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The Manager Wu Nectar s were anxious, Qin Wuya could only ask the workers to stop producing half of the candies first.

Personally watching over it, he busied himself for two days working overtime before he made fifty jars of Snow Pear Paste.

There was nothing she could do about it, she was waiting for Manager Wu to transfer the remaining 100 taels of silver to her.

At noon, Liu Da brought the goods back. Other than the last payment, he also brought a letter, saying that it was brought by the Manager Wu.

Qin Wuya knew immediately that it was from the person she asked the Manager Wu about, the person with the surname Zhang, who was running the oil shop on Xidalu Street in that county.

There were a total of two pieces of paper. Manager Wu was a typical practical type, he did not have too many written words.

With just a few sentences, he had clearly written down this person's background.

The straightforward translation was:

Zhang Shan, male, Cloud Prefecture.

He had lost both his parents and no siblings.

He left home young and only returned to the county two years ago. In the western part of the county, there are two housing estates and a grain and oil shop. No external debt and no bad reputation.

Literally speaking, they were pretty good. He was not that old either, only nineteen years old.

Although being nineteen in this era was a typical age for a man who had never married before, Qin Wuya felt that it was just right.

How could a young man know how to spend his days?

Overall, this Zhang Shan could be considered as someone who came from a close family, someone who was very young and was a good candidate.

It was just that the only thing that made people feel strange was that the courtyard house that Zhang Shan owned was established just three months ago.

The grain oil shop had just been transferred over from a merchant surnamed Li a month ago.

This made sense.

It was clearly mentioned in the letter of the Manager Wu that Zhang Shan had returned to the county city two years ago.

In the past two years, he had never mentioned what kind of business he was going to do or what he would rely on to make a living.

Whether it was because Manager Wu didn't pay attention to him or because he couldn't figure it out, Qin Wuya had no way of knowing.

It was as if Zhang Shan had just suddenly appeared out of thin air and suddenly purchased a business.

Qin Wuya even felt that he seemed to have set up these properties just for the sake of getting married.

Was he using a conspiracy theory to wash the white paper clean?

When this idea popped up, Qin Wuya felt that she was really funny.

He had probably watched too many bloody TV dramas in his previous life, which was why he had so many random thoughts.

Perhaps the other person was in the same situation as him.

Before, when he had no money, he would save up enough money to buy a house, set up a business, and then marry a wife and live at home. It was a very normal thing, so there was no need to be so scheming.

Furthermore, the Li family was just a small farmer, while Li Deshun was a village head, he did not have any official seals. He could not be considered as a proper Shangguan Family person, and there was no need for him to waste time on scheming.

After keeping Zhang Shan's information, Qin Wuya thought for a moment and finally replied to the letter.

Qin Wuya's calligraphy practice had gone on for three to four years.

Although it was still difficult to look at, he was still able to understand it clearly, so it didn't affect his reading.

The next day, a servant came to inform Qin Wuya that the Manager Wu had gone to a candy store in the town and asked him to wait there for three days.

In ancient times, marriage was nothing compared to fast food in the 21st century.

Even if they were to get married, it would still take them a year and a half, not to mention the fact that they had yet to get married.

Waiting for another three days was indeed not a waste of time.

Three days later, Manager Wu did not return to town.

Qin Wuya opened it to take a look, and saw that the person in the painting's height, figure, and distinct characteristics of appearance and appearance were written down simply on the right side.

In the painting, there was a thin man with a high bun, green robe, and straight face. He did not look handsome, but he looked comfortable.

"Eh, why does this person look so familiar?"

Qin Wuya spread the portrait out on the table and scrutinized it, and couldn't help but frown.

"Could it be that you've seen it somewhere before?"

The portrait is less realistic than the photograph.

Furthermore, Qin Wuya's face was a little blind. After thinking for a long while, she still couldn't think of who it was, so she could only give up.

He was suitable for his age, had a rich background, a simple family, and a clean and ordinary appearance.

Not handsome, but at least not so ugly that it would seriously affect the genes of future generations.

It seemed that he would have to return to the village for the next two days.

After three consecutive days, they busied themselves with ordering orders from various families.

Qin Wuya had originally thought that she could personally make a trip to the village to let his aunt have a feel for herself.

Unexpectedly, right before they set off, they were stopped by the employees of the Guest Home Resturant.

Once he asked around, he found out that it was Manager Wu who had accepted a big order. No matter what, the shop assistant had to make Qin Wuya stay for a few days.

Since Qin Wuya was unable to do so, she could only ask Liu Da to send the letter and the ingredients to the village first.

Fortunately, Liu Da did things safely, so Qin Wuya trusted him.

He also added his meaning to his aunt.

Just say that the marriage could be trusted with seventy to eighty percent of it.

And the list that Manager Wu received was indeed not small.

Qin Wuya understood that if this business was successful, her family's candy store would have a success rate for the next half a year, and that was not even considering the benefits later on.

It was no wonder that the usually steady Manager Wu would worry and make Qin Wuya wait for three days first.

If the conversation was successful, he would have to personally make a trip to the Prefecture.

Qin Wuya was patiently waiting in the town for news, but the Madame Wang had come to her house once again.

With the help of the wind detection from the previous time, the second time Madame Wang came here, she could be considered to be familiar with the road.

Even though he knew that the Li Family was a peasant, he was not unreasonable.

With just a few words, he had praised the young master of the Zhang family as the rarest person in the world.

As a matchmaker, how could one not notice the expression on her face? As Madame Wang said this, she saw that the Li Family couple had joyous expressions, obviously satisfied.

He could not help but think:

"Damn, this is going to be a success!"

Madame Wang was pleased and she ended the conversation.

They enthusiastically brought the boxes of pastries, and of course, the man's Geng Pai s that were hidden under the gift box as well.

When the Li Zheng's wife saw the Geng Pai, he was stunned at first, but then received it with a smile.

He didn't even look at the items placed casually beside him.

He got up and added another pot of tea, then pretended to be unintentional and had a few words with Madame Wang.

According to the rules of the almanac, if a matchmaker said that she wanted to marry someone, she naturally had to accept the man's invitation.

Then, he would hand over his daughter's Geng Pai to the matchmaker.

If you don't want to, just say so.

But Li Zheng's wife neither pushed nor gave it to him.

The Geng Pai was happy to have it, and it looked like it liked it. She didn't mention anything about her daughter at all.

Madame Wang was used to doing this, so when she saw Li Zheng's wife acting, she was not angry.

While they were chatting, they were sizing up the expression on the other party's face.

With just a few words, Madame Wang saw it through.

He knew that this lady was not unsatisfied, but rather that she was giving him face so quickly.

He was probably going to get another hold of Joe.

This wasn't strange. Before a daughter marries, she was always very precious, so it was inevitable for her family to be a bit more cautious.

In truth, Madame Wang had guessed correctly.

Qin Wuya's letter was accepted by the Zhang family the day before, so when the couple saw the contents of the letter, they were naturally very satisfied with the marriage.

Now that he saw the Madame Wang come knocking again, he felt even more strongly that his future son-in-law was very attentive to his daughter.

However, the girl was not as casual as the boy.

As parents, no matter how happy they were, they couldn't casually show their faces.

Zhang shi had already calculated in her heart. Naturally, he was only able to show thirty percent of his happiness.

Furthermore, it was not as if they did not accept Geng Pai s, but stayed for two days.

The two of them talked back and forth. Although they were both idle chatter, Madame Wang had already figured out the reason behind it.

He did not stay any longer and watched the color gradually darken as he made a gesture to take his leave.

Before he left, he did not forget to mention this:

"Madame Li, please think about it. I'll come back in two days and ask Madame what her intentions are."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, grandma."

Lady Zhang smiled as she stood up to send Madame Wang out. Inevitably, she stuffed a bunch of copper coins into her sleeve.

The money was a full half, it was not light at all.

Madame Wang felt the space between her sleeves sink, she reached out her hand, the smile on her face had long disappeared as she said:

"Madam is too courteous. Lady is fortunate and will be back in two days."

"Qin Yatou, this time, I'm counting on you."

Only now did he finish eating the lunchtime diet, while Qin Wuya was busy cleaning up the dishes, he saw Manager Wu rushing into the courtyard.

"Is it done?" Qin

Wuya raised his eyes and smiled.

"Less than half." Wu

The shopkeeper sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. He didn't mind the cold, so he took a big gulp and said:

"I made an appointment with the manager of the Zhang residence the day before yesterday. Judging from his tone, he should be eighty to ninety percent capable."

"Nine out of ten? Could there be more variables? "

After heating up the stove, Qin Wuya boiled tea once again.

The weather had turned cold these days. Drinking cold tea was easy to spoil his stomach.

"There are naturally variables. There is a Yu's's Fruit Workshop in the Prefecture. Have you heard of it? "

"Yu's's Fruit Workshop?"

Qin Wuya thought for a while and said:

"Could it be the property of the Yu Family in the Cloud Prefecture?"

"Exactly."

Manager Wu drank another mouthful of tea, then sighed and said:

"The fourth concubine of the second branch in the Zhang Residence and the Yu's were involved, and the sweet pastries of the previous two branch families were all from the Yu's's Fruit Workshop. Until today, there has never been a change."

"Then what is it this time?"

Qin Wuya was a little surprised.

Logically speaking, a large family's procurement direction was always set in order and would not easily change. Why would he suddenly find his own store?

This was because the concubine of the Zhang family's second house was related to the Yu family's pastry shop. Compared to the small shop in his house, which no one was interested in, the fruit shop of the Yu family was famous in the Cloud Prefecture, and was sought after by the young miss and the woman in the rich circle.

"This is luck."

Manager Wu, knowing that Qin Wuya could not help but explain:

"Don't say that you don't believe it, but even I myself still don't believe it.

"The Yu Family's fruit shop is no ordinary small workshop. His house has always been the only one who does business for other people. How can there be an opportunity for our small shop to interfere …"

The Manager Wu talked for a while before Qin Wuya understood the crux of the matter.