I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2793 - 1735: Neck and Neck

"Duoduo, how about going to your aunt’s shop to sit for a while? Perfect timing for some afternoon tea."

Although they didn’t become poets, Pei Ning and her husband run a branded tea house that’s considered top-notch in Hui City.

"Okay."

Pei Yunxi agreed readily, without hesitation.

Pei Ning’s face lit up with joy, and she immediately said, "Let’s get going then."

They didn’t even bother with "disguise," as the two families set out, along with Boss Jiang, an outsider.

Although not formally invited, inviting Pei Yunxi is practically inviting him too, isn’t it?

Yes.

That’s the cleverness of Pei Ning and her husband.

Boss Jiang was very gentlemanly, voluntarily taking the driver’s seat, while Pei Ning and his wife naturally drove the car.

Pei Yunxi didn’t disguise herself, not due to oversight, but deliberately—her appearance at the tea house serves as the best advertising.

Boss Jiang had long understood her outward coolness with inner warmth.

"Jiang, what kind of tea do you usually drink? We can have Pei Ning prepare some to take home," Li Wanrong said.

"The tea from Pei Ning’s shop might not catch Jiang’s eye."

This isn’t modesty, nor belittling one’s sister and brother-in-law—it’s simply a matter of different levels.

"True that." Li Wanrong nodded unconsciously, her partner’s "promise" earlier echoed in her ears.

The man simply doesn’t put on airs, or rather, hasn’t shown it to them.

"Actually, I don’t really understand tea; they don’t taste that different to me."

Boss Jiang drove, following the Mercedes S ahead—here’s proof again of how success elevates even the ordinary ones around you.

Yes.

Compared to him, the women around are much better at dealing with relatives.

"It’s normal for young people not to like tea. Actually, I feel the same: tea priced at a hundred and at a thousand seems no different to me; I don’t understand why some tea sells so expensive. Pei Ning mentioned that some customers take away tea worth hundreds of thousands in one go."

"Then Aunt Pei’s shop should be doing quite well."

"Can’t compare to you," Li Wanrong chimed in. "But it’s doing decently in Hui City. Though nowadays, she says policies are getting tighter, with the government cracking down on unnecessary expenses. Tea and alcohol markets mainly cater to agencies, and now with the Tightening Spell, their business has been impacted a bit."

"That’s a good thing."

Pei Linhan snorted coldly, "Such expensive tea—do those people really drink it with a clear conscience?"

"You’re such a rebellious youth. If government agencies don’t lead in spending, how can the economy get a boost?"

Jiang Chen smiled and didn’t intervene.

This aunt surely understands dark humor.

Half a day’s leisure.

By the time they arrived at the destination after a drive of more than twenty minutes, Jiang Chen realized this two-story tea house was surely named by Luo Li’er’s dad.

"Let’s go."

Pei Yunxi truly didn’t disguise herself, not even wearing basic sunglasses. Although surrounded by older relatives, the effect was limited. As they entered the shop, passersby froze, thinking they were seeing things.

Like alcohol, tea culture in the Land of Shen Zhou has a long history. However, alcohol can only be consumed with meals or at night, while tea can be enjoyed at any time. In the afternoon, there were already a few customers on the first floor, chatting and discussing business; they were shocked when they saw Pei Yunxi enter.

They didn’t stop, giving no time for commotion, heading straight upstairs.

The tea house was quite spacious, estimated at four to five hundred square meters. Unlike the open first floor, the second floor offers privacy, consisting of private rooms.

"Is this calligraphy by Uncle Luo?"

In one of the rooms, Jiang Chen observed the words "Taoist Naturalism" hanging on the wall.

"Yes. Almost all the calligraphy in the shop is written by him, so he’s truly our shop’s biggest contributor."

Pei Ning’s words carried a hint of irony, then she said to the shop attendant dressed in a traditional cheongsam, the tea artist, "You can get busy."

The beautiful tea artist naturally knew the owner was Pei Yunxi’s relative but couldn’t have imagined Pei Yunxi would suddenly appear in person. Even now, her mind was still spinning, causing her to miss the owner’s directive.

"Want a signature?"

Li Wanrong smiled.

The tea artist instinctively nodded excitedly and then quickly shook her head, sneaking glances at the couple.

"Get to work."

Pei Ning put on a stern expression; it must be said, she was quite authoritative. Considering Luo Binwang’s nature, the shop was probably mostly managed by her.

Utterly obsessed fans are few in number. The tea artist clearly understood the lighter weight of a job earning over ten thousand a month compared to spending a few more seconds with a superstar, reluctantly leaving the room.

"Please, sit."

Pei Ning resumed her enthusiastic smile, personally taking on the role of tea artist.

"We were just chatting on the way here about the government tightening the belts and affecting your shop’s business, but now it doesn’t seem any different."

Li Wanrong said as she sat down.

"How could it be unaffected? The impact is huge—our biggest goal now is just to survive."

"Oh, come on. With what you’ve said, most businesses in Hui City would be closing down. You know, pretending to outsiders is one thing, but pulling this act with us, who won’t even ask you for money?"

"Sister-in-law, you’re teasing me again."

Pei Ning made tea, her posture was quite standard.

"You’re completely different from your brother. Look at him, so carefree—you should learn more from him."

Li Wanrong chuckled.

Pei Ning laughed, "I’d love to learn, but alas, I don’t have my brother’s luck. I still need to earn a dowry for Li’er."

Is it the local customs or is it different for each person?

"Aunt Pei, you’re mistaken in saying that. Li’er doesn’t need a dowry; when the time comes, Aunt can focus on demanding the bride price instead."