Xiao Miaomiao pulled Cheng Hao's wrist hard, gurgling, and drank half a bowl in one breath, her eyes shining.

"Dad, it's so sweet, so fragrant, and very delicious."

Cheng Hao was stunned for a moment, and a huge joy suddenly surged in his heart.

His wife died of dysfunction when she gave birth to her youngest son. Cheng Hao never married again and only lived with a son and a daughter. This young son was raised by him as both a father and a mother. He was the first to discover that the child had changed a little.

I was sick, and my youngest son always looked a little angry when he spoke. It has been a long time since I was as lively as I have been now.

"If you drink more, drink more, my dad will buy it for you."

Cheng Hao secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and watched his son holding the bamboo tube in his hand and greedily drank all the pear paste and water.

He had to go to work in the afternoon, so Cheng Hao handed over his youngest son, who was so happy that he was shiny in his eyes, and took out all the money he had saved in the past few days and patted him gently.

He has only two children, and every drop of sweat he has paid now is for them. As long as his son likes it, what can he not bear to spend three or five cents?

That afternoon, Cheng Hao ran to Gu Xiang's pear paste water stall and bought two big bowls of pear paste water back with the eyes of those around him, either depressed or as if he was looking at a prodigal son.

After spending six eldest sons, Cheng Hao felt a little painful, but when he turned around, he saw Xiao Miaomiao holding the bamboo tube and approaching her sister and feeding her a bite. The cute smile that he wanted to be the same style appeared on his almost identical faces. Cheng Hao was immediately happy.

It’s just to make money to spend.

The wind was a little cold at night, so Cheng Hao slept at the foot of his younger son's bed. He had to cover him with a quilt at any time, and secondly, he was used to the fact that his younger son coughed violently every night. He had to get up countless times at night to feed water, pat his back, and coax him to bed.

Cheng Hao was planning to start working on farm work as autumn begins, and this year's labor service is over. Should he find some money-making errands to do?

His family has not been very smooth these years. His two children have been sick again and again, and the land has been sold better, but now only one acre and two cents are left. Although he is considered an old hand in serving the crops, the grain produced in this area has been paid for taxes, and the family is not very useful enough...

My body was too tired, and although my mind was always uneasy, Cheng Hao still fell asleep in a drowsy way.

I don't know how long it took, Cheng Hao could hear a giggle in his ear. Something rubbed around his neck. He opened his eyes suddenly and turned around in a daze. His eyes were almost unable to open due to the sunlight.

It was dawning!

Cheng Hao was shocked and reached out to touch his son, and touched his son's furry head in one hand. He looked down and saw his sleepy son lying on his neck, with his butt being exposed. He didn't know what kind of dream he had, and he even made a giggle in his mouth.

In a daze, Cheng Hao sat up straight - Did his son cough last night?

It seems like I only coughed once?

"Miaomiao's disease has been cured!"

Cheng Hao was excited and sweaty in his palms. His son had been sick for so long and it was useless to drink medicine. He was worried that his child would fall into the root of his illness.

At the first moment, Cheng Hao thought of Gu Xiang's pear paste water.

The main reason is that his family's life is very regular. Apart from the pear paste water he added yesterday, he didn't give his son anything else to drink. Of course, it may be that the medicine he drank finally had some effect, but he couldn't give up any hope.

He got up from the bed and told Taozi to guard his younger brother, put the money in his arms and headed straight to the river bank.

Gu Xiang had a stall early.

The villagers now do hard work and must eat solidly. They are more than good at work and are not convenient to eat at home. Gu Xiang prepares some affordable food every morning, which is quite supportive for the diners.

Today, Gu Xiang cooked a pot of corn porridge, served with sesame scones, brushed with sauce in the sesame scones, and put two cucumber strips on them, and wrapped them with lotus leaves commonly found in the village.

If you buy a cake and drink a bowl of porridge, you will have a hot slice of your stomach, which is simply too iron.

When Cheng Hao came, there was a long queue in front of the snack stall. He couldn't wait and shouted loudly behind him: "Three Lady, leave me two bowls of pear paste water. My son's cough has been causing trouble for a long time, and it's still not good. I drank two bowls of pear paste water yesterday and finally recovered!"

Gu Xiang smiled and said, "You don't sell pear paste early in the morning. Does your son cough? Then you should eat pear paste. If you drink water alone, you don't have the effect. I'll get you a can later."

Cheng Hao felt a thump in his heart and said anxiously: "San Niangzi, do you mean pear? Can pear cream cure cough?"

"Natural energy."

Gu Xiang smiled, "I made it according to the prescription, and the effect should not be bad. If the cough is not serious, it will be effective if you drink it with pears and water..."

Cheng Hao was stunned immediately.

Gu Laoshi happened to be doing work nearby. After hearing what Gu Xiang said, he almost stepped on the mud pit. The villagers were stunned for a while and were filled with an uproar.

"San Niangzi, where did you get the secret recipe?"

"Cheng Hao, according to your opinion, this pear cream is very effective?"

Cheng Hao was so excited that he burst into tears: "It works, it works especially." He looked up at Gu Xiang, as if he was looking at a Bodhisattva.

The villagers were a little weird.

The diner who bought the meal at the front sighed: "San Niangzi, you are so generous. You are willing to tell others that such an effective secret recipe."

Gu Xiang: "..."

She squeezed the original memory in her mind, and then she suddenly realized that she regarded drinking pear water to treat coughs as common sense.

In fact, perhaps some nobles and doctors know about some similar dietary therapy prescriptions, but they will never tell others. Ordinary people have no channel to know these things.

Gu Xiang vaguely remembered that it seemed that in her world, it was not until the Qing Dynasty that pear ointment was used to treat coughs that it was introduced from the palace to the people.

Nowadays, pear paste is still a special medicine for the palace, and few people in the people know about it.

Gu Xiang sighed in his heart. It seemed that she had made a fool of herself in the eyes of the villagers, but she would not really care about this little thing.

Since she had been sub-natured, she simply generously and dug out all the remaining pear paste in the jar for Cheng Hao, but she still reminded: "This dietary prescription is effective for cough, but it is only a treatment for cough. If you make Gongzi sick, you must go to see the doctor seriously."

Cheng Hao was so moved that he burst into tears when he heard this.

On that day, he took the pear paste back and gave it to his younger son for his younger son to eat. As a result, his son slept very sweetly at night and did not cough until dawn.

The news spread wildly, and Gu Xiang's pear paste was almost spread as a magical medicine, and it became a shortage of goods for a while. There were endless people coming to queue up to buy it every day.

Gu Xiang made a small profit and found it quite interesting.

However, within two days, a pharmacy in the county launched a pirated pear paste. Gu Laoshi and Jiang's husband felt a little uncomfortable. Jiang was still worried: "It was obviously the prescription of the third lady, but now it's time to use it to make money. Alas, this makes those who have red eye disease know, especially Li Zijun and Wang, who don't know how to mock us."

In fact, Li Zijun and Wang are really concerned about the situation of the Gu family. After knowing the causes and consequences of pear ointment, they are really gloating.

If Gu Xiang knew their ideas, he would be strange. No matter how others imitated them, their Gu family made money and reputation with pear paste. No matter how they did, they would not suffer any loss. Both of them were poor and almost begged for food. How could they be so embarrassed to laugh?

Gu Xiang was not surprised that the imitation appeared so quickly.

But it may not be easy for the pharmacy to make money.
Chapter completed!