Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

Chapter 602: In Comparison

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“But because he preferred to be a farmer,” the man dressed as a waiter continued, “He returned home in early April this year and planted crops with his family. His brother, Sifu, opened a shop in town, it just opened today, so he’s in the shop now.”

The extremely handsome man was the brother-in-law of the current dynasty’s king, who was also a prince, Shao Zhongxi.

Shao Zhongxi acted as if he had not heard the man’s words. He continued to stare at the words on the banner. After a long while, he put down the wine cup in his hand and asked, “How does this kid’s calligraphy compare to the

Prince’s.

The man dressed as a waiter did not dare to speak.

The red-robed woman did not speak either.

First, this man didn’t like to hear people lie. Second, even if each character had its own characteristics, it was difficult to tell which one was better. After all, Xue Yan was only seven years old. If he said this, it was as if they were calling their prince inferior.

Shao Zhongxi saw that they did not answer and only lowered their heads. He did not pursue the matter. His gaze finally left the banner. He picked up the wine cup again and took a sip unhurriedly.

Only then did the red-clothed woman put away her banner.

The man dressed as a waiter sneaked a glance at the cold prince. After a while, he mustered up his courage and continued to report, “As the general said,

Jiang Yue acts very differently from other children. She’s not quiet, but calm. This is the first time he’s seen a child like her. She’s very young, but she’s calmer than most adults. She doesn’t have any emotional ups and downs. As for what he said about her bad temper and that we must not provoke her… it is something I have no data on currently. I have inquired and have never heard of her having a bad temper. Everyone says that she is very obedient.”

Shao Zhongxi had just placed the wine cup to his lips again. Hearing this, his cold eyes glanced at the person beside him. “Did you see her just now?

“Yes.” The red-robed woman replied.

“What’s so special about her?” Shao Zhongxi asked.

“Not much,” The red-robed woman said.

Upon hearing this, the man dressed as a waiter immediately looked at the red-dressed woman in disbelief.

“Then I’ll leave her to you.” Shao Zhongxi looked away and continued to drink by himself.

“Yes, Your Majesty!” The red-robbed woman immediately accepted the order.

After Jiang Yue and Xue Yan finished eating the claypot rice noodles, they went to the counter and sat down. When someone wanted to pay, they would help to collect the bill.

There was even an abacus on the counter. His brother didn’t know how to calculate at all, so he just left it there.

There were a lot of dry rice noodles under the counter. Just now, there was a person who ate rice noodles for the first time on this street. He thought that the rice noodles were delicious, so he bought one kilogram of dry rice noodles back. He planned to go home and let his family cook it for him. He could add whatever side dishes and ingredients he wanted.

Now that there was a shop, Sifu and the people he hired had to stay in the shop and not go back. Therefore, this business was not only open at noon. As long as someone came to eat rice noodles, they could eat at any time throughout the day.

Jiang Yue was bored, so she leaned on the counter and fiddled with the abacus with her fingers.

Xue Yan took the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from the other side of the counter, and started to draw. Naturally, it was the blueprints of some items that he had drawn for Xue Yifu to try and make.

Jiang Yue glanced at it and continued to calculate on her abacus.

As she was fiddling, Sifu walked over with a smile and asked her, “I’ve been so busy these few days that I haven’t even asked you about your progress.. How do you plan on making the potato starch?”