Xiangxue picked and packed her things and then made them into a bag, as if she had already planned to leave Wei Han immediately. However, she just packed up some clothes. The jewelry in the box on the dressing table was full of jewelry. She didn't take away half of it. Even if she packed up her clothes, she just picked up some plain and simple clothes to clean up.

Wei Han looked at Xiangxue's actions and was curious, but he didn't ask any questions, because he knew that this woman must have her own ideas like this. After all, a woman who was still so shocked when she heard that she was given away by someone was not an ordinary character.

Sure enough, after the two small bags were beaten, Xiangxue raised her pink face and looked at Wei Han, and said, "Sir, Xiangxue has packed up and can leave!"

In fact, Xiangxue had already expected this day. When Li Yuanji refused to take her to the mansion, and when Li Yuanji met his subordinates who reported the matter, she understood. So she knew that she would not be a woman of the King of Qi, and at most she could only be a chess piece. Those who make chess pieces must have their own consciousness. Although she didn't know what she would be in the future, she believed that with her means, she would definitely not live a bad life. Moreover, she believed that being chess piece of the King of Qi was better than being someone else's chess piece.

Wei Han used his hand to pick up the pearl necklace in the makeup box and chuckled softly: "You don't bring these?"

"No, Xiangxue always has to leave a way out for herself!" Xiangxue did not hide it and directly expressed her purpose for doing this.

"Then aren't you afraid of stealing?" Wei Han asked again. "If I don't even have this ability, then I'm not worthy of being the courtesan of Wanhualou, let alone doing things for King Qi!" Xiangxue said with a brow raised.

Xiangxue, who had changed her clothes, looked like a little girl at this time, with a plain face without makeup, elegant clothes, shy words and deeds, as if she had never been in this romantic place. Just what she said showed that she was not a simple master.

Seeing Xiangxue like this, Wei Han rolled his eyes and said as she walked out of the door: "Do you know who His Highness King Qi gave you?"

Xiangxue shook her head gently, her eyes circulated, she looked at Wei Han, bit her lips tightly, and whispered: "So what if you know, it's just the same fate!" She seemed shy and helpless, and saw Wei Han flashing in this moment.

He was shocked and Wei Han secretly shouted: You actually flashed a god for a woman. It's so damn! Wei Han secretly annoyed and said, "It's your previous love, Tao Jin, you are also acquaintances!" He completely lost his good attitude just now. Wei Han spoke very coldly, and even his expression on his face was very cold.

I don’t know if it was because of Wei Han’s words or because the weather was a little cold after all, Xiangxue couldn’t help but tremble and didn’t say anything.

In the West Street Tavern, Tao Jin felt much more relieved because he had not heard of the King of Qi sending Xiangxue over for several days.

Tao Jin has also made some buns to sell these days, and the effect is pretty good, and there are endless people buying them. In addition, Tao Jin used a method of doing business now, which is limited time trading, so sometimes he even had to queue up to buy them, which added gimmicks. However, it was a small business. No matter how good the business was, he only earned some food, drink and a little money. Tao Jin was unwilling to accept it and wanted to do some big business, but he still lacked the capital.

Tao Jin has been thinking about how he can sell the shop on the South Street for a few days. He found a way to find someone to write a few notices on selling shops and posted them. Someone asked, but in the end, he stopped doing it after asking.

It is said that it is a dead person and is unlucky. Not to mention buying a shop, you can't even want to walk around.

Tao Jin was depressed, and the Tang Dynasty had no place to cook. After a few days, his mouth was full of buns, and it was almost fading out!

Sometimes people are cheap, and the less they are, the more they think. I think Tao Jin first saw that there were no buns in the Tang Dynasty, so he thought about buns. Now that he has eaten buns, he starts to cook.

As we gradually understood the Tang Dynasty, Tao Jin discovered that the people of the Tang Dynasty did not want to eat delicious food, but they lacked things, and this thing was a must-have for cooking, that is oil.

It’s not that the Tang Dynasty had no oil, but the Tang Dynasty’s oil was even more odorous than some oils used by some modern vendors!

Anyone who has the heart to use such a smelly thing to make food or eat it, may vomit if they don’t eat it. Although it is also a rapeseed oil extracted from plants, it can only be used for lighting lamps by poor people.

Tao Jin thought about cooking so well, and his mind became much better. Smelling the stenchy oil, Tao Jin remembered when his father was making oil in a local workshop when he was a child.

The oil mill is always very hot, and people who are hot can't wear clothes. Although it is just a way to make oil, the oil comes out light yellow and clear, with a faint plant aroma and does not smell at all.

Tao Jin thought hard about what his father said to him when he went to the oil mill when he was a child. At that time, his father thought that he could make oil in the future, so he said something about it and taught himself how to do oil, but he didn't expect that he had a car accident before he could get into the oil mill. Tao Jin's life began to suffer from real suffering from that time.

Before he knew it, Tao Jin fell into past memories, his expression full of pain. Yuanbao was cooking fire and steaming buns. He thought that he would go to sell a pot after the limited time that Tao Jin had set in the afternoon. Seeing Tao Jin leaning against the pot in a daze, he quickly shouted: "Young Master, it's so hot!"

Because Tao Jin was trapped in his own thoughts, he didn't hear Yuanbao's words at all. Yuchi Gong came over and pulled Tao Jin and said, "Why, I thought about steaming myself too, getting so close, it's not hot!"

After a sudden regain, Tao Jin seemed to remember something and shouted, "I remember it!" Tao Jin remembered why the oil mill was so hot, because he remembered that the oil mill said that the oil mill had to be distilled in a hot pot, so the oil mill was always lit and always so hot.

Although Tao Jin had little culture, he was an elf. Thinking of this, he didn't stop for a moment and immediately found rapeseed oil for lighting the lamp.

After finding a fairly clean iron pot, Tao Jin rushed to the side of the ingot that was burning, put out some of the strong charcoal fires, sat the pot on it, and then poured only one or two bowls of lamp oil into the black iron pot.

The oil entered the pot, and within a short while, black smoke came out, and a strong stench was brought out. Tao Jin covered his nose and asked Yuanbao to sell some white cotton cloth.

Although Yuanbao didn't understand the meaning, he would not refuse as long as it was what Tao Jin wanted. Because since Tao Jin could solve cases and make money with buns, Yuanbao thought that his young master was actually a capable one!

Yuchi Gong kept watching from the side. Although he didn't know what Tao Jin was doing, he felt more and more that Tao Jin seemed to be different from the Tao family's eldest son I heard of in the past. At least, Tao Jin in front of him was not tired of it, although sometimes he was a little confused.

Not long after, Yuanbao came back and bought a large piece of white cotton cloth. Because the cotton cloth of the Tang Dynasty was woven by poor families themselves, they were all rough and not so dense.

Tao Jin reached out to take the cotton cloth and asked Yuanbao to look at the pot. He walked to the backyard, shook the cloth hard, and then tore the cloth into several pieces of about the same size.

Yuanbao looked at Tao Jin while looking at Huo and asked, "Young Master, what are you doing?"

"What do I do? What I do is the magic weapon to make money in the future!" Tao Jin said, with a smug smile on his face.

"Lanning oil and white cloth are the magic weapon to make money? Young Master, you teased Yuanbao again!" Yuanbao curled his lips, thinking that Tao Jin was lying to him.

Tao Jin didn't explain, and took the white cloth to the iron pot and said to Yuanbao: "Go and sell your buns! I'll give you a surprise tonight!"

After hearing Tao Jin's words, Yuanbao knew that he couldn't ask anything now, so he simply ignored Tao Jin and just took off the pot and started the bun.

Tao Jin gave the pot that he had boiled oil to the side, but the black smoke in the pot still choked Yuanbao. Yuanbao covered his nose with one hand and shouted, "It smells so smelly!" The other hand did not delay picking up the buns.!

Yuanbao put the buns into a wooden box, and there was a thick white quilt inside the box, like a modern insulation box. Of course, such a thing was also written by Tao Jin. Because he could not make buns on a stall on the roadside, he was afraid that people would learn the secret of his buns, so he had no choice but to find someone to make such a thing.

When they were just done, Yuanbao and Yuchi Gong did not believe that such a thing could keep the heat of the buns. It was not until Tao Jin put the soup maker in the box, added a layer of quilt on it, and then put the buns in, that they understood.

Although the reason is simple, it was the Tang Dynasty after all, so Tao Jin was still admired by Yuanbao and Yuchi Gong.

When Tao Jin was in modern times, many simple things were treasures, so his mind became active. This time, this time, he refined oil because of this, because he knew that selling buns was not a long-term solution. If he wanted to be rich, he also needed his own signature in addition to capital!

Tao Jin also followed this idea when refining oil this time, but he was not sure, because after all, he had only heard from his father that he had never done it, so who knew what it would be like.
Chapter completed!