I support the army through farming and business.

Chapter 140 Transaction Successful
"Sister-in-law, what kind of treasure is this? How can it take such clear pictures?"

"The Mirror of Light in a Pot".

“No wonder Relic Tuli tried to snatch it after seeing it; such a treasure would definitely attract the attention of the Turkic nobles,” Dili said nervously. “Sister-in-law, is it really a gift for me that my sister-in-law has given me such a precious treasure?”

Tang Zhao nodded, and Dili cheered happily, personally cooking a whole table of barbecue.

Tang Zhao was eating skewers while drinking and playing drinking games. Dili was meeting such a bold and uninhibited woman from Chongqing for the first time and felt an instant connection with her. The two drank more and more, and became increasingly wild. They were about to climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles when Gu Ci and Gulibaer had to stop them and each took one home.

As Gu Ci carried Tang Zhao out, she still insisted on turning her head and extending Er Kang's hand, "Dili, next time, hiccup, drink!"

"Drink!" Gulibar carried his drunken wife, who was completely disoriented, back to her bedroom. He took good care of her for a long time, and only left his post when he saw that she had finally fallen asleep.

On the other side, Gu Ci had just arrived at the small courtyard where he was staying when a guard came to report that Sheli Tuli had come to visit.

Gu Ci looked down at the completely drunk person in his arms and was about to ask someone to see the guest out when Tang Zhao heard the name Sheli Tuli and suddenly sobered up as if a trigger had been set in motion. "Who? Sheli Tuli? Quick, I have to go see a client!" he said, struggling to get down from the ground.

Gu Ci couldn't hold her down, so he had to put her down. "Are you sure you can do it?"

Tang Zhao defended himself, saying, "Back then, I drank until I had a stomach hemorrhage, but I still negotiated the contract first before going to the hospital."

"What nonsense!" Gu Ci frowned. "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there!" President Tang's manipulative tactics continued, "It's because of this mentality that you've been stuck in a basic position for years! Watching others get promoted, receive raises, marry beautiful and wealthy women, and reach the pinnacle of life, aren't you envious? Aren't you jealous? Aren't you resentful?"

Gu Ci, with a cold face, helped her walk.

President Tang said sternly, "Answer me!"

Gu Ci took a deep breath, "I hate it!" He wished he could give Tang Zhao a bowl of calming medicine so that the world would be peaceful once he fell asleep.

"If you hate it, then you have to work hard! The company will see every bit of hard work you put in and every drop of sweat you shed!" President Tang promised, "As long as you work hard, you can be the next director!"

Gu Ci quickly covered Tang Zhao's mouth.

Tang Zhao wailed: This is outrageous! Believe me or not, I'll dock your pay!
Sheri Tuli sat in the reception room, devouring all the pastries that were served, and looked at the palace guards with eager eyes.

The guards of the Prince's Palace made a concerted effort to ignore the Turkic man's almost overflowing request for another plate in his small, black eyes, and stood outside the door with their eyes fixed straight ahead.

Maide rubbed his still-unsatisfied stomach and could only drink tea.

"Huh? This tea smells so good!" Maide took another sip, confirming that it was the tribute tea that only the Turkic royal family could drink. He then drank it all in one gulp and quickly refilled his cup.

Tang Zhao stood at the door and called out affectionately, "Relic Spits Out!"

Maide's hand trembled as he poured the tea, and the tea immediately soaked through his sleeves. Maide pressed his hand to his chest in distress, as if he had spilled gold water instead of tea.

Tang Zhao strode in, staring intently into Maide's small, dark eyes. "Do you remember me?"

Maide was so immersed in grief that he didn't listen to the servant's translation at all.

The guards of the Prince's residence had no choice but to refill his pot.

Tang Zhao called out again, "Do you still remember our promise?"

The guards of the Prince's mansion all turned to look at Gu Ci, who sighed and said, "Speak properly."

"Huh?" Maide asked, confused. "What agreement?"

Tang Zhao accused, "Have you forgotten everything you promised me?"

The servant boy accompanying Maide stared wide-eyed in horror.

Sir, are you tired of living?

Does the lady know about this?
Maide took several steps back. "I only agreed to exchange horses and jewels for the treasure in your possession. I have nothing else!"

Tang Zhao tilted her head. "Otherwise what?" You still want to develop a relationship with me? But I like handsome guys!

The servant breathed a sigh of relief; their master's life was saved. Maide's rapidly beating heart also gradually calmed down, and he chose a seat next to Gu Ci. "I have discussed it with Goli, and the Shelituli tribe is willing to exchange seven horses and twenty top-quality gems for a Pot-Light Mirror."

Chao Yi stood behind Gu Ci and pinched her thigh hard to keep from exclaiming.

He could exchange a pot of light-reflecting mirror for seven horses, and then he could exchange it for so much that the Turks wouldn't have a single horse left!
Tang Zhao sat on Gu Ci's other side, his eyes filled with affection as he bargained, "Fifteen bolts."

Maide shook his head. "Eight horses."

Tang Zhao lowered the price to "twelve bolts".

Mai De discussed it and said, "The Sheri Tuli tribe can provide a maximum of nine horses."

"Ten bolts," Tang Zhao tempted, swinging his arm in a large circle, "and I can also give you a full-length mirror this big."

Maide: ?
Maide: !
"Alright! Ten horses!" Maide decided. "We'll trade at least three hundred at a time!"

Tang Zhao thought it was too little; even 300 noodles wouldn't be worth the trip.

"Alright!" Maide readily agreed. "I'll go back and gather the horses, and I'll come to make the deal in three days!"

Maide left in a flurry, then returned just as quickly, standing awkwardly like a hairy wooden stake.

Tang Zhao, feeling the effects of the alcohol, forced himself to endure the dizziness and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Seeing Tang Zhao's cold-blooded demeanor as he turned his back on her after finishing the business deal, Maide complained like an abandoned stray dog, "Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Tang Zhao: That sounds familiar.

The guards of the Prince's Mansion all turned their gazes toward Gu Ci again.

Gu Ci's eyes were cold, and Maide shrank his neck. "You said I would treat you warmly, and that you could take whatever you liked."

He pointed tremblingly at the teapot.

Tang Zhao suddenly realized, "Quickly, pour out the tea, wrap up the teapot, and give it to our distinguished guest!"

The guards of the Prince's mansion could not stand it any longer. "Reporting to the Princess, our distinguished guest requests tea."

Maide nodded vigorously.

Tang Zhao:.
"Dongmei, pack three ounces of Wuyi Red Robe for our distinguished guest to take away."

Dongmei quickly handed the wrapped tea bag to Maide's servant, and Maide thanked her repeatedly.

Tang Zhao couldn't understand what he was saying, so he could only smile and gesture, ordering someone to take the person away safely, before collapsing to the ground.

Gu Ci quickly caught Tang Zhao in his arms, carried her to the bedroom, ordered someone to cook a hangover soup, and personally fed it to Tang Zhao before letting her fall asleep.

The next day, Tang Zhao woke up with a splitting headache.

Gu Ci stood by the bedside with a bowl of medicine in his hand. "Drink your medicine."

"No!" Tang Zhao clutched the blanket and collapsed onto the bed. "I'd rather have a headache!"

Gu Ci placed the medicine in the bowl, wrapped the person in a blanket and held them close to his chest, pinching the nose with his left hand and feeding the medicine with his right.

Only after Tang Zhao was forced to gulp down the drink did Gu Ci release him.

Tang Zhao angrily pounded the bed, mentally tormenting Gu Ci.

Gu Ci squinted.

Tang Zhao was startled and quickly changed the subject, "What was that Shari Tuli babbling about at the end yesterday?"

Gu Ci snorted coldly, "He said his wife was a woman from the Ashide clan and loved Wuyi red tea very much. However, because her birth mother died early and she was not favored, she rarely got to drink it, so he shamelessly asked for the tea."

Tang Zhao sighed, "I never would have guessed that those little black bean eyes were such a devoted lover."