"Young ginger is still ginger!" Pei Qin glanced at her and laughed.
Pei Qian was gambling with determination, having first contacted those who planted cabbages, and then greeted the villagers who had worked last year; she was waiting for cabbage prices to rise, calculating how much spicy cabbage she could make to sell in Runing Prefecture.
When Shen Songming hurried over, they were just setting up the stall, and Pei Qian was busy with the chili powder ingredients. It was supposed to be the least spicy kind of chili, but it still had some heat, making several people sneeze.
Upon hearing that Pei Qian had taken over the spicy cabbage project and was going to form her own team, he immediately praised her, "Good! Tell me what you need, I'll support you!"
