Chapter 122
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"That's right," Wei Ziyao nodded. She had never given up on the idea of a peaceful separation.
"Good, Wei Ziyao, you are really good. Luo Yichen was right, you are really far-sighted …"
Qi Qianche was really a little angry. Most importantly, talking to Wei Ziyao was like punching cotton. He couldn't express his anger too obviously. Otherwise, wouldn't it seem like he cared about that woman?
"Princess Consort! Princess Consort! Bad news! "Lian Qiao ran back in a hurry.
"Why are you running? Speak slowly, "Tsui Hee stopped her and asked her to catch her breath first.
But she was not in the mood, "Princess Consort, I don't know where Prince Cheng got the food, but they have already set up the porridge stall and started giving out porridge!"
Qi Minghao?
"Hmph! Fourth Brother really knows how to steal the credit. Ziyao was the one who started it, but he became the first one. "Consort Duan snorted unhappily.
Wei Ziyao did not care, "It's not a big deal, you can continue with your work. We will start giving out porridge tomorrow morning, and I will prepare the steamed buns tonight."
This kind of competition was unavoidable. Wei Ziyao had thought about it from the start.
Ki Chien-chul was also a little surprised. According to Wei Ziyao's character, shouldn't she rush over and tear Qi Minghao apart to vent her anger?
"Why are you not worried at all?"
"You will know why I am not worried when you see it tomorrow."
.....
Wei Ziyao was right. When Ki Chien-chul arrived at the porridge stall, he instantly understood.
Fourth Brother built a porridge stall not far away from them to anger them. It only took him four to six hours to complete, but it was not as good as Wei Ziyao's porridge stall, which took her two to three days to prepare.
On Qi Minghao's porridge stall, there were three big words written clearly: Just for the sake of it!
On Wei Ziyao's side, the porridge shed was very big. It was all built by turning heads and then sealed with yellow soil. Two big pots had been set up, and the porridge in the pots was almost cooked.
The steamed buns carried by the two carriages were neatly placed in the shed in an orderly manner.
Most importantly, there was another place next to the porridge stall. He was not sure what it was for.
"How is it?"
Wei Ziyao raised her chin as if she was asking for a reward.
"Very good. You are indeed This King's Princess Consort."
"What does it have to do with you? You didn't put in any money or effort. "
"Luo Yichen, send money to the Princess Consort when we get back. Send a hundred thousand taels first."
"I'll go!" Wei Ziyao was so happy that she almost jumped up. She did not expect Ki Chien-chul to be so generous. Only in ancient times did she know that 100,000 taels was not a small sum.
Although she was rich, but since he wanted to contribute to the cause of Ki Chien-chul's porridge, she would reluctantly give him this opportunity.
"Your Highness Prince Yin cares about the common people. It is our Northern Qin's honor to have a Royal Highness like you …"
Wei Ziyao was only halfway through her flattery. It had to be said that Ki Chien-chul enjoyed it too much.
All the grievances he had suffered over the past few days were completely diluted.
But just as he was feeling good, he saw Feng Muyu coming from afar.
"Greetings, Royal Highness." Feng Muyu bowed to Ki Chien-chul.
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