The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace Chapter 17

   Chapter 17 017: I actually met an expert!

  North Bridge High School is a high school that Song Baoyi couldn't get into that year, why did Song Wei enter?

   Ono is really insane!

   "Why don't you go down and ask grandma how she taught her?" Song Jing looked at Zhou Lei like that, her eyebrows raised slightly.

   is obviously a word that makes people hate it, but she said it with a smile, and the smile is like a flower, which makes people unable to take their eyes away.

   Zhou Lei was so choked that she couldn't speak, so she stared at Song Jing so hard that she could hardly breathe.

Song Baoyi narrowed her eyes and said at this moment, "Sister, Northbridge is indeed the only high school that can be compared with international schools, but Northbridge is not as simple as you think. Otherwise, I'll go to Teacher Ye's office with you tomorrow. , then you don't have to talk, I'll just apologize to Teacher Ye, and if you really want to change, I'll think of a way for you."

   Actually, Song Baoyi knew very well why Song Jing was obsessed with Northbridge High School.

   Because Song Jing wanted to be higher than her.

  Song Wei annoyed Mr. Ye, so she had no face to go back to the international school. To get her face back, Song Wei had to find a way to go to North Bridge.

  But Song Jing didn't even look in the mirror, just what qualifications did she have to go to North Bridge?

   idiots talk about dreams.

  Song Jing was too lazy to say any more, and glanced at the cat squatting at the door, "I'll go back to the room first."

"Wait a moment!"

  Song Dalong spoke suddenly.

  Song Jing's red lips parted lightly, "Speak."

   is a very simple word, but it is dyed with an inexplicable momentum.

   Looking at Song Yao like this, Song Dalong suddenly felt a little flustered for some reason, and he said, "The eldest Miss Song family will always have only one Baoyi, don't forget your identity!"

  I'm just an adopted daughter, do you really want to climb up the sky along the pole?

   "For school matters, you can either go with Baoyi to apologize to the teacher, or find a way yourself! Don't try to enter Northbridge High School in the name of Baoyi or our Song family!"

   He won't use human relationships for a small wild species!

  Song Jing didn't speak, she bent down slightly and picked up the cat at the door, and left the study just like that.

   Song Dalong looked at Song Jing's back, and was also very angry.

   "Dad, don't be angry." Song Baoyi comforted her softly, "Actually, my sister is just unbalanced in her heart. You and Mom should take more care."

   "Imbalanced? What's wrong with her?" Zhou Lei was furious, "If it weren't for us, she's still just a little wild **** that no one wants!"

   Zhou Lei calmed down and continued, "Auntie Sun invited me to the tea party at noon tomorrow, Baoyi, get ready and come with me."

  There are often various tea parties in the circle of ladies.

  These noble ladies come together to consolidate interpersonal relationships and expand their contacts.

  Secondly, I also came here to kill time. When I attended the tea party, I showed off my husband and my children by the way.

   Zhou Lei is most willing to take Song Baoyi to the tea party. After all, Song Baoyi is the number one talented girl in Jiangcheng.

   "Bring your sister along." Song Baoyi said.

   "What are you going to do with her?" Zhou Lei's eyes were full of disgust, "Is it shameful?"

   She can't afford to lose this person, and the Song family and Song Baoyi can't afford to lose this person.

  Song Baoyi looked at Zhou Lei, "Sister just came back, I have to take her out to see the world."

   "Baoyi is right, it's time to take her out to meet the world!" Song Dalong answered.

   After all, Song Jing is the one who wants to be engaged to Yu Tingzhi, so more people must know about Song Jing's existence.

   "That's fine." Zhou Lei nodded.

After the words fell, Zhou Lei seemed to think of something, and then said, "Baoyi, has Mr. Wu been back recently?"

   "Not yet, but it should be in the next few days." Song Baoyi replied.

   Zhou Lei said: "I heard that the Yun family will also go to the tea party this time."

   "You mean Miss Yun?" Song Baoyi asked.

   Zhou Lei nodded, "Since Miss Yun had an accident three years ago, she has sought medical treatment everywhere, but it has no effect. If you can cure her face, then our family's position in Jiangcheng can be more stable."

   As the saying goes, leaning against a big tree is a good way to enjoy the shade.

   Yun Family is a big tree that everyone wants to climb, but unfortunately, no one can climb it.

  The only shortcut to climb up the Yun family is to heal the face of the only heir of the Yun family.

  Song Baoyi is quite talented in medicine, and he also worshipped Wu Shenyi, who is known as the descendant of Bian Que, as a teacher.

   Hearing this, Song Baoyi asked, "I heard that Miss Yun was burned, right?"

   "Yes." Zhou Lei nodded, "I have inquired about it, it was burns."

  Song Baoyi smiled and said, "Since it's a burn, you don't have to worry about it."

   Her main focus is on face repair, burns and scalds, and her medical skills are even better than that of Dr. Wu, she is sure to bring Miss Yun back to life!

  Upstairs.

  Song Wei soaked the cat in some goat milk powder, and then turned on her mobile phone to check the fund.

   It only took two days. The fund that originally only had 125 yuan has now risen to 1,500.

   However, Song Yu did not plan to keep it, but clicked to sell. This fund seems to be making money, but it is not. The tenfold surge is already at its peak, and if it is not sold, it will lose everything.

   Then, Song Yu took out 1,000 yuan from the balance and bought three more funds.

   After doing this, Song Jing picked up the peaked cap on the table and buckled it on her head. The black brim covered her eyebrows and only her crimson lips could be seen.

   Came downstairs, all the servants cast a strange look at Song Jing.

   In their eyes, Song Jing was just a little village girl from the countryside.

   Even if she came to the Song family, she couldn't change her poor and arrogant arrogance. The servants never regarded her as the eldest miss of the Song family.

  Song Jing didn't care about the eyes of these people.

   After leaving the Song family villa, Song Jing swept a shared bicycle.

   The back of a one-handed bike is indescribably cool.

  After half an hour, we arrived at our destination—

   China's first medicinal material market.

   covers an area of ​​more than 30 hectares.

   The original owner's foundation is not good, he is frail and sickly, and he is on the same level as Sister Lin.

   Fortunately, Song Yu has a background in traditional Chinese medicine and has a little understanding of the art of Qihuang. The original owner's body may be a little troublesome in the eyes of other doctors, but in Song Yu's hands, it is a matter of traditional Chinese medicine.

  Song Wei parked the car, hugged the little milk cat, and came to a pharmacy, "Boss, please give me two grams of saffron, two grams of Tongcao, and two grams of Schisandra." "Okay, wait a moment."

   After a while, the boss packed the medicinal materials, "Little girl, there are three hundred and two in total."

  Song Jing took the herbs, lowered her eyebrows and looked at her with a calm expression, "Thank you, I don't want it anymore."

   "Don't?" The boss was furious when he heard this, "I've already packed it up, you told me not to! Are you kidding me?"

   The owner of the pharmacy is big and three thick. If this fierce look is replaced by someone else, he will definitely be frightened and stupid.

  But not only was Song Jing not frightened, but she was calm and asked, "Why don't I, boss, you don't have any points in your heart?"

"Little girl, I think you are beautiful, how can you do such a disgusting thing! The medicinal herbs have been weighed for you, if you say no, don't want it! Isn't this wasting my time? You must get it today. Give me an explanation!"

  Because the boss's voice was too loud, many passersby came to watch.

Seeing so many people, the boss became even more excited, and said in a loud voice, "Everyone, come and see! The little girl is so pretty, why is her heart so dark! I worked so hard to give her the medicine, but she said she didn't want it. don't want!"

   Hearing this, the onlookers accused Song Jing one after another.

   "Why is the little girl like this now!"

   "It must be the adults in the family who didn't teach them well!"

  Song Wei still had a light expression on her face. There was no panic on Qing Jun's face. She opened the package of medicinal herbs unhurriedly, "I want two grams of saffron. What did you give me? Huh?"

   Hearing this, the boss's heart skipped a beat.

Do not!

impossible!

   How old is this little girl? Can she tell what real saffron is?

   Mostly pretending!

   "What is not saffron?" The boss was stern, "Don't mess around here!"

   "The flower head of saffron is trumpet-shaped, with cracks on one side and fine serrations on the other side. Although saffron is similar to saffron, it does not have these characteristics. You pretend to be saffron with saffron, is the heart black or not?"

  Song Yu's tone was light, but it caused a burst of sighs in the crowd.

   Saffron is very precious, more than a gram per gram, and saffron costs 100 yuan to buy a pound!

  The boss is too dark-hearted!

"What the **** is wrong with you little girl! Don't buy it!" The boss looked at the chattering crowd with a guilty conscience. He thought the little girl was easy to deceive, but how could he think that he had run into a connoisseur today, and reached out his hand to take the herbs bag away.

   Little fairies, good morning duck~

   Kneeling for a five-star evaluation ticket~

   See you tomorrow~

   (end of this chapter)

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