C138 Chapter 138

Even though Wan Qiqi had pocketed ten taels of silver, she kept a clear head.

“Thanks, Uncle Xie. I can only supply the honey mandarin sauce up until the New Year.”

There was no Gregorian calendar here—only the lunar calendar. By that count, it was early in the eleventh month.

The mandarins in the mountains would last at most until the twelfth month