Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

You are right, I am speechless.

"May I ask how much you want?"

"If the quality is good, the more the better."

Wan Ziliang: "..."

Can you still talk about business happily?

"This is a sample from our brick kiln, Madam please check it." Wan Ziliang made a gesture of invitation.

Mo Qingcheng looked directly at Wan Ziliang and said nothing.

Wan Ziliang's eyes paused slightly, he realized that the hospitality was not good enough, so he hurriedly asked someone to serve it.

Mo Qingcheng waved to the boy beside him.

The servant hurried forward: "Madam, what are your orders?"

"Troublesome brother, go find a hammer and a stone." Mo Qingcheng smiled and handed a piece of pastry to the servant, and said.

The boy froze on the spot, feeling uneasy, and peeped towards Wan Ziliang.

Wan Ziliang frowned slightly: "Why don't you go soon?"

"Yes, son! Ma'am, wait a moment." The young man took the pastry, and the old man blushed, turned and left.

"West Lake Dragon Well?" Mo Qingcheng said calmly after taking a sip of tea.

"Madam has good eyesight."

Mo Qingcheng smiled: "Actually... Mrs. Ben prefers the Dahongpao..."

"..." Wan Ziliang, who was about to speak, can still have a pleasant chat?

"Master Wan, I heard that He is Feifei's fiancé?"

"Don't talk about it!" Wan Ziliang's expression changed suddenly, and his face turned pale.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

"Could it be that Mr. Wan is guilty? Did you do something wrong to Feifei? Hehe..." Mo Qingcheng sneered, trying to avoid the question, did you ask this instructor?

Wan Ziliang caught his breath, clenched his fists, and stared at Mo Qingcheng: "If Madam is here to buy bricks, please wait a moment, if not, please go ahead."

Mo Qingcheng squinted his eyes, why did the scumbag in front of Mao have the same expression as the scumbag book boy?

Could it be that even Feifei doesn't know the secret?

What's going on?

Hehe, this instructor is really interested...

The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled up: "Do you think Mrs. Ben is idle?"

The guard beside him looked at Mo Qingcheng blankly, isn't this lady just idle?Those who don’t know think it’s just for entertaining the master...

Not long after, the boy came panting, holding a big stone, with an ax pinned to his waist, sweating profusely.

Mo Qingcheng nodded in satisfaction: "That's right. Brother, put it on the ground."

The boy took a breath, gently put the big stone on the ground, pulled out the axe, and handed it to Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng shook his head, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to the boy: "Brother, drink your saliva first, my wife is weak and weak, so I'm not suitable for this job."

"Thank you Ma'am!" The servant didn't think too much, took the water glass and drank it upside down.

"Little boy, take a break and hammer these bricks with the same force. Then use the same force to hit the bricks on the stone." Mo Qingcheng had long thought that such rough work was not suitable for him to do it himself.

The corner of Wan Ziliang's mouth twitched, thanks to her... thinking it out.

The servant was dumbfounded, ma'am, did the servant have a cup of tea and a piece of pastry soon?Is it too late to run now?

The little servant wanted to cry but had no tears, so he experimented one by one according to Mo Qingcheng's instructions.Only the best bricks fit the bill.

"Young Master Wan, let's talk about the price?" Mo Qingcheng came to discuss business with the expectations of the matchmakers in Ruyi Village, so he couldn't be sloppy.

Wan Ziliang nodded: "What Madam said is absolutely true."

Mo Qingcheng took out the contract and handed it to Wan Ziliang: "Mr. Wan, my wife is not an ink-blot person, she likes to go straight. When you think the price is right, we will sign the contract. My wife needs 800 million for the first batch."

The boy took a deep breath: "Ma'am, is it 800 million or 80?"

"Um……"

"I need to think about one or two things..."