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  Chapter 115: Uhe Marriage Tree, You and I

  TL: Etude

  The southern outskirts were not far from the ter of Lin City.

  Jiang Qin drove his Audi with Feng Nanshu aboard, fidently heading southwest. However, unsurprisingly, they got lost.

  Being unfamiliar with Lin and without a avigation system, finding a small agritourism site in the suburbs was quite a challenge. Moreover, the southwest part of Lin was mountainous, with numerous forks in the road. Even a slight deviation at an interse could lead to a pletely differeination.

  After a while, Jiang Qin stopped the car, feeling that they couldn’t go any further, joking that they might end up retrieving the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures if they tinued.

  “Are we there?”

  “Yeah, almost…”

  Looking out the window, the wealthy Feng Nanshu gazed thoughtfully at the farmnds, stripped of wheat after the autumn harvest. “Oh, so this is the agritourism site.”

  “…”

  Uo hold back, Jiang Qin got out of the car to ask a passerby for dires. Realizing they had overshot their destination, they turned around aered the main road. After traveling back a kilometer, they finally spotted the missed turnoff and followed it to eventually reach the town of Nanjiao.

  Jiang Qin’s impression of an agritourism site was still stu the image of fences, yards, and dogs. But upon arrival, he found it was not the case.

  It was actually a small tourist town, built around a vast ke, barely qualifying as ‘led between mountains and water’. The agritourism site was just one of the town’s attras, lodging and dining.

  They arrived during the town’s Harvest Festival. The streets were bustling with visitors from nearby areas.

  Jiang Qin turo look at Feng Nanshu and noticed the little rich dy already peering out of the window.

  The car window reflected her delicate face, also mirr the eager curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

  Ohey reached the agritourism site, Su Nai, Lu Xuemei, Shi Miaomiao, and Wen Jinrui were pig vegetables, while Dong Wenhao, Lu Feiyu, and Wenxiending a fire at a rge stove.

  Seeing the bck Audi arrive, the group immediately voiced their pints about their boss and boss dy’s tardiness.

  “Boss, you’re finally here.”

  “We took a wrong turn on the way, but it’s all good now.”

  After parking, Jiang Qin led Feng Nanshu into the courtyard, watg the others bustling around.

  This was supposedly an experience offered by the agritourism site, dubbed “DIY Dinner.” Simply put, guests only had to pay fredients and could thehe site’s materials and space to experience cooking on a farmhouse stove.

  Jiang Qin took a price list from Shi Miaomiao and noticed that the ingredient prices were marked up by 2 to 3 times.

  “Darn, true capitalists,” he thought.

  Charging the price of a whole chi dish for a mere plucked chi, and not lifting a finger in the process, they made an easy profit from the markup. Brilliant.

  “Boss dy, do you eat spicy food?”

  “I eat anything,” Feng Nanshu wasn’t picky.

  Jiang Qin turo her. “Have you sorted out the rooms? Go put down ys first, then e out and py.”

  “Alright.”

  “Boss dy, I’ll show you the way!”

  Shi Miaomiao got up, washed her hands uhe tap, and then led Feng Nanshu towards the guest rooms.

  During this time, Jiang Qin called over Wei Lann and Tan Qing to discuss the Lin Sd Teole milk tea shop.

  Boss Gao Dawei was a tough cookie, impervious to persuasion. But his shop’s location was advantageous for future promotions.

  In other words, if they had the ce to take it over, it could save a lot of effort ter on.

  Jiang Qin handed Wei Lann a phone number, instrug the marketio call Boss Gao one by one, employing a strategy of stant pressure.

  “When you call, don’t reveal your identity. Just say you’re an individual entrepreneur looking to do some small business, and ask for his lowest price, then cut it down by 30%.”

  “That much?” Wei Lann was astonished.

  Jiang Qin nodded. “His asking price is already high, so 30% isn’t too much.”

  “And if he doesn’t agree?”

  “I’ve tried iating myself without success, so you probably won’t be able to either. But keep trying, and meanwhile, look for other potential locations as alternatives.”

  Wei Lann hen took out her phoo save the number and passed it to Tan Qing.

  Jiang Qiuro Su Nai, ashing mushrooms, and asked if she had any ideas about the group-buyie.

  “Boss, I’ve read the proposal you sent me, and I definitely ’t do it alone.”

  “Then recruit a team. You have experien this, so I’ll give you full authority. You’re in charge.”

  Jiang Qin’s solution was straightforward and forceful: if short on staff, just hire more. Having earned a substantial amount in advertising fees, he was financially well-equipped and spoke with increased fidence.

  Su Nai was excited to hear about being given full authority, not realizing this was just the art of a boss’s delegation: making you do all the work while feeling empowered.

  Soon, wisps of cooking smoke rose in the small courtyard of the agritourism site, curling up along the lush mountain ridges and blending into the twilight sky, adding a sense of peaceful, tranquil nostalgia to the trip.

  Dong Wenhao took on the role of head chef, wielding a rge wok spatu, ready to cook a spicy chi dish that ecialty of his hometown.

  The streets outside were equally lively, thronged with casual visitors strolling along the keside.

  The wealthy Feng Nanshu emerged from the guest rooms, a patch-sleeved sweatshirt and carrying a sky-blue el shoulder bag, looking lively and stunningly beautiful.

  “Jiang Qi’s go for a walk.”

  Jiang Qin gnced back at the stove area: “Old Dong, remember to call me when it’s time to eat. We’re going out for a bit.”

  “Sure thing, boss!”

  Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu thehe courtyard of the agritourism site, blending into the crowd and heading towards the ke.

  The Harvest Festival was not a traditional holiday but rather a created by the town to attract tourists. heless, the streets were filled with various agricultural products and snacks such as roasted sweet potatoes, boiled peanuts, sticks, rice balls, and pop. There were also handmade nterns, stools, and bamboo mats.

  The little rich dy walked ahead, her 1.7-meter stature standing tall ahereal among the crowd. Her clear, bright eyes moved restlessly, curious about the goods dispyed at the stalls.

  She had never eveo a small odities market in Jizhou, so this quaint agricultural tow like a pletely different world to her.

  However, as they walked, Jiang Qin suddenly stopped, his gaze sharpening.

  At the end of the road stood a massive evergreen tree with grayish-white bark and a lush opy, its branches spreading in all dires. Many red ribbons fluttered from its branches, standing out amidst the greenery.

  “Damn, a marriage tree.”

  Jiang Qin eechless. It seemed wherever tourists were, such things were bound to appear.

  He po take Feng Nanshu along a different path to avoid it, but she had already spotted the brightly colored tree.

  “Jiang Qin, what’s that?”

  “Uh, a ‘good friend’ tree. It’s a kind of superstitious practice.”

  “The’s go hang one for us too!”

  …

  After a while, Jiang Qiuro the courtyard with a pitiful-looking Feng Nanshu. He then asked the owner for a first aid kit and took out some iodine.

  Holding a cotton swab, he dabbed a bit of iodine aly applied it to the wound on Feng Nanshu’s aer removing her shoe and sock.

  “I told you not to go, but you insisted. And after all that, we didn’t even mao hang it.”

  “Does it hurt?” Jiang Qin looked up at her.

  Feng Nanshu nontly looked away: “Actually, it doesn’t hurt at all, feels just like an ant bite.”

  “Then why don’t you turn your head and look at me?”

  “Okay, it hurts, but I’d still dare to do it again.”

  “…”

  “Jiang Qin, even though we couldn’t hang the tag, we still be good friends for a lifetime?”

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