Chapter 101 Did you quarrel?
Shang Wan rolled his eyes at him, "Ten taels of silver per box, buy it if you like."
She originally planned to price it at 100 taels, but she felt that there were not that many taken advantage of in the county.
Ten taels is not bad. Compared with the mid-to-high-end wound medicines from standard drug stores, many people can afford them. As long as the wound medicine is effective, and you can build your reputation in the future, you won't have to worry about running out of sales.
"Buy it," Qiao Yu'an said angrily, "Here are three boxes."
Good medicine must be stocked up!
Although Shang Wan has never done business seriously, he also knows that rare things are valuable.
"You think the ancestral secret recipe is Chinese cabbage? Do you know how many precious and hard-to-find medicinal materials need to be added to it? Do you know how difficult it is to make?"
Qiao Yu'an thought about this. Even Lu Chengjing's injuries could be cured, which shows how precious this medicine is.
He reduced the quantity, "Those two boxes?"
"One box." Shang Wan took out the smallest amount. "It was originally prepared for my husband. I happened to have gathered together the medicinal materials and could make a few more boxes, otherwise I wouldn't have a single box."
Qiao Yu'an immediately called A Le to pay the money, fearing that Shang Wan would regret it and not even sell him a box.
Shang Wan collected the money and said to the two of them, "Wait."
Turning around and walking into the wooden shed, Shang Wan opened the wooden box in the corner, took out the ordinary ointment he bought from Yuan Musheng, opened the box, poured spiritual spring water into it, then mixed it, then smoothed the surface, and the elixir was done. .
A box of medicine, which was less than the size of a palm, cost ten taels of silver. Ah Le only felt a pain in his body.
Qiao Yuan frowned, "How many times can I apply this box of medicine?"
I feel like one box is totally not enough.
"I'm not asking you to wipe the wall." Shang Wan said, "Just apply a thin layer on the broken bone, once in the morning and once in the evening."
She handed Qiao Yu'an a small porcelain bottle only as long as her thumb, "Pair it with the potion, drink two drops a day, don't use more, the effect will be doubled."
Is it so magical?
Qiao Yu'an took it, uncorked the bottle and smelled it, wondering: "Why is there no smell?"
Shouldn't the potion have a medicinal smell?
Shang Wan deceived without blinking an eye, "I said it is a secret recipe passed down from ancestors, so it is naturally different from ordinary potions."
Qiao Yu'an accepted this statement and asked A Le to put the ointment and the small porcelain bottle together so as not to lose them.
Ah Le would do it even if he didn't ask him to.
Not long after, the smell of food wafted from the stove. Shang Wan asked Master He Sizhi and his apprentice to take a rest and continue working after eating.
He Sizhi was thinking about his son. He only sat there for a short while and then got up to look for his son.
Gao Yan and Ma Jieyong had nothing to do. They heard that many families were building houses in the village, so they followed them with the idea that they might be able to get some work.
After Yuanyuan was full from sleep, Qiao Yu'an went to tease her, but the little guy peed all over her body, and her face immediately turned green.
"Su!" Yuanyuan blinked at him with her big eyes, her two little fleshy hands were put together, looking cute and cute.
Qiao Yuan's anger subsided, and she rubbed her little head helplessly, "Yuanyuan, how many times has this happened? Can't you tell me first?"
"How fat?"
Yuanyuan lowered her little head and counted with her fingers seriously, "One, four, Ba..."
I counted it three times in total, and each time it was different.
The little guy blinked, then simply spread his fingers and held the two chubby flowers in front of Qiao Yu'an.
It means having two hands so many times.
Qiao Yuan: "..."
Why would he expect a Milkman who was just over a year old to be able to count?
Shang Wan casually gave Qiao Yuan a set of clothes that Lu Chengjing didn't often wear and asked him to change in the shed.
Qiao Yu'an and Lu Chengjing are about the same height, except that Lu Chengjing is thinner.
Qiao Yu'an changed her clothes and came out, looking down at her waist that fit just right. Fortunately, he had lost all the fat he had gained over his years, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wear it anymore.
"Su!" Yuanyuan rode over to Xiao Hui and handed him the little turtle on her head.
Qiao Yu was relieved, "You want to give the turtle to me?" "No!" Yuanyuan was so frightened that she immediately held the little turtle in her arms, her big eyes widened, and directed Xiao Hui to move back.
"Hey, don't run away. Uncle is teasing you. I won't fight for the turtle with you." Qiao Yu'an pointed at Xiao Hui and said, "How about giving it to me?"
Yuanyuan:! ! !
Guigui can’t do it, and neither can Xiaohui!
The little guy kept shaking his head until he was dizzy, and his eyes were full of circles.
Qiao Yuan laughed so hard that she never thought teasing children was so interesting before.
"Yuanyuan, give me this wolf, and then ask your mother to go catch another one in the mountains. As long as you agree, how about I treat you to some goat's milk?"
Yuanyuan refused with a stern face, "Bu!"
"Let's discuss it again." Qiao Yu'an was like a big bad wolf coaxing the little white rabbit, "In addition to the goat's milk, how about I treat you to your favorite candy?"
The little kid Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out a fat finger and said, "One fat!"
You can let Xiao Hui play with his uncle for a while.
Qiao Yu'an actually understood, shook her head and said: "No, I will suffer a lot if I only play for a while."
Yuanyuan frowned her little eyebrows, thought seriously for a moment with a stern face, then picked at it and added a finger.
Only two for a while, no more!
While the uncle and nephew were bargaining over Xiao Hui's playtime, Lu Chengjing finished the accounts, closed his eyes to rest, and twirled his slightly sore wrist.
After tidying up the things on the small table, he turned his wheelchair in the direction of Shang Wan.
Shang Wan was building a long table for dinner. The small table at home was not enough, so he had to build it out of wooden boards and use bricks to support the bottom.
Lu Chengjing watched quietly from the side, his eyes following Shang Wan's figure. Shang Wan didn't see him talking to him for a long time, so he took the initiative to call: "Madam."
"Is something wrong?" Shang Wan turned to look at him and then back again, placing his hand on the table to see if it was stable.
Lu Chengjing said slowly: "I promise to do the accounting for Yu'an, and I will pay you four taels of silver every month."
Shang Wan: "Oh."
Lu Chengjing: "This batch of herbs can be sold in drug stores after two more days of drying."
Shang Wan: "Well, in two days when I go to the brick kiln to pull bricks, I will take it to the drug store."
Lu Chengjing: "Today's medicine is gone. I'll go to Yuan's house to get it after dinner."
Shang Wan: "Okay."
Lu Chengjing: "..."
No matter how dull he is, he still realizes that something is wrong with Shang Wan, let alone he is not dull.
He pursed his lips and asked softly: "Do you have anything to ask me?"
"No." Shang Wan threw the rag used to clean the table back into the small bucket and took it to the well to change the water.
"Did you quarrel?" Qiao Yu'an came over with Yuanyuan in her arms and put the little guy on Lu Chengjing's lap.
Yuanyuan raised her little head to look at her father.
Lu Chengjing raised his hand and pinched his daughter's cheek, lowered his eyes to hide the dark color under his eyes, and said softly: "No."
Qiao Yu'an didn't believe it, but he understood his friend's temperament and couldn't get anything out even if he kept asking.
He decided to observe for himself.
It's a pity that I haven't found any useful gossip even after I left. I feel quite regretful.
At night, the moon and stars were sparse, and a few insects chirped from the grass.
In the compartment of the wooden shed, Shang Wan blew out the oil lamp, and the compartment suddenly fell into darkness. Only the shallow breathing of the two people could be heard.
(End of chapter)