Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

"Ms. Zhao, how many huts like that do you plan to build? How much silver will it cost?"

In order to ease the relationship, Qi Sheng spoke to Aunt Qi so gently for the first time, with a generous look, as if he could give her any price she offered with silver.

Aunt Qi couldn't help but shiver, and goose bumps covered the floor.

Hey~

Disgusting filth, back off! back off! back off!

Huh~

Since he asked so tactfully, Aunt Qi suppressed her nausea and said, "The Li family spent hundreds of thousands to build the farm. I don't want more. Big brother, just give me one hundred thousand taels."

"You are so arrogant. You just ask for one hundred thousand taels. Do you think..." Before Meng could start cursing, she was stopped by Qi Sheng.

Qi Sheng frowned and said, "My monthly salary is only a little over a hundred taels, I really can't take out a hundred thousand taels."

"Then how much can you give?"

"Ten thousand."

"Oh, are you going to send away beggars?"

When Qi Sheng thought about his future assistant waving at him, he gritted his teeth and said, "The most I can give you is thirty thousand taels. Thirty thousand taels is enough for you to install two toilets, and there is still enough to buy land, build a farm, and grow crops."

"Three...hiss——" Meng was about to show her power, but Qi Sheng pinched her hard, and all the curses she wanted to say were aborted.

"Besides, I have another condition. I want those barrels too. I want ten of them. I can pay for them myself, and you can act as a go-between for me."

Aunt Qi extended her hand to Qi Sheng and said, "Give me the money, and everything will be easy."

She wanted to squeeze 5 taels out of him, but seeing that he insisted that he could only give 3 and put forward conditions, she guessed that there was no room for negotiation, so she might as well just take the money and leave.

Qi Sheng looked at Meng, who glared at him with anger, wishing she could spit flames from her eyes and burn this cowardly man to death.

Qi Sheng naturally knew that it was impossible for him to get so much silver from Meng, so he leaned over and whispered in her ear. Only then did she learn that her father also wanted such a toilet.

Isn't this thing just a toilet? It's more expensive than gold! Is that reasonable?

Seeing that Meng was wavering, Qi Sheng continued to persuade her.

Mrs. Meng was a smart woman. She only thought about the interests of herself and her family. When she learned about the "money-making ability of the toilet", she thought for a moment and decided to pay.

Thirty thousand taels did hurt her, but compared with the profits she would soon gain, it was worth spending this little money.

"I don't have that much money on me now."

"Nothing, please go back and get the money, General Qi and I still have the divorce process to go through." Aunt Qi kowtowed to Qu Tian, ​​"Before you get the banknote, please don't put your seal on it, Mr. Qu."

Qu Tian was happy to watch the excitement in Qi's family, and was very interested in the priceless toilet, so he readily agreed.

"Ms. Zhao, when can I get the toilet?" Qi Sheng was a little impatient to take the toilet to claim credit.

"Of course, I'll give it to you when I get it."

"No! We must set a deadline!"

Aunt Qi nodded: "Okay, but making a toilet takes a process. I can't make it for you instantly. Please wait, at the latest one month."

Qi Sheng thought so too.

"For the toilet you ordered, do you want to give me the fee now and I'll pay for it for you, or do you want to go to the shop and pay for it yourself?"

"Shop? Is there a special shop?"

"That's not the case, but don't you know that the toilet is backed by Hua Man Pavilion? I, an ignorant village woman, know this, but you, a great general, don't know it?"