Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 898: Chapter 892: Negotiating Terms_1

“Chu Beiying, can you stop patting my head all the time?! You’ve bashed all the brains I used to have.” Qin Xue glared at Nangong Beiying, puffing up her cheeks.

“Nah, you’re not smart, you’ve always been dumb. So you’re not stupid because of me, you were just naturally stupid, get it?” Nangong Beiying enjoyed a mouthful of egg yolk crisps, quite carefree.

“Damn Yingying, when will you ever be taken off the market by a man so you can’t bully me anymore? Dear God, please have mercy and send someone to take this wench away.” Qin Xue made a dramatic scene.

“Dumbo, aren’t you embarrassing yourself?” Nangong Beiying stared at the gazes around them, truly admitting defeat. How could she be friends with someone this stupid.

“Not at all.” Qin Xue saw her expression and knew her performance had succeeded.

“Okay, what is it?” Nangong Beiying surrendered. She didn’t want to continue being a monkey in the zoo with everyone watching her.

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“Yingying, after my husband graduates and starts work, could you go and train his new students for him?” Qin Xue, seeing a glimmer of hope, quickly laid out her intentions.

“So your husband’s a teacher?” Nangong Beiying never would have thought Qin Xue would marry a teacher.

“Yeah, sort of. You know, in this day and age many things are not perfect yet, especially in the technical field, it’s rather scarce. If he can enhance himself in this field then he won’t have to struggle as much in the future.

Of course, I’m not saying he can slack off, but if you help him, he won’t be like a headless fly, crashing everywhere, he could avoid some detours.” Qin Xue’s intention wasn’t to pave the path for Chu Molin. Normally, if she were to help Chu Molin, she would have to write a proposal or something along those lines. But if Yingying helps, then all those issues would be Yingying’s and not hers.

“What’s in it for me?” Nangong Beiying thought for a moment before speaking.

“How about 5 kg of peach blossom brew?” Who would’ve realized that Nangong Beiying was a bit of a lush, just a sensible one.

“How do I know you’re not just putting me on?” Nangong Beiying lazily leaned against the back of her chair, looking at Qin Xue.

“Stinky Yingying, when have I ever lied to you? Here, see if this satisfies you.” Qin Xue pulled out a small bottle from her bag and handed it to Nangong Beiying.

Nangong Beiying watched her, a flash of amusement in her eyes. It came and went quickly, not letting Qin Xue realize it. She then accepted the bottle from Qin Xue, opened it, and gave it a sniff. The very next second, her eyes crinkled in a smile.

“Tenfold.” Nangong Beiying held up two fingers indicating ‘ten’ and boldly stated her demand.

“I knew it would turn out like this, deal.” Qin Xue knew Nangong Beiying’s habits. That’s why she started with offering 5 kg, otherwise, if she started off with saying 50 kg, Nangong Beiying might demand 500 kg from her, which of course was not feasible.

“Wait, Xuexue, you agreed so readily, do you have other plans up your sleeve?” Nangong Beiying leaned in towards Qin Xue and asked.

“No, I’m not like you, always trying to put one over on me.” Qin Xue pushed her head away with her hand, turned her head to look at her. She hadn’t seen her for quite a while, so she knew what she liked and since she had it, she just gave her a bit more.

“Okay, I’ll trust you. When it’s time to start, just send someone to give me a heads up. Even if you don’t have any more brew for me, as long as you ask, I’ll help you. You’re my sister after all.” Nangong Beiying straightened up. If she, being an elder sister, couldn’t help her younger sister that would be rather face-losing.

“Sure, for being so upfront, how about I give you a little something extra to cheer you up?” Qin Xue suggested with a grin.