Cheng Su didn’t keep Qi Taiguo in the dark about the food company’s second visit and their offer of twenty thousand yuan to buy the recipe.
Since they were husband and wife, some things should be shared with the other partner, and Cheng Su would not choose to hide them, especially since this was also a matter of marital property.
"Twenty, twenty thousand yuan?" Qi Taiguo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head when he heard the price.
Twenty thousand yuan for a recipe, how long would it take to earn that much? Even if his allowance was raised to One hundred yuan a month, it would take more than ten years to earn just ten thousand, yet she could make twenty thousand so easily and still turned it down.
"Does it feel like a pity?" Cheng Su asked, watching him.
Well, it would be a lie to say it isn’t a pity.
"It is quite a pity, twenty thousand yuan is not a small sum," Qi Taiguo said after looking at her, his words somewhat difficult.
Cheng Su nodded and then lay down on the bed, "If we had this twenty thousand yuan, do you think we could buy a piece of land and build a house?"
She too was wondering if she had made the wrong decision, a big loss of twenty thousand yuan.
"Even if we can’t afford a large piece of land, we should be able to buy a small one," Qi Taiguo replied.
Cheng Su suddenly sat up, "Really?"
"Mhm."
Right away, Cheng Su felt some regret—if twenty thousand yuan could really buy a piece of land, that would be a significant fortune!
"Do you think I should have sold it?" Cheng Su asked, tugging on Qi Taiguo’s fingers, seeking an ally and support.
After thinking for a while, Qi Taiguo finally said, "If you believe that you can gain greater benefits by holding onto the recipe, then of course you shouldn’t sell it. But if the profits you earn from the recipe are less than the twenty thousand yuan offer, I think, selling it wouldn’t be bad. That way, you could focus all your attention on managing the small restaurant. Even if we don’t buy land, with the money, we could expand the restaurant’s business, right?"
Cheng Su fell silent.
Because Qi Taiguo’s analysis was spot on and made sense; it was only human nature.
"Originally, you made this jam just for your own consumption, and later on, you saw the business opportunity," Qi Taiguo added when he saw her looking gloomy.
Cheng Su pursed her lips, "Let me think about it."
"What more is there to think about? You’ve already decided not to sell, so there must be solid reasons and thoughts behind it. I don’t understand much about business matters anyway; I was just speaking off the cuff, so don’t mind me," Qi Taiguo said, unable to bear seeing her struggle. "Besides, we’re living quite well as it is. With your capabilities, you’ll probably earn that twenty thousand yuan in no time."
Cheng Su glanced at him, "You don’t feel it’s a waste or feel bad about it?"
"But what I really don’t want to see is you agonizing over it, that’s what pains me," he replied.
Cheng Su felt a warm surge in her heart and teased him, "You’re so sweet-talking."
Qi Taiguo leaned in closer, pointed at his face with a finger, waiting for a reward!
Cheng Su pecked him on the face with a pop, which got him excited, and he reached to pull at her clothes.
"Stop, I got my period," Cheng Su said, holding down his hand.
Qi Taiguo was confused, "What?"
Cheng Su rolled her eyes, "It means I got my menstruation."
Qi Taiguo frowned, "But you didn’t have it last night."
"It came this afternoon, if it wants to come, can I stop it?" Cheng Su replied, giving him a look.
Feeling a bit awkward, Qi Taiguo was about to speak when someone knocked on the door.
They exchanged glances, straightened their clothes, and opened the door; there stood Ning Ge.
"Big brother, sister-in-law, now that sister-in-law’s restaurant is gradually getting on track, I’m thinking of leaving tomorrow," Ning Ge said.
Ning Ge is leaving?
Qi Taiguo looked at Cheng Su, and she too was surprised, thinking, why would he suddenly decide to leave?