Playing bad and eating melons: The whole court is laughing? No, no

Chapter 284 Do you charge money?

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Jiang Yueyang hummed.

When the third prince heard that it was not his own melon, he immediately felt relieved.

But when they turned around, they found that the pavilion they were in was far away from the other pavilions, and no one could hear their thoughts except them.

He had a premonition that the big melon of Wensheng's direct disciple must be no simple matter.

Thinking of this, the Third Prince stood up. Unexpectedly, Ye Wuhen also stood up.

After looking at each other, they walked towards Jiang Yueyang together.

The Third Prince walked up to her and said, "Jiang Yueyang, let's go to Kong Jijiu."

"what?"

"Don't you want to see if the works of the Master of Literature and the Master of Painting are worth a fortune? I'll ask him to bring out the prizes in advance and show them to you."

Jiang Yueyang looked at her brother, somewhat hesitant.

Jiang Xun didn't even raise his head. "Go ahead. I'll be easily distracted if you stay here."

Although he really wanted to hear what Wensheng's disciples had to say, the poetry competition was more important now.

If Yangyang doesn't win the prize back, how will she know whether it is worth a fortune?

"What..." Jiang Yueyang pouted unhappily, "I'm kind enough to accompany you, but you think I'm in the way."

"That's not what I meant." Jiang Xun reached out and touched her head. "Be good, it's still early, go play."

"Ok."

Jiang Yueyang also knew that if she stayed here, Jiang Xun would be affected to some extent, so she left obediently.

The three of them walked side by side towards the largest pavilion. Jiang Yueyang couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, are you sure you can get the Sage of Literature and the Sage of Painting to show us the prize?"

"We're just taking a look, not trying to steal it. They won't give me that face."

Jiang Yueyang nodded thoughtfully, "That's right, after all, your identity is there."

After saying that, Jiang Yueyang turned around and said to Ye Wuhen, "Ye Wuhen, someone will come to your place to pick up something in the next two days."

"Do you charge money?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Ye Wuhen raised his hands and placed them behind his head and said, "My chili sauce is ready. Do you want some?"

"Do you charge money?"

Ye Wuhen smiled speechlessly, "Jiang Yueyang, how much is chili sauce worth? You're a rich girl who owns a whole street of shops, is it really that expensive?"

"So... you're charging money?"

"No, I'll give it to you."

"Jiang Yueyang, are you doing business in partnership with this person?" the third prince interrupted.

"No, I have plenty of business myself."

Since she came of age, all the revenue from the shops on Anping Street has been handed over to her, and the shops are managed by dedicated people.

Speaking of doing business, Jiang Yueyang suddenly remembered something and slapped his head hard, scaring the two of them.

"Oh no! I told His Majesty that I wanted to do a big business with him, but I forgot."

After hearing her say this, the Third Prince also remembered.

"That's true, but the Emperor has probably forgotten about it. But then again, what kind of business do you want to do with the Emperor?"

"Keep it secret." Jiang Yueyang smiled mysteriously, "I'll go and tell His Majesty about this after the morning court tomorrow."

The Third Prince reminded him, "Officials forbid business. Those shops on Anping Street were opened before you became an official, so the censors didn't say anything about it."

But if you try to open a shop and do business now, you will definitely be impeached by the censors."

"Your Highness, don't think I don't know that many officials in the court use other people's names to conduct business. If they can do it, so can I."

"So, whose name are you going to use?"

"Him." Jiang Yueyang raised her chin towards Ye Wuhen.

"Me?" Ye Wuhen was a little surprised.

"Yes." Jiang Yueyang winked at him, "No one is more suitable than you."

As soon as Ye Wuhen saw her like this, he knew that the business was not an ordinary business, and it must have existed in the future.

Soap? Ice? Gunpowder? Women's underwear?

Or... or sanitary napkins?

I...go, no!

Ye Wuhen felt that kind of business was embarrassing, so he politely declined, "Jiang Yueyang, I don't think I'm the most suitable candidate. How about you look at someone else?"

Jiang Yueyang knew he was overthinking it as soon as she saw his uncomfortable expression. She rolled her eyes and said, "What are you imagining? If I were to do business with a girl, I wouldn't look for a man like you."

"No... no." Ye Wuhen smiled awkwardly, "Then I feel relieved."

The third prince felt that Ye Wuhen was a bit annoying. Where on earth did this guy come from?

Hasn’t Jiang Yueyang ever been out of the house before?

Friends? Aside from Gu Ruo and the others, isn't I her only friend?

Jiang Yueyang continued to chat with Ye Wuhen about business matters, "Ye Wuhen, didn't you say before that you can make a lot of sauces? I think you can also make tomato sauce and sell it.

I'm telling you, we're going to start promoting potato and sweet potato planting next year. By then, if you can make French fries, popcorn chicken, and other things, ketchup will definitely sell well."

"When I saw the fried chicken wings earlier, I thought of ketchup. I was just about to find a time to talk to you about it..."

The third prince felt a little depressed when he saw that they were chatting animatedly and he couldn't get a word in.

What’s fun about doing business?

At this time, the three of them came to the outside of the pavilion, and the third prince coughed to remind them that they had arrived.

Seeing that everyone in the pavilion heard the sound and looked over, Jiang Yueyang and Ye Wuhen stopped talking.

There were only five judges including Kong Jijiu in the pavilion. The disciples of the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting had gone to the pavilion next door to participate in the poetry competition.

When Elder Yuan saw Jiang Yueyang and the others, he couldn't help but smile and asked, "Why are you here?"

The three of them walked into the pavilion under the gazes of several people. Jiang Yueyang and Ye Wuhen bowed to them, but the third prince did not move.

"We were too far away just now, so we didn't get a clear look at the Sage of Literature and the Sage of Painting. So we wanted to come over and take a look at them."

Old Yuan pursed his lips and smiled. My old eyes can see it clearly, so how can your bright eyes not see it clearly?

Don’t lie and don’t draft.

"Who are these people?" Wensheng turned his head to look at Old Yuan.

"Didn't you want to see her earlier? Well...she's here."

Hearing what Old Yuan said, the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting looked at Jiang Yueyang together, sizing him up and down.

After a moment, Wensheng said, "We have all heard about your behavior in the pavilion earlier."

Jiang Yueyang was a little embarrassed, "Did it spread so quickly?"

Seeing this, the Painting Saint smiled brightly and said, "Sit down."

Before the Third Prince sat down, he said, "Mr. Wensheng, Mr. Huasheng, we have a request."

"What's the matter?" asked the Painting Saint.

"We want to see the jackpot."

"That's probably not possible."

The Third Prince frowned, "Why?"

Before the Painting Saint could reply, Elder Zou smiled and said, "Let me introduce you two. This is His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Upon hearing this, the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting bowed to him.

The Third Prince waved his hand, "Mr. Painting Saint hasn't said why not."

The painting master pointed to the painting in front of him, which had been painted a few strokes, and said, "Because the prize is not ready yet."

Hearing this, the Third Prince turned around and said to Jiang Yueyang, "I can't see it. He hasn't finished painting yet. I have to say in advance that it's not because I don't have enough face."

Several people:"……"

Jiang Yueyang twitched the corner of his mouth, "I know."

At this moment, the system beeped, and scared everyone.

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【Let’s eat! 】

P.S.: Uh... I haven't written about melons yet. Preview: there may be cars in the next chapter.