Zhen Qingyin closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
What are you doing?
Could it be that the prince fell in love with the glass prescription because she offered it?
She had good concentration and remained motionless, pretending to be deaf and dumb.
The prince was curious and stood up and walked, as if deep in thought.
Staring out the window for a while, staring at the screen for a while, and only the third time staring at the system panel.
[Host: Zhen Qingyin
Gender: Female
Strategy target: Wei Ji (Prince Jingguo, male)
Strategy progress: 10
Love value of the target: 1 (Congratulations to the host, you have attracted the attention of the target)
Mission completed: 1/11
Unfinished tasks: 1. The target will buy you a bunch of candied haws;
2……
10. The target of the attack will accept the plum blossoms you folded by yourself.
For each task you complete, you will receive a generous gift package, come on! You still have ten tasks to complete, which means you still have ten opportunities to get rich overnight! come on! come on! come on! 】
The prince smiled.
I see.
The setting of love value is very interesting.
What he loves is real money, and real money comes from Zhen Qingyin, so the so-called love value is transferred to her.
Startled him.
He thought he was attracted to Zhen Qingyin.
If he is really tempted, then he is too superficial.
The prince never thought that he was a superficial person who was greedy for money and suspected of taking advantage of women.
The glass prescription must have come from Big Bee's reward. After all, Zhen Qingyin, a young lady who never left home, had no way of getting such an opportunity to "get rich overnight."
She dedicated the prescription to him probably because he "inadvertently" completed her system mission.
Although the young lady is cold-hearted, she is conscientious and discerning.
The prince had a better impression of her, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at the ten unfinished tasks on the system panel.
Well, he is also very interested in the rewards of these tasks.
The young lady of the Zhen family doesn’t want to attack him, that’s okay!
As an ideal and ambitious prince of a country, he must learn to conquer himself and take the initiative to complete system tasks for her.
Having made up his mind, the prince shook the paper in his hand, sat back across from Zhen Qingyin, slowly drank half a cup of tea, and asked with a pleasant face: "Miss Zhen, can you explain why sand can turn into transparent glass?"
Zhen Qingyin sat upright, glanced at him timidly, as if she was extremely uneasy, dug her fingers into her purse, lowered her eyebrows, and spoke softly.
"I don't know very well, but it's probably like grinding soybeans into soy milk and adding brine to turn them into white tofu."
The prince said kindly: "How come you are looking for a recipe for making colored glaze, but not your aunt, Mrs. Chao Guogong?"
Zhen Qingyin was frightened and hung her head even lower: "My aunt is not in a position to do business. I, I, I don't know a few people. I heard that the prince is loyal, filial, virtuous, and loves the people like a son, so I went to see your highness for a try."
Love the people like children...
The prince thought to himself, you won't regard me as your father, right?
It's possible.
Her father is really unreliable.
She is a simple-minded little lady.
"This work of making colored glaze has been taken over by Gu. The girl has done a great job by presenting Fangzi. When it is finished, it will be dedicated to the father. What reward does the girl want?"
Zhen Qingyin was flattered and shook her head repeatedly: "I don't want any reward, Your Highness, Your Highness, can you keep it a secret for me?"
"Keep it secret?" The prince showed a puzzled expression.
"I don't want others to know that I have a glass prescription. I'm afraid."
She seemed to be thinking of some terrible scene, and her delicate body was trembling.
"Don't be afraid, girl. I just promised you to keep it secret. Since the girl doesn't want the reward, what about the share? What percentage of the profit does the girl want to share? The recipe belongs to the girl. How much percentage does the girl want to share? Gu Ying will agree to it."
Zhen Qingyin thought for a moment and timidly stretched out an index finger and a middle finger.
After thinking about it again, he pressed down his middle finger.
Is the little lady too cute? A little smile appeared in the prince's dark eyes: "10%? The girl only wants 10% of the profit?"
System: [Congratulations to the host, the male protagonist’s love value is +1, and the current male protagonist’s total love value is 2! 】
Zhen Qingyin: "..."
Prince: "..."
Zhen Qingyin: The prince truly loves Liuli!
Prince: Is Gu really a vulgar and superficial man? In order to order something, Gu could sell his love?
In order to show that he is not a money fan, the prince frowned slightly: "The girl trusts Gu, and Gu can't let the girl suffer. 10% is too little, give the girl 20%."
The male protagonist in the original text loves money very much and will kill corrupt officials without mercy.
Zhen Qingyin was timid and fearful of being silenced if she had too much money. She shook her head quickly and said: "If you succeed, you will succeed."
"Twenty percent!"
"One percent!"
The two went back and forth over the issue of 10% or 20%.
Zhen Qingyin picked up the tea cup and drank a cup of tea. She gave up her struggle and said, "My maid, listen to the prince."
The prince discussed with her some unclear points on the paper.
Zhen Qingyin's mouth was dry as she spoke. At first she explained a few words, but later she became impatient and shook her head after asking three questions.
It can build up, but it cannot bring down.
If she had known it would be such a hassle, she wouldn't have come.
"Girl, wait a moment, I'll go and write a deed."
The prince smiled gently, stood up and went down the stairs.
He waved to Feng Youxi.
Feng Youxi ran to him in small steps.
He gave a few instructions.
Feng Youxi nodded, confused, squatting on the stairs and peeking upstairs.
Zhen Qingyin sat for a while, her mouth felt dry.
Her hand fell on the handle of the teapot and retracted.
I went back and forth twice and listened carefully, but there was no movement downstairs.
The prince should not come back so soon.
She licked her mouth, picked up the teapot, and poured herself a cup of tea.
The system shouted: [Host, host! Pour the hero a drink too! From now on, the male protagonist will be your golden thigh. He works hard and helps you earn money like an old scalper. You can become rich overnight while you are lying down, but you just pour him a cup of tea. Are you reluctant to part with it? Host, you are so cruel! 】
The system was so angry that he beat his chest, wishing he could perform a chest-breaking performance on the spot.
