"He looks very good." Xia Qianqian half lowered her eyes, no longer daring to look at him.
"Do you dislike it?" Gu Changsheng asked again.
Xia Qianqian shook her head. This was Gu Yanjing's face. How could she dislike it? On the contrary, she liked it very much.
Gu Changsheng's eyes lit up: "You really don't mind?"
"real."
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Gu Changsheng handed a fruit to Xia Qianqian, "You said the apples in Maoshi Town are sweet, so I asked Qingtong to buy some."
Xia Qianqian raised her head abruptly and glared at Gu Changsheng angrily: "You are teasing me again!"
"Yeah, just teasing you." Gu Changsheng nodded, as if he didn't feel Xia Qianqian's anger.
Xia Qianqian was furious. She was so nervous, and he was just teasing her! Was it fun to tease her
"Gu Changsheng, you've gone too far." Xia Qianqian threw the apple into Gu Changsheng's arms, lifted the curtain, got off the carriage, and walked back with big strides.
Gu Changsheng then came out, touched his nose and said, "Qingtong, she is angry with me, what should I do?"
"Uh..." Qing Tong was stunned, "Is there anyone who dares to be angry with you, young master?"
Gu Changsheng looked at Xia Qianqian running wildly on the snow, regretting it deeply. It seemed that he had gone too far. What should he do now
At this time, the driver who had gone back to get information came back and said, "Miss Xia, it's bad. All the porcelain clay you bought has been detained by the Song family."
Xia Qianqian's face changed drastically. The Song family really took action: "Where are they now?"
"It's not far ahead. You can see it after turning the corner," said the driver.
"Hurry and go."
Xia Qianqian ran forward.
Gu Changsheng saw that the situation was not right, and ordered Qing Tong: "Quick, drive and follow."
…
Seven carriages carrying porcelain clay were all blocked on the road. Song Deqiu, the eldest son of the Song family, personally led people to block the goods. They only blocked the goods and did not cause trouble.
Song Deqiu is 25 years old this year. He is the second son of the Song family. He is a ruthless person and is responsible for the purchase of raw materials for porcelain firing.
The farmers were all afraid of Song Deqiu, so they confessed everything about Xia Qianqian's trip to the countryside to buy porcelain clay yesterday.
"Didn't the Qin family send anyone to go with them?" Song Deqiu asked coldly.
"There's only Xia Qianqian and a driver." said the farmers.
Song Deqiu looked at the road outside the town and saw a little girl in green running towards him. He raised his hand and pointed: "Is that her?"
"Yes, it's her. Master Song, the town has no regulations that forbid us from selling inferior porcelain clay. We don't want to break the rules. If you are unhappy, we won't sell these porcelain clays." The farmers looked at Song Deqiu humbly.
Song Deqiu said disdainfully: "This porcelain clay is too bad, not even worthy of filling the Song family's pond."
The farmers looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, Qin Ge came over after hearing the noise. Seeing Song Deqiu taking away Xia Qianqian's porcelain clay, Qin Ge flew into a rage: "Song Deqiu, what are you doing?"
"The Third Young Master Qin is here to join in the fun too?" Song Deqiu made a comment with a forced smile, obviously not taking Qin Ge seriously.
Qin Ge asked angrily: "Why are you holding these farmers and porcelain clay hostages?"
"Maoshi Town has a rule that porcelain clay cannot be sold outside," said Song Deqiu.
"These are all inferior porcelain clays, which are not within the rules. Let them out immediately." Qin Ge said loudly.
Song Deqiu sneered disdainfully: "Why do you order me around?"
"I allowed you to sell these porcelain clays. If you don't let them go, you're making things difficult for the Qin family," Qin Ge said.
"Haha!" Song Deqiu laughed, but his temperament became colder and colder. "The Song family and the Qin family have been at odds for many years. One day is not a big deal."
(End of this chapter)