Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

"Prince Helian, if you drink it alone, I can give you some, but if you give it away everywhere, I'm afraid I don't have enough tea here for you!"

Hearing Zhao Yuner's words, He Lianchen's eyes showed a trace of loss.

Regrettably, I started to chat with Zhao Yun'er, "Girl Yun'er, why don't you have more of such a good thing here? Can't you make more?"

Zhao Yuner also said helplessly, "I want more, but unfortunately, there is no more, no way!"

"Well, Miss Yuner, then I won't give it away, I will drink it myself!"

Zhao Yun'er nodded. "Okay, I can give you two catties, save a little drink, it should be enough for a while!"

"Just two catties, Miss Yuner, can you give me more?" He Lianchen's pleading eyes stared at Zhao Yuner and blinked.

Zhao Yuner chuckled lightly, "Young Master Helian, he gave you two kilograms, there are already a lot, and other guests are also waiting for them!"

What she has to do now is to open up the market, and the goods in her hand will definitely not be pointed to a single person. There are so many customers waiting, so they can't keep waiting.

"Okay then..." He Lianchen's lost expression made people feel distressed.

Zhao Yuner hooked her mouth helplessly.

There is no way, it can only do this at present, waiting for the tea planted on her barren hills to be picked, the amount of tea produced will naturally increase.

"President Helian, I'll get it for you!" Zhao Yuner said, took out two catties, put it in a bag, and handed it to He Lianchen. "President Helian, this tea leaves can be stored in a dry place. It's damp!"

"I see, Miss Yuner. There is one more thing I want to discuss with you!"

Zhao Yuner looked at He Lianchen with some doubts, "What else does Young Master Helian have?"

"Well, Miss Yuner, you still have sour plum soup, can you let me take some back?"

After He Lianchen finished speaking, he suddenly felt that he had drunk enough. If Zhao Yun'er is asked to bring him some back, it seems a bit unkind, so she hastened to change her words, "Miss Yun'er, this is a rare thing. Don't give it to me in vain, I will give it! Any amount of money is fine!"

"Since Young Master Helian likes to drink, I will pretend to be a little bit for you. You don't have to give you money! After all, you are Mu Lianfeng's friend, so you care about this. Doesn't it seem that I am too petty!"

He Lianchen smiled, "Girl Yun'er can't say that either. Although I am Afeng's friend, you are all good things here, not ordinary."

"Since Yun'er said so, I don't charge any money for today's sour plum soup. If you want to drink it in the future, give a pot of sour plum soup and give you fifty articles!"

Fifty wen is not a small amount, but for such a rare thing, the price is not very expensive.

She will buy it in the future at the same price.

Fifty essays are nothing to the rich He Lianchen.

He Lianchen nodded without hesitation and agreed, "Just follow what Miss Yuner said!"

"That's OK!"

Zhao Yuner happily went into the kitchen and filled He Lianchen with a pot.

After this division, there was only a little bit of sour plum soup left in the original big pot.

In the evening, the whole family can drink a small bowl.

He Lianchen, who got the sour plum soup, was very happy.

Zhao Yun'er didn't ask for the ice cubes. Helian's house had its own ice cellar.