Leng Zhengsheng was not very happy that Zhu Qingqing might be pregnant. The main reason was that the revenge that had been bothering him might die with the arrival of the child.

Zhu Qingqing keenly noticed Leng Chongsheng's demeanor and asked him nervously, "Ms. sir, are you unhappy?"

Leng Shengsheng struggled to smile. He had been looking forward to having a child since he didn't have one. Now that he might have one, his expectations were false. Why are people so contradictory?

"How could uncle be unhappy? He doesn't know how to express it!" Leng Yingchun pushed Zhu Qingqing out, "Let's go and take a look!"

Zhu Qingqing did not refuse, and followed Leng Yingchun to the attic. Yan Zipiao held her face in her hands and looked at Feng Bei'er sadly. Feng Bei'er squinted at him with a look of disdain.

"Master, little master, what are you doing?" Leng Yingchun came over.

Zhu Qingqing dodges, if she doesn't have children, how should she accept the feeling of loss?

"Yingchun, look at you, you are so right, I have sores on my mouth and tongue!" The swallow opened its mouth, and white dots could be seen everywhere.

Leng Yingchun took a breath, how painful it was, and patted Yan Zipiao's hand.

"Little Master, you are so hot. I told you not to eat so many fried loaches. You are fine now. You must have gone too far."

Yan Zipiao looked at her sadly, turned around and grabbed Feng Bei'er's hand, "Bei'er, you won't be so cruel to watch me continue to hurt. Give me two injections quickly and let me hurry up. I

It hurts to drink water now.”

"I won't give you any treatment. The pain will heal naturally after seven days!" Feng Beier pushed Yan Zipiao away, "In the Spring Festival, have you memorized all the medicinal materials that Tea Tree Village asked you to memorize?"

"Ah? Haha, Master, I was so busy catching loaches that I didn't have time to remember it!" Leng Yingchun felt quite embarrassed. How can you get more money by memorizing medicinal materials than by catching loaches?

"You promised me to take it seriously, why are you lazy again?" Feng Bei'er was very disappointed, "I gave you a mission, so you should study hard.              Update without error@"

"I know, I know!" Leng Yingchun agreed sincerely, and went over to bring Zhu Qingqing over, "Little master, get out of the way. Master, please see how my aunt is doing."

"I'm so happy, it won't be more than three months!" Feng Beier didn't even raise her head.

"Really?" Zhu Qingqing was ecstatic.

"You don't even have a pulse!" Leng Yingchun felt that Feng Bei'er was just perfunctory.

Feng Bei'er stood up, grabbed Zhu Qingqing's right wrist, pointed at the slight bulge where the blood veins were, "Happy pulse!"

"That's all? I have one too!" Leng Yingchun raised his hand and looked at his own, which was very flat.

"This is the pulse unique to pregnant women. After a while, it will slowly emerge, as round and beautiful as a small bead." Feng Beier said and took Leng Yingchun to the room and took pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

, various forms of Ximai were formed on it, "If you don't believe it, just wait and see."

Leng Yingchun looked at the Ximai pulses in different periods and lamented that medicine is really broad, and there are corresponding nouns for every form.

"Go back. Mainly rest. After three months, the fetal image has stabilized and then you can do something appropriate." Feng Beier explained.

"Can I still work if I'm pregnant? Of course I have to rest at home. Two masters, I'm sending my aunt back to rest." Leng Yingchun didn't want to stay any longer.

"Go ahead and ask Xiaoxiao to come tomorrow night. I have prepared a hundred poisonous water. After you soak it once a day, you will be immune to all poisons." Feng Beier has not been idle these days, digging for medicinal materials.

"Bei'er, you really let them soak in poison? Hiss~ aren't you afraid that they will die from poisoning?" Yan Zipiao somewhat understood Feng Bei'er's method.

He was once treated as a white mouse by Shen Wanwan and soaked in the so-called Hundred Poison Decoctions. His skin was immediately ulcerated and poisoned. Fortunately, Shen Wanwan had stored up a universal antidote from the world, which allowed him to survive.

"The poison I prepared naturally has an antidote. If you take it in advance, the poison will not harm your body." Feng Beier rolled her eyes, and no one could question her approach.

"Okay, I'll let Xiaoxiao come." Leng Yingchun also wanted to be immune to all poisons.

"These medicine packets are for your uncle. His throat has been hoarse due to the poison. He will never recover again and his voice will be very hoarse!" Feng Beier threw ten packets of wrapped medicine to Leng Yingchun and waved at them. He waved his hand, took a bottle of medicinal powder and sprinkled it into Yan Zipiao's mouth, "Baihuo, you'll be fine tomorrow."

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Yan Zipiao was very happy. She didn't care about the pain at the corner of her mouth. She held her face and smiled in front of Feng Bei'er, "Bei'er, I knew you wouldn't be so cruel."

Leng Yingchun got goosebumps as she listened. Su Jingxian naturally flashed in her mind. She didn't know where he was or what he was doing at the moment.

When they returned home, Qin Xiaoxiao and Leng Yinghuan came over to ask how the situation was going. Leng Zhengsheng held his hands tightly, very nervous.

"Of course there is a little life!" Leng Yingchun ordered them under Zhu Qingqing's smile, "From now on, Auntie can't do anything. We have to share everything."

"Don't be too nervous. I saw many people acting like they were pregnant." Zhu Qingqing felt embarrassed.

"Others are others, our family is our family, that's it!" Leng Yingchun helped Zhu Qingqing to Leng Zhengsheng, "Uncle, you will have a child soon, are you happy?"

Leng Zhengsheng gestured with his hands to express his happiness.

"These medicines are given to you by Master. Just take them. They will be good for your health." Leng Yingchun didn't know whether the medicine pack was really effective.

Leng Shengsheng took the medicine package and felt confused.

"I'm going to change the water for the loach!" Leng Yingchun jumped to the side.

, the loach was clean, and Leng Yingchun fried the loach and dried it in the sun.

After another two days, the loach was half dry and chewy, and the heat had dissipated a lot. Leng Yingchun decided to take it to set up a stall near the brothel.

"Yingchun, are you okay? Do you really want to go near a brothel?" Qin Xiaoxiao thought more and more, "I won't go!"

"I'll go with Huanhuan!" Leng Yingchun didn't insist.

She put the loaches into a basket and went to Lucheng with Leng Yinghuan, and found that there was a brothel not far from Yuelai Building.

They didn't want to set up a stall anymore, so they opened the Yuelai Building, laid wooden boards on the first floor, put fried loaches on it, and made trumpets to shout outside.

"Take a walk and take a look, fried loaches, women will be glowing after eating them, and men will have kidneys and waists after eating them." After Leng Yingchun shouted, he felt that the business path was open.

Men flocked to her, no matter what Leng Yingchun said was right or not, as long as it was good for their health, they would try it.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time, there's everything!" Leng Yingchun scooped up fried loach for them and asked Leng Yinghuan to collect the money.

The halo of dusk came up very early, and Leng Yingchun, draped in glowing light, sold half a catty of fried loach and then collapsed on the ground.@*~~

Doing business is really tiring, and there is no guarantee that there will be business every day.

Leng Yinghuan counted over and over again, then she leaned into Leng Yingchun's ear and said, "There are one thousand taels of silver!"

"It's great to have so many. We have capital turnover again!" Leng Yingchun was very moved. It seemed like it was right to come here to sell loaches.

When they were about to go back, a pair of familiar shoes appeared in front of them. She raised her head and said, "Mr. Zheng?"

"Little sister, we meet again, what are you doing?" Zheng Guangyang asked gently.

"Selling fried loach!" Leng Yingchun shook, and the leftover loach came out. She took it to Zheng Guangyang, "Try it!"

Zheng Guangyang took it and tasted it gently, "Well, it's half dry but not dry, the taste is just right!"

Leng Yingchun picked up the remaining pieces in a cloth and placed them in front of Zheng Guangyang, "It's the last bit and I'll give it to you!"

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey. Thank you little sister!" Zheng Guangyang was not polite.

"You're welcome, it's not an expensive thing!" Leng Yingchun smiled slightly, "Okay, we are going home. See you when you have time."

Zheng Guangyang felt that the time was just right, so he took the initiative to invite him, "How about we sit aside and talk about the food issue?"

Leng Yingchun thought of what his master had mentioned about Zheng Guangyang and had a good impression of him, "Why not?"

"Little sister, please!" Zheng Guangyang pointed forward politely.

Leng Yingchun was not polite and walked forward, followed by Leng Yinghuan.

When they arrived at the quiet house nearby, Zheng Guangyang opened the door and invited them to sit down in front of the stone table.

"I heard that little sister can control half of the food by herself. I wonder what the ration you sell is?" Zheng Guangyang asked straight to the point.

"What, you want to buy it all?

?" Leng Yingchun folded her arms and looked at Zheng Guangyang quietly, thinking, don't be arrogant. If you add space food, I'm afraid you won't have that much money.

"If little sister can trust me, then I want to buy them all. This will save you the time and energy of selling to other people. Moreover, the price I give you is definitely the highest among many grain merchants.

But the price I sell to the people will not be higher than others."

Zheng Guangyang revealed his attitude at once. He could see that Leng Yingchun did not have the smell of a businessman and was easy to fool.

"When I was harvesting the rice, I told the grain merchants and the people that when the master delivers the grain to me, I will open the second floor of Yuelai Building to sell grain, so you still need to queue up."

Although Leng Yingchun has a good impression of Zheng Guangyang, it is impossible to completely cooperate with him before fully understanding him.

Zheng Guangyang was a little frustrated. After talking about so many business deals, this was the first time he met an unsophisticated person, who was still a little girl.

"No matter what, we have known each other for a long time, and I have to make sure you enjoy this meal!" Zheng Guangyang put aside his thoughts and called the waiter over, letting Leng Yingchun order.

Leng Yingchun ordered the cheapest fried rice, and Leng Yinghuan ordered the same thing as her.

Zheng Guangyang knew from Leng Yinghuan's demeanor that his feelings for Leng Yingchun were different, but he saw through it without telling him.

"How can you eat fried rice? Waiter, serve all the signature dishes in your store!"

"Wait!" Leng Yingchun refused, "Mr. Zheng, we don't have much to eat, so we don't need to order too much to avoid wasting it."

Only then did Zheng Guangyang think of Leng Yingchun, who had fled a refugee camp and had a particularly hard time. He understood her frugality and allowed the waiter to skip the signature dishes and give him a portion of fried rice.

The waiter looked at Leng Yingchun sadly, little girl, can you just eat? Why do you want to talk?

When three portions of fried rice were served, Leng Yinghuan took a look and saw that the yellow and sticky stuff was not fried rice, so he asked the waiter, "What kind of rice are you doing?"

"Sir, I'm really sorry. We don't have much food in the store, so I had to throw away this rice before, but I didn't want to throw it out because of the famine." The waiter said truthfully.

Leng Yingchun smelled it, and it didn't taste good at all. She understood why the price of fried rice was so low, so she thought she could get something good.

"Sir, would you like to order other meals? We have roast mutton..."

"Is it cooked?" Leng Yingchun asked back, he had already spent his time eating grass roots, so what's so scary about this little bit of moldy rice?

"Guest, you can rest assured that the food in our store is cooked over high fire and is absolutely cooked." The waiter confirmed.

"Okay, I don't have anything to do for you, go and get busy!" Leng Yingchun ate the moldy fried rice without changing her expression. Although it smelled quite unpleasant, she could still swallow it.

Leng Yinghuan watched Leng Yingchun eating the noodles without changing his expression, so he took the initiative to take a bite and taste it. He suddenly found it difficult to swallow, vomited it aside, and said he would not eat anymore.

Zheng Guangyang took a bite and tasted it expressionlessly.

At the age of thirteen, he began to learn business from his father, traveling all over the country, often dining out and sleeping outdoors.

Sometimes all the dry food is gone, and those who have no way to go to the village or store can only eat grass roots and tree roots in the woods to satisfy their hunger. It can be said that they have gone through difficult times, so they will cherish the food even if it is unpalatable.
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