Qian Zichen touched his nose, "I heard that her nose is different from ordinary people and has a very good sense of smell. She secretly bought a lot of Lou Jiaxiang for research. This series lasted for three to five years, and she really made it."

"impossible."

Mo Li never even thought about this sentence.

She said it was impossible, it was impossible.

Not everyone can make Yipin Xiang fragrant fragrance. It can be said that no one can make Yipin Xiang spice except Shen Qingci. Even if the fragrance she can make now, most of the fragrance she needs Shen Qingci’s remaining Hexiang. This is the so-called "Ding Qing Pin".

The spice is obviously the same as the fragrance of Lou family, so there must be something wrong with the fragrance, otherwise she would not have come here in person today.

Qian Zichen sighed, then picked up the sprinkled cup and took a sip.

"Mo Li, you don't know, it's too difficult for me."

"Yeah?" Mo Li frowned, "What's the hard thing for you?"

"Oh..." Qian Zichen couldn't help but sigh again, "You don't know that since Tang Jiaxiang came out, the wind direction of the entire Bai Chu has changed."

"How silly our thousand families are, how profitable the spices of Yipinxiang are. They are not blind, so how can they not be seen? Now that the spices of the Tang family are out, they can not only be bought at will, but also much cheaper than Yipinxiang."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to find that he had said too much, and he quickly touched his nose embarrassedly.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that Yipin Xiang's things are expensive."

“No bargaining.”

Mo Li threw a sentence directly over.

"The price set by the young master will not be discussed."

"Okay, don't talk."

Qian Zichen secretly wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and I just beg you not to raise the price.

By the way, where did they just talk about it?

Qian Zichen sat upright and continued to talk about the Tang family.

"My grandpa Qi was also attracted to Tang Jiaxiang, and that Qian Zihao would probably be able to get up again."

"I asked you to kill him, but you didn't want to."

Mo Li has always been direct. She was living in a life-and-death life. Even if she is not a guard now, the things that belong to her nature have never changed.

Qian Zichen smiled bitterly, how can he kill him? That was a relative. Even if the man almost killed him, he still couldn't do the murder.

"Woman's tolerance!"

Mo Li really looked down on such a man, mother-in-law and mother, and he had no courage at all.

Qian Zichen was used to being hit by Mo Li, but fortunately he was used to it, otherwise Mo Li would have to commit suicide by making him embarrassed and angry.

Mo Li put his hand on the table and tapped it a few times.

"Qianjia wants to terminate the cooperation with us Yipinxiang?"

After listening for a long time, she only heard this meaning.

“Yes and no?”

And this is the word, Qian Zichen can't say it. Such a thing is undoubtedly not about crossing the river and destroying the bridge, although it was not for him, Qian Zichen.

But in front of Mo Li, I still felt very ashamed.

OK.

There is no need to answer this.

Mo Li already knows it.

It doesn’t matter whether Qianjia wants to do Yipinxiang’s business. Yipinxiang will not be lost without Qianjia’s business. However, Tangjiaxiang seems to have really affected Yipinxiang.

It is best not to let her find out about this matter. What methods do they use to make those incense? If it is related to Yipin Xiang, then she won’t blame you for being polite.

What she can't do is Luo Hengwu.

With Luo Heng's face, even the emperor of Bai Chu would have to sell it for three points, let alone a small Tang family.

Especially now, Tang Jiaxiang is now influencing not only Yipinxiang’s business, but also Emperor Wenyuan, which has part of the national treasury.

So this is equivalent to pulling out the hair on the head of the Emperor of Great Zhou.

And Mo Li's gloomy expression made Qian Zichen involuntarily fight a cold war.

What's wrong, he inexplicably felt a little cold.

"And you?"

Mo Li asked Qian Zichen, "Can you want to cross the river and destroy the bridge? Don't forget, you were picked up by my wife."

Qian Zichen smiled awkwardly.

Can we not say that the word "picking" is not enough to save the word "save"? We have to use the word "picking" as if he is a kitten and puppy.

Everyone knows that Shen Qingci likes to pick up some things when he has nothing to do.

All the puppies and cats were picked up, and the fox also picked up one, and he was indeed picked up by someone.

Mo Li is still waiting for the answer.

Qian Zichen couldn't help but sigh again, then raised his sprinkling cup, and then respected the bright moon in the sky.

"My thousand families have one family rule."

If I want to keep that spice shop and want to keep my business with Yipinxiang, I have to buy that spice shop.

"You want to buy it?"

When Mo Li saw Qian Zichen like this, he knew that he should have wanted it, otherwise he would not have said this.

"Yes," Qian Zichen nodded, "I want to buy it."

"That's right," and when it comes to this matter, he is really a little difficult to talk about.

"I seem to be unable to eat it."

He gave Mingyue another cup.

In fact, he couldn't afford it. He had tried his best to do everything he could. Even his parents' coffin book was still much different from what Grandpa Qi said.

“How many more haven’t eaten?”

Mo Li hugged his chest. As long as it was something that money could do, it was not a big deal.

“It’s still a short time…”

Qian Zichen even smiled with a hint of fatigue. He hadn't had a good rest for a long time. Haven't he seen the accumulated blue gray under his eyes now? And his face has lost a lot, and he is a little thinner than before.

"It's still nearly four million taels of silver."

This is not small.

The average family may not have accumulated so much in the past century?

"Four million taels?"

Mo Li understood.

She touched her body for a long time before she found a stack of silver notes, and then directly slapped it in front of Qian Zichen.

"I want 10% more profit."

Qian Zichen sat there with the cup in his hand, and with a clang, the cup in his hand also fell to the ground, and then he picked up the silver notes and placed them in front of him.

He couldn't help but swallowed.

"What are you doing with so many silver notes?"

"It's brought it."
Chapter completed!