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How to express gratitude?
I sent him money, a lot of money.
During dinner, Yu Chunmiao talked about the milk tea and Double Skin Milk business.
Chen Ruolan couldn't believe it; wow, they could earn money without doing anything at home, it felt like a dream!
Yu Chunmiao calculated on the ceiling: with one shop selling ten cups a day, that’s ten coins. In a month, that’s six hundred coins. He had ten shops, so that’s seven taels of silver each month. Adding in the Double Skin Milk, he could comfortably earn fourteen taels and four coins just lying at home each month.
If he sold more than ten portions, he would make a fortune.
She calculated based on the minimum sales volume, but given the sales situation of Xian Cao Mi, she knew the actual numbers should far exceed this.
However, this didn’t dampen Chen Ruolan and Qi Yuan's excitement.
Chen Ruolan looked at Qi Yuan and said: "Yuan Er will turn seventeen after the Chen hour; it’s time for your mother to find you a wife."
Qi Yuan glanced at Yu Chunmiao and replied: "Mother's choice for a daughter-in-law will surely be the best."
This complimented the whole family, but Qi Chong enjoyed it the most.
As night fell,
Yu Chunmiao was pressed against the wall by the man, her voice unable to contain soft cries that were completely swallowed by him.
The man’s large hand cradled her head; in the midst of it all, she lost track of everything around her.
The dim light illuminated her glistening almond eyes, hazy and alluring.
Qi Chong never wasted a sage's time because he wanted to make up for what he had missed earlier.
Yu Chunmiao was tossed around until midnight, still being kissed tenderly by the man who couldn’t get enough of her soft flesh.
She gently stroked his shoulder and said seriously: "Although I’m not a doctor, I still want to tell you to take care of your left shoulder muscles."
Qi Chong looked up attentively.
Especially the trapezius area; be careful not to strain it. It’s best not to sleep on your side at night.
She paused deliberately.
It’s best if you sleep next to me.
Qi Chong was stunned for a moment before burying his head in her chest, his body trembling continuously. After a while, he finally settled down beside her and wrapped his arms around her.
Feeling sleepy? Then just say it! I almost didn’t understand you.
In late August, the heat of summer had finally faded in the evenings, and Yu Chunmiao sometimes still needed to cover himself with a light blanket. In such weather, curling up in a man's warm embrace was the most comfortable thing, and before long, he would drift off to sleep.
Ever since the villagers tasted the sweetness of Banxia, everyone was eager to participate. In the first couple of days, there were still people from the Qi Family passing by, but soon after, they stopped coming altogether. It seemed that the Banxia on that mountain had run out.
Before long, it was time for the Yamen to collect the head tax. To everyone's surprise, the officers collecting money were Zhou Qingshan and Wang Wu. They had come to the Qi Family once to take people and were now back to collect money, feeling somewhat embarrassed about it.
Yu Chunmiao warmly invited them inside, but they refused, preferring to stand at the door with their household registration books to tally up the fees. For a family of five, two and a half coins was hardly anything for the Qi Family—merely a drop in the bucket. However, it was different for the villagers; even with plenty of Banxia, there were so many people digging that they barely managed to scrape together enough to pay two years' worth of head tax.
Moreover, as more people learned about Banxia, it was being sold in all eighteen towns. With an increase in supply came a decrease in price. The price per pound was slashed in half and rounded down to just ten coins a pound.
The villagers began to understand firsthand why the Qi Family didn’t give Fang Zi any business. Just as they had warmed up their money, everyone quickly returned to their previous state. With the village chief election approaching, new ideas began to form among the villagers.
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