After her husband died, her parents came to force her to remarry

But Jiang Xiaohe just looked at him without saying anything.

He quickly added: "I see that your jar can only hold five kilograms of wine at most, and the price I offer is much higher than that of ordinary wine."

Wang Qiuxia and Zhang Fudu also looked at Jiang Xiaohe. To them, if the price of a jar of wine was two taels of silver, then if all the wine in the backyard was sold, they would get dozens of taels of silver.

But Jiang Xiaohe didn't say anything. She looked at Meng Hetang and suddenly stood up.

The voice was cold and said:

"I don't think Boss Meng is sincere in coming here to discuss business today. Since you are not interested, I have no intention of selling you the wine in my house."

After saying that, he pointed to the gate and said, "The gate is over there, please!"

Wang Qiuxia was a little anxious, and Zhang Fu pulled her, telling her not to speak.

Meng Hetang felt ashamed when he saw Jiang Xiaohe ordered him to leave, but he also knew that the price he had just offered was indeed very low. He felt embarrassed and pushed Chang Wei, asking him to help say something.

At this moment, Chang Wei felt that he had gotten to know Jiang Xiaohe again. He felt that she had a worse temper than the young lady from a wealthy family.

Receiving Meng Hetang's gaze, he immediately said, "Don't be anxious, Madam Jiang! This is a business negotiation. If you think the price given by Boss Meng is too low, you can name a price yourself and see if my friend can agree to it."

Meng Hetang said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes, ma'am, don't be angry. The price I gave is based on the normal price. If you think it's too low or something, you can make an offer and we can talk slowly."

He couldn't let the cooked duck fly away. He had already thought about the sales of this wine last night.

Jiang Xiaohe glanced at the two of them and said slowly, "The price in my mind is twenty taels per jar. I wonder if Boss Meng can accept this price."

What! Meng Hetang just felt that she was crazy about money.

Manager Chang, who was standing nearby, also felt that Jiang Xiaohe was asking for too much. What kind of wine could be sold for twenty taels for such a small jar?

This price shocked Wang Qiuxia and Zhang Fu so much that they stood still and dared not move.

Chang Wei couldn't help but smile.

Meng Hetang frowned slightly: "Madam, your twenty taels is really a bit high."

Jiang Xiaohe smiled and said, "Then Boss Meng can bargain."

"Three taels."

"Fifteen taels."

"Four taels."

"Thirteen taels."

Meng Hetang's brows were furrowed.

"Madam, six taels."

"Boss Meng, ten taels!"

"Seven taels!"

"Twelve!"

"I'll add another five cents!"

"Twelve taels."

Jiang Xiaohe bit ten liang to death.

"Madam, do you mean that the price cannot be negotiated if it is ten taels?"

Jiang Xiaohe introduced Zhang Fu at this time: "Boss Meng, the fruit for making wine is not easy to pick. My father and I encountered a big snake and then a wild boar when we were trying to pick the fruit. If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask your shopkeeper Yu. We sold the snake and the pig to him. Think about it, we both almost lost our lives in the mountains. It shouldn't be a problem to ask for a higher price, right?"

"Besides, I bought a lot of sugar to put in this wine. I believe Boss Meng knows how expensive sugar is on the market."

Meng Hetang didn't say anything, but was doing some calculation in his mind.

Chang Wei was surprised. Could it be that she was the one who prepared the snake feast he had at the restaurant?

Then he felt distressed again, thinking that she was just being rude. If she followed him, she wouldn't have to suffer like this, but she was unwilling to do so...

After thinking it over, Meng Hetang shook his head slightly: "This ten taels per jar is indeed a bit high. Madam, can't you make a concession?"

"That depends on whether my father agrees or not!"

Jiang Xiaohe pushed Zhang Fu out.

The price of ten taels per jar was such a big deal that Zhang Fu didn't dare to ask for it.

"Mr. Zhang, can you give it to Meng at a lower price?"

Zhang Fu opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak, but he remembered Jiang Xiaohe's instructions.

He shook his head slightly and glanced at Jiang Xiaohe.

Seeing that Zhang Fu was too excited to speak, Jiang Xiaohe spoke up, "Boss Meng, I'll give you a discount of one tael. What do you think?"

Meng Hetang closed his fan and tapped his forehead: "How about eight taels? If so, I will make a deal with you, my lady."

Zhang Fu and Wang Qiuxia clenched their palms and looked at her, but she still didn't speak.

Chang Wei spoke up at this time: "Madam Jiang, to be honest, the price given by Boss Meng is indeed very reasonable. If it were another boss in the town or city, he would not give you this price."

"Okay! Mr. Chang helped our family in the town before, so I'll do him a favor and sell the wine to Boss Meng at the price of eight taels!"

Meng Hetang was so happy that he clapped his hands and said, "Okay!" Then he raised his hand and the servant quickly handed him a purse.

He handed it to Jiang Xiaohe and said, "Here is a deposit of fifty taels. Please keep it. I will pay you the rest of the money this afternoon when I send someone to pick up the wine."

Jiang Xiaohe took the purse without hesitation: "Thank you, Boss Meng."

...

The people outside the house stared at their yard with their eyes stretched out. They heard someone talking in the yard, but they couldn't hear it clearly.

Everyone wanted to watch the fun, but they saw the door opened.

Zhang Fu and Jiang Xiaohe smiled and saw them out the door. Wang Qiuxia wanted to invite them to dinner but was too embarrassed to ask.

After everyone had left, the gossiper asked Zhang Fu, "Zhang Fu, what are these people doing in your house?"

Zhang Fu didn't know what to say.

Wang Qiuxia agreed on his behalf: "Come to my house to do some business."

Business?

"What kind of business can such a wealthy person do with your family?" This was a very sarcastic remark.

The person who asked this question was Wu Youhua. Her leg was bitten by a wolf. More than two months have passed, her leg has healed, and she has time to watch the fun.

Jiang Xiaohe stared at her: "Does it have anything to do with you? Your legs just got better and you jumped around again. Aren't you afraid of falling again?"

Her words did not give Wu Youhua any face at all, and the people outside the room all covered their mouths and laughed.

Wu Youhua was a little annoyed: "Jiang Xiaohe, I didn't bother you at all, I just asked what business your family was doing!"

"You don't need to worry about it! What does my family's business have to do with you and your...?"

When Jiang Xiaohe said this, she looked at everyone outside the room.

Everyone pursed their lips.

"Okay, all of you go back. My house is not as lively as you want to see."

After saying that, he pulled Zhang Fu and Wang Qiuxia into the house and closed the door.

Wu Youhua outside the house said unhappily, "Why are you so arrogant? You act like you're so great. Who knows if you're doing some dirty business with others!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened again, and Jiang Xiaohe came with a basin of water and poured it over her, making her feel cool all over.

"Ah!" Wu Youhua screamed, and the two women next to her were splashed with water.

"Jiang Xiaohe, you're crazy!" Wu Youhua screamed.

Jiang Xiaohe held the basin and looked at her: "Wu Youhua, if you only know how to throw dirty water on others, I don't mind you donating it to someone who needs it!"

After saying that, he looked at the people who had not left the house yet: "Also, my business, Jiang Xiaohe, is clean and honest. I have never stolen or robbed anyone. Unlike some people, they take advantage of me and plot against me every day!"

As soon as she said this, the people outside the house ran away shamelessly. In the final analysis, they were able to sell wild fruits from the mountains because of Jiang Xiaohe.

Seeing that everyone had left, Wu Youhua could only point at Jiang Xiaohe angrily: "You...just wait!"

"What? You want to get help? Go ahead, this is my home, can I run away?"

Wu Youhua limped away, looking back from time to time. When she looked back again, Jiang Xiaohe gave her the middle finger. She didn't understand what it meant, but she knew he was scolding her. She lost her balance and fell into the field.

Jiang Xiaohe couldn't help but laugh twice: "Serves you right!"

After saying that, he took the basin and went back into the house.