“Sorry, I won’t sell it to you.” Su Qingyue continued to remove the coarse stems from the flat beans.
Xiao Qinghe helped his wife pick off the stems as well.
“Ah! Why don’t you want to do business?” Qian Zhang’s voice became sharp.
“I have plenty of money.”
“You and your wealth…” Qian Zhang thought of the new paddy field bought by the Xiao Family and the house they were going to build, realizing they were much wealthier than her own family. She was filled with envy.
“At least I have more money than your family.” Qingyue sneered, “Get out of my house.”
Ordinarily, in Qian Zhang’s past experiences, she would have left a long time ago if someone refused her a good bargain or displayed such an attitude. However, her two husbands complained about her breath lately, refusing to enter her room. She really needed the medicinal paste toothpaste. “Su Qingyue, can you sell me your toothpaste… ”
“Qian Zhang, didn’t you try to extort fifty taels of silver from my family?” Su Qingyue looked her up and down, “Seeing how lively and well you are now, I guess you didn’t really need that money. You can forget about ever coming into my yard again.”
Qian Zhang’s face darkened, “What a joke, it’s just some stupid ointment! Fine, I won’t buy it! As if I care!”
She angrily clutched her old and shabby embroidered handkerchief and left.
However, after walking a few steps, she couldn’t help but look back at the pot of medicinal paste with regret.
Xiao Qinghe was somewhat annoyed. Qian Zhang was too infuriating, with her terrible conduct and ill-timed visit, intruding right when he was about to kiss his wife.
He had been so close to kissing his wife just now…
As he stared at Su Qingyue’s beautiful small red lips, he felt an inexplicable sense of thirst within him, wanting to move closer again. But despite trying to summon the courage several times, he couldn’t bring himself to do so.
After finishing with the flat beans, Su Qingyue carried the basket and an empty wooden basin into the kitchen, completely unaware of Xiao Qinghe’s repeated desire to kiss her.
Since his head was hanging low in embarrassment, she hadn’t noticed it either.
She started by lighting the stove fire to cook lunch, then poured the beans from the basket into the basin and washed them with water.
She then cut half of the large winter melon, removed its skin and hollowed out its center, cutting it into small pieces.
Xiao Qinghe wheeled himself into the kitchen, “Wife, let me cook.”
“Alright.” She went out to the yard to continue weaving the unfinished bamboo basket that fourth brother was working on.
Qinghe’s voice came from the kitchen, “Wife, let me weave the basket instead, you can take a break.”
“It’s alright, I’m just bored anyway.”
Ding Er’s wife returned, and as soon as she entered the yard, she said, “Wife of the Xiao Family, I want to buy another pot of medicinal mud toothpaste.”
Su Qingyue glanced at her, “You sold the one you bought before to Qian Zhang, right? That’s fine, you can buy another pot for fifteen cents.”
Ding Er’s wife’s expression stiffened a bit as she wondered how Su Qingyue knew that she had sold the medicine to Qian Zhang, but she didn’t ask. “Well… You raised the price by three cents… I… I did sell it to Qian Zhang, but I only added two cents to the price.”
Qingyue shrugged, “I’m not being unreasonable, aren’t I? You added two cents, and I only added one.”
As Ding Er’s wife was well aware of the conflicts between the Qian and Xiao families, she knew Qian Zhang had gone too far, “Fine, this time I’ll pay fifteen cents. Wife of the Xiao Family, I think reselling is not quite right either, I originally just wanted to make a profit of two cents… Next time, I won’t resell it to Qian Zhang. Can you still charge me twelve cents in the future?”
“Deal.” Su Qingyue accepted the money with a smile.
In reality, it didn’t matter to her how much others sold the things she sold them for.