Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

He learned that the silk from the East was very popular in the upper class of Maozi Country, so he used his family's connections in the military to come to Long Country, intending to purchase a batch of silk to bring back to his country. Milia went with him in the name of accompanying her boyfriend, and also wanted to take this opportunity to relax.

During the conversation, Yang Ming also learned about Ftolyak's financial situation and the bottom line of the silk price he could accept. He kept this information in mind and exchanged a meaningful look with Chen Xueru.

Yang Ming felt that Ftolyak's story was familiar, but he understood that each story has its own unique color, and each person's joys and sorrows are also different. He decided to tailor a suitable transaction plan for Ftolyak based on his specific situation.

So, when they were drunk, Yang Ming put forward his suggestion to Ftolyak.

Based on Ftolyak's financial situation and price bottom line, he carefully planned a trading plan for him that would meet his needs without putting pressure on him.

At the same time, he also assured Ftolyak that the silk they provided was absolutely top quality and would definitely be very popular in the Russian market.

After hearing this, Ftolyak was very satisfied and nodded "977" repeatedly to show his agreement.

He felt that Yang Ming was not only a good drinker and honest, but also a man with great business acumen.

He decided to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with Yang Ming and promised to come to Longguo to purchase more silk in the future.

In this way, in the laughter and joy of a banquet, Yang Ming not only made a new friend, but also opened up new areas for the family's business. He knew that this was just a small episode in his life journey, and there would be more challenges and opportunities waiting for him to explore and grasp in the future.

"Actually,"

"I've heard that in Russia, reselling these silks can earn more than ten times the profit!"

"I have a little idea,"

"How can we let our foreign friends enjoy this considerable profit alone?"

Speaking of this, Chen Xueru, a shrewd businessman, was also surprised. You know, she had followed Yang Ming's instructions before. Although the silk she took out was not top-quality, the price was set according to the best. I thought this transaction had made a lot of money, but I didn't expect that Ftolyak could make even more!

"Xiao Ming,"

"What are your plans next?"

"My idea is to turn them into our agents, buy goods from us and then sell them to Russia."

"After all, although we don't have any transportation channels, our supply is stable and reliable."

After all, silk is a hot commodity in the city of Beijing, with demand far outstripping supply.

If Chen Ji Silk Shop had not been run by the Chen family for three generations, with its own supply channels and connections, how could it have obtained such a stable supply of goods?

What's more, Yang Ming also learned that there are indeed considerable problems in agricultural development in Russia.

As a typical industrialized country, they focus on industry and even rely on agricultural subsidies to support industrial development. This has also dampened farmers' enthusiasm for production to a certain extent.

Therefore, the food in his personal space and the pork raised by himself obviously found a more suitable market.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming couldn't help but cast his eyes on Ftolyak, and began to think about how to use his identity and channels to go to Russia.

"This Russian friend is so heavy after being drunk."

After placing Ftolyak in a room in the guesthouse, Yang Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself.

This was also a helpless move, after all, he was the one who got him drunk. He couldn't just leave him in Xu Huizhen's tavern, could he?

If he talks nonsense after getting drunk, it will become an international dispute. Yang Ming doesn't want to get himself into trouble for such a small matter.

Although Milia had drunk a lot, she was still sober and able to walk back by herself. It was also thanks to her that she was not too drunk, otherwise Yang Ming really didn't know how to settle the two of them.

"Thank you so much, dear Yang."

"You are not only the strongest and most alcohol-tolerant Dragon Country man I have ever met, but also... the most charming!"

After everything was settled, Milia smiled sweetly and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Yang Ming's forehead. But soon, Yang Ming felt something was wrong. He just wiped the sweat, but why did it feel worse the more he wiped? Especially those blue eyes, staring at him straight, which made him feel uneasy and he couldn't help swallowing.

"Well," Yang Ming said hesitantly, "If there is nothing else to do, can I leave first?"

Milia smiled, waved her hand and said, "Don't worry!"

She paused for a moment and continued, "Today you helped me and Ftolyak, and even escorted us back personally."

She blinked and suggested, "How about... sitting in my room for a while and drinking a cup of tea together?"

A classic line from "Justice, My Foot" suddenly flashed through Yang Ming's mind, and he muttered to himself, "Is she inviting me to drink sweet water with her?"

Although he had some doubts in his heart, Yang Ming felt that as a helpful person, he could not appear too cold, especially when facing international friends. Moreover, they had a cooperative friendship.

So he nodded and said, "Then I'd better obey your command."

Milia smiled charmingly when she heard this, turned and walked into the next room, and motioned Yang Ming to follow her.

After the two sat down, Yang Ming couldn't help but smell the faint scent of perfume on Milia, which was mixed with a hint of wine. He noticed that this exotic beauty was also a woman with a voluptuous figure.

This discovery made Yang Ming's heart ripple. He began to speculate on Miria's intentions. Was she really inviting him to drink tea, or was she doing something else?

However, just as he was daydreaming, Milia came up to him with a cup of tea and said seriously, "Dear Yang, do you know that although I am engaged to Ftolyak, I don't really have much affection for him."

When Yang Ming heard this, he suddenly felt that the plot development was unexpected, and some memories of his previous life emerged in his mind.

He coughed lightly and asked tentatively, "Milia, I don't quite understand your feelings. Could it be that you fell in love with me at first sight?"

Milia blinked and said frankly: "Why not? We Maozi advocate romance, unlike you Dragon people.

I came to Dragon Country this time just to experience an exotic romance before getting married. I didn’t expect to meet such an outstanding man like you so soon.”

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh: "Good fellow!"

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his surprise. After all, the way these foreign friends think is indeed different from theirs.

Milia seemed to see his hesitation, so she simply opened her heart and whispered in Yang Ming's ear: "Don't worry, I know that your Dragon Country has some special customs. Therefore, I will tell you a secret..."

As Milia confided the secret in his ear, Yang Ming's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with surprise and curiosity.