Song Chen's hand that just picked up the chopsticks paused, "Brother, are you okay?"
What is all this? When did he become so old-fashioned? Could it be possible that something could happen if she and Cang Xiuxuan ate at the same table?
"I'm fine, just be obedient." Song He urged her.
"People's words are scary, and I'm also afraid that if someone sees me, some bad rumors will spread."
This man seems to have an extraordinary bearing. He is definitely not a child of an ordinary family. Although he has intentions for his sister at the moment, he must be just a novelty. If there are really any bad rumors about his sister, he is
Absolutely not responsible.
By then, his sister's reputation would be completely ruined, and he would never let such a thing happen.
Bad rumors?
Cang Xiuxuan raised his head and glanced at Song Chen. The girl who was almost thirteen years old was really a little bean sprout.
But if there are true rumors, will this girl have to rely on him in the future?
Seems pretty good.
"No need to leave, let's eat together."
Cang Xiuxuan had already twisted his chopsticks while he was talking, and glanced at Song He casually, but he didn't expect that the peasant boy's mind was moving quite quickly.
Those words he just said were clearly reminding him that Song Chen was still young.
He was also telling him in a subtle way not to provoke Song Chen, and wanted him to retreat in spite of the difficulties through rumors.
There is so much to think about.
However, is Song He really thinking too much?
I believe that before long, Cang Xiuxuan will know whether Song He thinks too much or he is not aware of it himself.
He took a bite of the dish that Song Chen had just brought to the table and put it in his mouth. His taste buds seemed to be stimulated, driving him to take another bite.
Cang Xiuxuan obeyed his taste buds and took another piece of the dish in front of him and put it into his mouth.
It was just a plate of vegetables, but he tasted many strange but wonderful flavors.
Taking a drink from the cup also made of bamboo, Cang Xiuxuan took a bite of another dish.
This was the first time he had tasted the combination of chili peppers and eggs. He had never known that something as pungent as chili peppers could have such a wonderful taste.
Unknowingly, half of the food in front of him was gone, and he also finished the big steamed bun.
Of course, I also drank a large glass of water.
Song Chen's eyes smiled at his unknowing compliments.
The greatest sense of accomplishment a cook can gain comes from the dishes he or she has made with care and being recognized by diners.
The only way diners can recognize it is with one word.
eat!
“The craftsmanship is good.”
Feeling extremely satisfied after eating, Cang Xiuxuan even gave Song Chen a compliment.
"How do you know it was me?" Song Chen was slightly surprised.
Cang Xiuxuan glanced at her, "You and I are sitting at the same small table. Isn't the fact that you are covered in the smell of oil smoke the best proof?"
Song Chen lowered his head and smelled it, and it was really true.
She forgot that there is no range hood here.
"You've given me gifts and eaten. Isn't it time to leave?" Song Chen disliked the fumes all over his body and issued an eviction order without ceremony.
Cang Xiuxuan almost guessed why she was frowning at this moment. He pulled up his sleeves and put his wrists on his knees, "I'm here, you can help me check my pulse."
Song Chen didn't refuse. That was what she planned to do when she went to Huichun Hall today, but she didn't see Shopkeeper Cui.
Stretching out two fingers, Song Chen pinched his wrist, closing his eyes and carefully feeling his pulse.
The recovery was faster than she expected. She didn't know whether it was because of his good physical condition or the powerful effect of her spring water.
"You can stop taking the prescription I gave you before. You don't need to take it anymore."
"So good."
This is good news for Cang Xiuxuan. He was able to insist on drinking the prescription for so many days because he used his best patience.
It was so painful that there was no need for insect repellent powder around his house, and no insects or ants came near.
There are still two days left before the time she said before.
Not bad, really good.
"I will be away for a while. If you need anything, you can go to Shopkeeper Cui of Hui Chun Hall. Usually he can help. You are not familiar with other people, so be careful."
Since this trip, Cang Xiuxuan is in a very good mood.
Before leaving, he reminded Song Chen, "And when I come back, if you want to find me, you don't have to go to the Huichun Hall, just go to my house. Do you still remember how to get there?"
Song Chen listened to his words one after another, "Why do I feel that you came here today not to thank me at all?"
Cang Xiuxuan's expression froze, "Why do you say that?"
"Did you know that I went to the Huichun Hall? So you came here specifically to check my pulse?" Song Chen felt that this must be the case, otherwise why did he not come earlier and later, and chose today to come here.
"Haha, if you think so, you are right." What Song Chen said made Cang Xiuxuan laugh loudly, wave his hand and get on the carriage.
Song Chen looked at the ruts left by the carriage and the yellow dust in the sky, and thought about what he said again.
She seemed to be able to accept the gifts he sent over with peace of mind, and she also had no intention of returning the one hundred taels of silver, she wanted to spend it.
It's time to be short of money.
Of course, another important reason for her to make such a decision was Cang Xiuxuan's arrival today. Since he came in and brought so many things, if she exchanged the money back, he would not do it anyway.
It will be collected.
If things get unpleasant again then, her previous plan of blaming everything on him will be in vain, and the gains outweigh the losses.
After Cang Xiuxuan left, the Song family all sat together. Song Dashan, Song Wang and Song He sat on one side, and Song Chen sat on the other side.
Seeing this posture, Song Chen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "Father, mother, brother, are you going to interrogate the prisoner?"
Mrs. Song Wang glared at her angrily at her naughty words, "You kid, you are getting more and more out of character. Mom asks you, why didn't you tell your family about such a big thing before?"
Their daughter knew medical skills, and all the people who treated her came to their home to thank her, and they didn't know until then.
Song Chen knew that there would be such a scene, and silently scolded Cang Xiuxuan again, "Your uncle is coming, why don't you say hello in advance?"
"It was an accident that I saved him. I met him in the town that day when he was suffering from an old illness and was in danger. I didn't have time to think, so I had to save him first."
Anyway, Cang Xiuxuan was making it up before, so Song Chen simply followed what he made up, and his parents would not ask Cang Xiuxuan.
Song Dashan and the others were all honest and kind-hearted people. When they heard Song Chen say this, they immediately stopped blaming him, but they remembered another thing.
"He said that the gifts he sent before were also given by others. What's going on? Didn't it mean that the nobles in the town just wanted to thank you for selling them the medicinal materials they wanted?"
"Well, that's it. He is from the Huichun Hall. I only found out after I saved him later. He probably came here in person this time just to express his gratitude in person for two things."
Song Chen still told lies with his eyes open.
She knew Cang Xiuxuan earlier than she knew her parents now, but can she tell?
But even if it was made up, she and Cang Xiuxuan made it up together, and Song Dashan and the others believed it.
The next day, when people in the village came to work at Song Chen's house again, the news that Song Chen's house had received gifts yesterday quickly spread throughout the construction site.
Zhuang Bosong also heard it, but at this time he didn't know that the person who came yesterday was his master, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable for a while.
The foundations have all been laid, and a lot of bricks have been placed in the ground alone. Song Chen felt nothing, and Song Dashan felt very distressed.
The materials on the construction site were somewhat insufficient, and Zhuang Bosong had already contacted people to send more. Song Chen went to town early in the morning to see how the cooperation with Liuweizhai went on the first day.
The twenty cans that shopkeeper Zhong told her yesterday had been left with shopkeeper Zheng before she came back yesterday.
When she arrived at Shopkeeper Zheng, the waiter from Shopkeeper Zhong came over to pick up the goods. Twenty jars of passion fruit jam were carefully packed and sent to Liuweizhai.
Shopkeeper Zheng had a full twenty taels of silver in his purse.
The two of them walked into the store. Shopkeeper Zheng handed the silver to Song Chen. Song Chen took out two taels of silver and gave it to him, while he kept the rest.
"The quantity they want will probably increase tomorrow, but we still only have twenty cans for him."
"Well, you said this fruit is not easy to come by. It would be nice to have twenty cans." Shopkeeper Zheng expressed his understanding.
Song Chen shook his head, "That's not the case, but if I give him as much as he wants, wouldn't it seem less valuable? Our cooperation is only for one year, and we will customize the cooperation method next year. I can't
Overfeed him."
Over at Liuweizhai, shopkeeper Zhong is also a good businessman. After the passion jam was brought to the store, he first hung up a sign and went out, and then asked the waiter to get some passion jam and soak it in a large pot of warm water.
Anyone who enters the store can have a free drink.
He also learned this idea from Song Chen. When she came to the store with passion fruit jam on the first day, she used this method to attract the attention of customers.
As he expected, everyone who had drunk it would ask about it after entering the store, but in the end they gave up because of the price.
The store opened at the beginning of Chenshi, but it was close to noon and not a single can was sold.
The previous enthusiasm was almost extinguished.
"Shopkeeper, have we set the price too high?"
One, two or three cans, who would be willing to give up such a can that is as big as a palm?
Shopkeeper Zhong stared at the passion fruit jam for a long time, then slapped his thigh for the last time and said, "Raise the price! One, two or five is the best price!"
The clerk in the store hurriedly persuaded him, "Shopkeeper, are you okay? If you can't sell one, two or three, you still raise the price. If you lose it by then, this is twenty taels of silver."
Shopkeeper Zhong waved his hand, "This thing will never fall into your hands!"