No one in the live broadcast room believed that Ye Qingtang could wake up.

Looking at the piles of comments questioning himself only aroused Ye Qingtang's desire to win.

She looked at Sima Changying with a serious face. In his smile, Ye Qingtang said word for word: "We will go up the mountain to collect medicine the next morning. I will definitely be able to wake up this time!"

"Okay, you will definitely wake up." Sima Changying nodded along with her words, although he didn't know how Ye Qingtang was so stimulated that he wanted to fight over this matter.

But seeing Ye Qingtang's insistence, Sima Changying naturally wouldn't hurt her desire to win. As he spoke, he smoothed the fur of the kitten.

[If Ye Qingtang looked like a pitiful puppy some time ago, now he is like a cat with fried hair, so cute that my heart melts.]

[Everything mommy’s daughter says is right. She can get up if she can! If she can’t get up, it must be the bed’s fault!]

[Yes! Everything Baby Qingtang said is right! 】

Let's just say that this barrage does not need to be so biased towards her. Ye Qingtang looked at those words and felt that his face was as hot as fire.

But the more they behaved like this, the more Ye Qingtang had to prove that she could get up! In order to be able to get up that day, she even got jet-lagged one day in advance.

Seeing Ye Qingtang like this, Sima Changying felt helpless and distressed. After trying to persuade him several times but with no results, he had no choice but to give up.

However, Ye Qingtang worked so hard to prove himself, but on the day when he agreed to get up early and go up the mountain, he slept extremely deeply and could not shake his head.

Seeing this, Sima Changying did not force it. After picking up the medicine list that Ye Qingtang had prepared early in the morning, he went up the mountain to collect the medicine alone.

The familiar scene happened again. After Ye Qingtang woke up, Sima Changying had already prepared breakfast and all the medicinal materials were properly processed.

Ye Qingtang finally realized the fact that he really couldn't get up early, and directly chose to show off: "I will never talk nonsense again!"

Ye Qingtang ate breakfast ferociously and didn't finish it, but Ye Qingtang understood one thing deeply.

There is no need to be stubborn about things you can't do. Just choose to die and lie down earlier. No matter who you are, it is a happy thing.

"I never asked you to get up early, so who is making things difficult for whom?" Sima Changying shook his head helplessly, and then rubbed Ye Qingtang's head.

Seeing that people were happy with the food, they helped Ye Qingtang handle the medicinal materials according to the method he remembered from his memory.

One morning, Ye Qingtang taught Sima Changying a little bit about how to handle the medicinal materials. Then after he had processed the medicinal materials, he mixed them according to the proportion and put them in jars.

"Are these enough? Or do you need me to go to the mountain to collect some medicine tomorrow? Now that I know how to deal with it, I can help you better."

Seeing Ye Qingtang put the things away, Sima Changying walked to her, held her in his arms and asked softly.

Sima Changying specially picked a lot of herbs today. He originally thought that if he got more herbs, Ye Qingtang would no longer have to think about going up the mountain.

But what Sima Changying didn't expect was that with so many medicinal materials, Ye Qingtang only produced ten jars of ointment in the end.

Although this output is already very good, if this thing sells well, ten cans will not be enough. So Sima Changying thought that if Ye Qingtang still needs it, he will go to the mountain to collect all the herbs tomorrow.

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"It doesn't matter." Ye Qingtang shook his head, then turned around and hugged Sima Changying and said softly: "None of us can guarantee that this thing will sell well, so let's put it aside for now."

"And ten cans are enough. I can divide them into small portions and one can can sell more than ten portions. The quantity is enough."

Having said this, Ye Qingtang immediately took out several small porcelain jars that he had ordered from Cao Qingzhi some time ago. They were small enough to hold something the size of a knuckle, and a person suffering from frostbite only needed this amount of medicine.

It's not that Ye Qingtang is stingy, spring is coming soon. When the weather warms up, even if the frostbite doesn't heal, he won't need to continue taking medicine.

Therefore, such a large dose is enough for everyone to finish a course of treatment. After spring comes, Ye Qingtang will not sell this ointment again.

"What a small jar." Sima Changying thought that the jar that the woman used to store lipstick was already the smallest. He didn't expect that Ye Qingtang could make an even smaller jar.

"It took some effort." Ye Qingtang took the jar back and said helplessly: "The Young Master Cao was not willing to help me at first, but I spent some money to get rid of him. I feel sorry for my money."

"There's nothing we can do about it. You need such a big jar, so even if it's more expensive, the money will always be spent."

Sima Changying smiled and shook his head. He knew that customizing such a small item would definitely cost a lot more than ordinary items.

It's just that this is a necessity after all, it's just a little money, and you can always make it back.

"That's right." He nodded clearly. Sima Chang couldn't win more than a sentence or two, so Ye Qingtang stopped worrying.

After packing the ointments separately, Ye Qingtang and Sima Changying went to understand Qing's wishes. She planned to build a food truck to sell spicy hotpot.

This is the simplest snack, and it is very suitable for selling at the door of Xie Qingyi. Even the dining cart required requires a lot of effort.

But again, since it is a necessity, they can accept it even if it costs more money.

After all, if they don't spend the money, how can they make money from this in the future? Ye Qingtang can still distinguish between gains and losses.

"Qingtang, you are finally here. Can you see if this ointment is the same as the one you made? I have smelled this smell from you before, so I bought some specially and wanted to show you the situation."

As soon as Ye Qingtang arrived at Jie Qingyi, he was pulled into the store by Qiao Jieyi with a solemn expression. Then he took out the ointment he bought from outside and put it on the table.

Originally, Qiao Jieyi shouldn't be suspicious about this kind of thing, but the smell of the ointment she smelled was too familiar, so she couldn't help but worry that someone had stolen Ye Qingtang's idea.

It can only be said that Qiao Jieyi was right to worry. After seeing what was on the table, Ye Qingtang's face instantly darkened.
Chapter completed!