After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Qingtong turned his head and glanced at Xia Qianqian, and said meaningfully, "This can't be done, I have to thank you."

Xia Qianqian thought about it too, Gu Changsheng took care of her too much. Thanks to him along the way, she suffered less. Thinking that she just got a jade pendant, Xia Qianqian took out the jade: "Then give this to him when you go back."

"Jade?" Qingtong was taken aback, "Miss Xia, how could you have something valuable here?"

"I don't have any use for what others paid for. It's just for your young master. He is so good-looking, he should wear jade." Xia Qianqian said. She didn't plan to go to the prefecture to find any master of the Qin family. This jade is the most suitable for Gu Changsheng.

"Okay." Qingtong happily accepted it. The young master has done so much for Miss Xia, and it finally paid off.

With Qingtong escorted, Xia Qianqian arrived at Maoshi Town in an hour. Qingtong enthusiastically helped find the inn, and waited for Xia Qianqian to settle down before leaving.

Because of the production of porcelain clay, Maoshi Town also has several kilns locally, and its economic level is much higher than that of Pingning Town. It is said to be a town, but it is no worse than a county seat. If the inn in Pingning Town is a two-star, then the inn in Maoshi Town is a four-star standard!

It's just a little expensive, and it costs 30 cents to stay a night!

Xia Qianqian stayed in a luxury inn, but was reluctant to order food at the inn. According to her previous experience of staying in hotels, the cost of meals is proportional to the star rating of the hotel. Expensive to live and expensive to eat! She decided to endure it for a while and go out for food tomorrow.

But it's really hard to be hungry! Especially the type of Xia Qianqian who does not fight against hunger, and has low blood sugar when hungry. Lying in bed tossing and turning in the middle of the night, unable to fall asleep, I couldn't help but decided to go downstairs to see if I could buy a steamed bun.

"Why did you bump into me, you blind thing?"

"Guest officer, I'm sorry, but when I was young, my feet slipped..."

In the middle of the night, someone was arguing. Xia Qianqian looked at her and saw that it was the boy who scared her by riding a horse today. At this moment, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his clothes were dirty, and he was very embarrassed.

"Qin Ge?"

Qin Ge heard someone call his name, looked back at Xia Qianqian, and frowned unexpectedly: "Is it you?"

Xia Qianqian came over and asked, "Did you fight someone?"

Qin Ge quickly raised his hand to cover his face: "No."

"Did you fall on your horse?" Xia Qianqian suddenly realized, "You boy, I'm telling you to ride slower..."

"Shut up!" Qin Ge became angry, "Is it none of your business?"

"Hey, I'm caring about you kindly..."

"No need!" Qin Ge gave Xia Qianqian a vicious look, "Little Er, why don't you take me to the room?"

"Yes, sir, please." The second shopkeeper hurriedly took Qin Ge to the room.

Xia Qianqian shrugged, thinking of those young people who are driving in the middle of the night in modern times, and put Qin Ge in the ranks of "bad boys".

"Girl, what do you need?" the shopkeeper asked.

"I'm hungry, but I have no money. I want to buy a cheap steamed bun to eat." Xia Qianqian said embarrassedly.

The shopkeeper was a friendly old man, and took out two steamed buns: "Would you like a steamed bun for two cents apiece?"

"Yes." Xia Qianqian happily bought a steamed bun, and stood by the bar while eating, chatting with the shopkeeper: "I heard that you produce porcelain clay here, what is the price?"

"Did the little girl come to see the clay from a foreign country?" The shopkeeper was taken aback and looked at Xia Qianqian again. The little girl looks only twelve or thirteen years old, can she understand porcelain clay?