Zhao Cheng smiled and waved his hand. "There's no hurry. It seems that you're an impatient person. Please have some tea and rest first."
Yu Bing didn't insist anymore. She had plenty of time today. No matter what they were up to, they had to accept the goods and give them the money!
"Alright, I'm used to being busy. It's rare for me to be free to have a chat over tea."
The few of them chatted for a while more. Zhao Cheng was stalling for time because he wanted to understand Yu Bing's temper by chatting with her so that he could find a breakthrough in the subsequent negotiations. However, the troublesome thing was that he realized that although Yu Bing was young, it was very difficult to find fault with her.
They had been drinking tea for almost an hour, so Zhao Cheng couldn't delay it any longer. Hence, he could only get to the point.
Zhao Cheng asked curiously, "I heard that flour is being rationed now. Is this news true?"