I rely on the system to support my eighteen brothers and sisters

"Is there something wrong with our Li family's goods?"

Mrs. Li really didn't expect things to turn out like this. She always thought it was Qiao Linxi's doing.

Boss Sun nodded and said, "To be honest, I have no choice. I told the suppliers about the problem with the goods. There is indeed a problem with the quality of your Liji rice."

After saying that, Boss Sun sent someone to get some rice from Li Ji.

Mrs. Li picked it up and looked at it: "Is there any problem with this?"

Boss Sun smiled and said, "Mrs. Li, you see there are grains that have not been milled in this rice, and some of the rice grains are incomplete. There is also a little bit of yellow rice in it."

Mrs. Li didn't think it was a problem with the rice. She said, "There has been drought for so many years. We, the Li family, have found many ways to get this little rice. It's all aged rice. These problems are within the normal range."

"That's true, but the rice that Boss Qiao gave me is not on the same level as your rice."

The servant brought some more rice that Qiao Linxi had provided to Boss Sun. Boss Sun pointed to the bowl of white rice and said, "This is the rice that Boss Qiao provided to me. Madam Li, look at the color. Every grain of rice is the same size, without any broken grains. And if you get close, you can even smell the fragrance of the rice."

After Boss Sun took out Qiao Linxi's rice, Mrs. Li knew she had lost. But her stubbornness wouldn't let her admit defeat. She pointed at the rice and said, "This rice is ridiculously good. Could it be fake?"

Boss Sun was amused by this. He said, "Madam Li, this is rice. Who in this world can make fake rice? At first I also doubted the authenticity of this rice. I asked the servants to cook some, and it tasted like rice."

After that, Boss Sun looked around a little furtively before approaching Madam Li and saying, "I heard from a well-traveled friend that the quality of this rice can be said to be at the tribute rice level."

"Gongmi?" Madam Li was surprised: "Isn't that the rice specially provided for the emperor to eat?"

Boss Sun nodded.

Madam Li added: "Qiao Linxi dared to sell tribute rice. Isn't she afraid that the emperor will hold her accountable?"

"Boss Qiao has capable people around him who know this path."

"You sold tribute rice with her, aren't you afraid of going to jail?"

Boss Sun shook his head: "I didn't say it was tribute rice, I just said it was tribute rice quality."

Looking at the rice, Mrs. Li felt very unhappy and said, "This rice is indeed of good quality. I'm afraid it's not cheap, right?"

Boss Sun also nodded: "It is indeed more expensive than your Li Ji's rice, but it is only one or two cents more expensive. If I sell it here, the profit can be multiplied several times. So Madam Li, I am really sorry. You and I are both businessmen, so of course we can choose what we have the money to buy."

After hitting a wall with Boss Sun, Mrs. Li went to the cloth shop owner, but the result was the same. Originally, there was no problem with the quality of her cloth.

It is normal for so much cloth to get dirty during transportation. This has happened before and the other party was able to accept it.

But now after looking at Qiao Ji’s fabrics and comparing them, the good and the bad can be immediately seen.

Each piece of Qiaoji’s cloth is individually packed, and no matter how long the transportation is, when it arrives in the hands, the cloth will not be worn at all and will still look like new.

Anyone who is smart knows that they should choose Qiao Ji’s cloth.

The boss who made the oil said that customers said that Qiao Ji's oil tasted better and they no longer bought Li Ji's oil. The boss had no choice but to give up Li Ji's oil.

"Mrs. Li, to be honest, we have been working together for so many years, and I feel really bad about suddenly not working together. But there is nothing I can do. I am a businessman, and I have parents and children to take care of."

The oil shop owner, Boss Qian, looked sad. He sighed and said slowly, "Madam Li, I told you the truth. You should know the reason now. If you hadn't offended Boss Qiao, we wouldn't have gotten to this point. At first, Boss Qiao just opened a restaurant and had no conflict with us. But you were impulsive and that's why she wanted to suppress your Li family."

How could Mrs. Li not know that it was because she had offended Qiao Linxi, but if she was asked to bow to Qiao Linxi, would she still have her face?

"Since we are old friends, I will give you a suggestion. Doesn't your son like Boss Qiao? You can go to her house to propose marriage and marry her as your legal wife. Then all her shops will belong to your Li family, right?"

Mrs. Li returned to the Li Mansion with a gloomy face. As soon as she got home, she swept the table, and the teapot and teacups on the table fell to the ground with a clatter.

"lady……"

Mrs. Li's maid knew that her mistress was angry, but there were some things she had to say.

He advised: "Madam, let's just give in and wait for Boss Qiao to come in. It's up to you to decide whether to rub or knead it, right?"

"Where can I put my face?"

The maid said, "Madam, if you marry Qiao Linxi as your principal wife, then the young master will come back, right? Then Boss Qian is right. When Boss Qiao enters our Li family, won't her shops also enter the Li family as a dowry? This is a great thing that has the best of both worlds."

"Let me think about it." Madam Li was still hesitating. She had always been the one who had the final say in Lanqing City. Now, if she was asked to bow her head and submit to Qiao Linxi, she couldn't do it.

After a while, the housekeeper of the Li Mansion came in and said, "Madam, our money is gone. Which shop can you take money from to make up for it?"

Mrs. Li was surprised: "How come there is no money?"

"Oh, Madam, it's the end of the year, prices are rising, and there are so many people and so many mouths to feed in this mansion, which one of the food and daily necessities doesn't cost money? Just making clothes for the concubines and the young masters in this mansion has cost a lot. There are still some New Year's goods that have not been bought yet."

After hearing what the housekeeper said, Mrs. Li felt even more headache.

He muttered to himself, "Do I really have to give in to Qiao Linxi? But she has eighteen brothers and sisters. After she marries into our family, won't our Li family have to raise those eighteen children?"

"Madam," Madam Li's words were understood by the maid, and the maid said, "Boss Qiao is so capable, how could she let the Li family raise her 18 brothers and sisters? She can raise them all by herself, you don't need to worry about this."

Madam Li was melancholy. The current trend was that Qiao Linxi would not stop until she forced the Li family to death. And now this was the only way to solve the Li family's problem.

"Well, forget it. Qiao Linxi's status is almost there. Letting her in is just to make my son happy."

Mrs. Li compromised and brought gifts and the matchmaker to the Qiao Mansion.

Because of the heavy snow, the Qiao family's children did not go to the academy, but played at home, making snowmen and having snowball fights, having a great time.

Looking at the increasingly remote road, Mrs. Li couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't this the way to the cemetery? Are you sure you're not going the wrong way?"