’an Town, with an absolutely genuine reputation!"
Upon hearing her words, someone agreed, "It’s true! I bought fermented tofu from you before, and I didn’t think you’d open a shop. You won’t raise the prices, will you?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
"Don’t worry, everyone! It’s still the previous price, and our little shop offers a 10% discount for today’s opening!"
"Great!" The crowd immediately became more lively, and some people wanted to come in and buy.
Ji Xinhe said with a smile, "Our shop not only sells pickles but also brewed wine! If anyone is interested, feel free to buy."
"Is there any wine? What kind of wine?"
"Grape wine!"
The crowd suddenly burst into a commotion, "Grape wine?!"
In fact, few people in the remote Lian’an Town knew about grape wine. At most, some wealthy families knew about its existence, but it was still unattainable.
However, the recent surge of this wine at Guilin House caused its price to skyrocket, and it became extremely popular. As a result, people in Lian’an Town became aware of the existence of this wine.
So when Ji Xinhe mentioned grape wine, naturally it caused a commotion.
"Is it really grape wine?! It’s not fake?" A bystander questioned naturally.
Ji Xinhe smiled, "If you doubt its authenticity, you can ask the owner of Guilin House directly. The grape wine at Guilin House is exclusively supplied by our small shop! If the grape wine at Guilin House is real, how could the grape wine at our little shop be fake? One word, ten times the compensation if it’s fake! Everyone can rest assured!"
With that, the entire crowd became lively, and someone couldn’t help but ask the price, "How much is your grape wine?"
Ji Xinhe said, "Twelve silvers per catty. If you have any questions, you can come into the store to inquire and buy. Thank you for supporting Qinghe’s small shop!"
Guilin House’s grape wine is now priced at thirteen silvers per catty. Since it is a restaurant, the price of the wine should naturally be higher. Ji Xinhe sells it directly, so it should be cheaper. However, if the price is too low, it would inevitably lower the value of the grape wine; so she chose to make it one silver cheaper. In order to make money in the long run, the price of grape wine must be maintained high.
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