That night, Mingzhu made dinner and sent Jiang Duo to the hospital.

The old man still didn't wake up and could only feed him some porridge.

Fortunately, Mingzhu's porridge is cooked with spiritual spring water, and every sip is a great tonic for the body.

The next morning, Mingzhu rarely got up early with Jiang Duo.

It was Friday, and she not only had to deliver the original solution to Nanshi, but also stocked up for Kang Jingzhi.

Less than half an hour after the eldest brother of the Niu family left with the goods, Kang Jingzhi came over with the driver and two workers.

Mingzhu directed the two workers into the studio and brought out the remaining large bucket of liquid.

In front of Kang Jingzhi, she opened the lid, took a small spoonful of the white milky substance with a clean spoon, and put it into her mouth.

Kang Jingzhi frowned: "Are you sure this thing has no effect on the body?"

Mingzhu shrugged calmly: "Of course, if you don't believe me, try it yourself."

Kang Jingzhi naturally couldn't taste it: "Forget it, I can't tolerate this, but aren't there two products? This should just be a medicinal cream."

Mingzhu nodded: "Medicinal patches require a large amount of silk mask patches and a good packaging. You should prepare both of these things first. We will only make medicinal creams here in Beijing for the time being. If the product enters the supply and marketing cooperative, No one knows how to sell, so I can ask the person in charge in Nancheng to call your people and tell them the sales method to win the market in the first place."

"No problem," Kang Jingzhi waved his hand and asked someone to carry the things onto the pickup truck.

Mingzhu stopped the driver as if she thought of something: "Wait a minute."

She greeted in the direction of the toilet in the yard: "Sister-in-law, are you ready?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Niu's sister-in-law, who was going to the toilet inside, came out of the courtyard and said, "Okay, okay."

Mingzhu looked at Kang Jingzhi calmly: "The product is given to you, and the quantity in each box must be fixed. Jiang Duo weighed this barrel for me, and it can produce exactly [-] bottles. If you only put one in it, Hundreds of bottles, who gets the loss? So I have to arrange for someone I trust to count."

When Brother Niu was about to leave just now, Mingzhu made special inquiries and confirmed that Sister Niu's sister-in-law had fried the melon seeds to be sold today last night.

He asked Brother Niu to run an errand and invite the Niu family's sister-in-law over to help him count.

When Niu's sister-in-law heard about the job, she didn't put any effort into it. Mingzhu also gave her one yuan a day, so she immediately agreed. As long as there was work to do, she would help count during the day and fry melon seeds at night.

The smile on Kang Jingzhi's face disappeared: "You can't trust me so much?"

Mingzhu actually smiled: "Brothers settle accounts clearly. This is the attitude you should have in doing business. I can only accept a loss assessment within three bottles, not more. If you think this request is too much, you can cancel the cooperation."

Kang Jingzhi side-eyed and smiled helplessly: "Little girl, you really know how to negotiate and figure out other people's bottom lines. Okay, this matter is up to you. Let your people follow the truck I brought."

Mingzhu glanced at Niu's sister-in-law, who immediately got into the car with the people moving the goods.

Kang Jingzhi and his driver were the only ones left at the door.

The driver took out a box from the car and handed it to Kang Jingzhi.

Kang Jingzhi opened it and took out the tea cup.

Mingzhu understood the meaning immediately.

She turned back to the south seat, took out the teapot, and poured a cup for Kang Jingzhi.

The driver gave the money as usual.

Mingzhu took the money and was about to say goodbye to Kang Jingzhi when she heard Kang Jingzhi ask: "You really can't sell me your secret recipe?"

Mingzhu glanced at him, "Of course not!"

After that, he closed the door and saw off the guests.

Kang Jingzhi:...

The bones are pretty hard to chew.

But don't rush, take your time, he is bored anyway and has plenty of time to waste with her.

Mingzhu went home to cook.

Qiao Bin came by himself at noon. Jiang Duo was in a meeting. Before he finished his work, he arranged for Qiao Bin to run errands and deliver meals to the hospital.

Mingzhu was bored, so she came to the hospital with Qiao Bin.

Two guards have been arranged to stand guard in the ward. When Mingzhu walked to the door, she heard Jiang Sui's resentful voice coming from inside: "Oh, grandpa, you can't talk nonsense about immortality."

Mingzhu's eyebrows lit up, and she opened the door and went in. She saw Fang Shuyu, brother and sister Jiang Qi and Jiang Sui standing beside the bed, and the old man on the bed had already opened his eyes.

She came to the end of the bed in surprise, with joy in her voice: "Grandpa, you finally woke up."

When the old man saw Mingzhu, his voice was weak, but his eyebrows were kind: "Zhuzhu, why did you come here with such a big belly? Grandpa is so sorry."

Mingzhu came to Fang Shuyu and looked at the old man's crooked smile: "If you can't get over it, get well quickly. Don't you like to eat the food I cook? When you get well, I will make delicious food for you every day." , I raised you until you were white and fat."

Fang Shuyu took the lunch box from Mingzhu's hand and said to the old man: "When you were in coma, you ate the porridge cooked by your grandson's wife. Be happy."

The old man wanted to nod, but couldn't move. He could only blink and said weakly: "I'm happy, but I don't know if I, an old man, will be lucky enough to live long enough to leave here."

Jiang Sui felt upset after hearing this: "Grandpa, you are talking nonsense again."

Mingzhu nodded in agreement from the opposite side: "That's right, old man, your three little great-grandchildren are still waiting for you to take care of them. Don't pretend to be sick."

The old man was in a good mood being teased by the two little girls.

Fang Shuyu opened the lunch box with a smile, and the fragrant smell of chicken soup instantly filled the entire room.

Everyone in the room swallowed, and Fang Shuyu said: "Xiao Qi, come here, help your grandpa shake the bed, and I will feed your grandpa soup."

Jiang Qi immediately shook the old man's bed a little, and then took the soup from Fang Shuyu's hand: "Second Aunt, let me do it."

Fang Shuyu didn't argue and let Jiang Qi feed him.

Jiang Sui came to Mingzhu and murmured in a low voice: "It's really terrible. The smell of your chicken soup has made me greedy, and I want to eat at your house again."

"Don't just think about it, come tonight. There are more than half of the chickens left in the kitchen," she said, looking at Jiang Qi: "Cousin, you can also come to my house for dinner tonight."

Jiang Qi didn't refuse: "Okay, then it's my brothers and sisters' fault."

"What's the hard work? It's all ready-made."

The old man took a few sips of the soup and felt extremely comfortable all over. Even the wound on his head no longer hurt so much.

He asked: "Zhuzhu, why is your soup different from other people's? After drinking it, my whole body feels very comfortable."

Mingzhu tilted her head and smiled: "I added some medicinal materials to the soup for you. It will be of great benefit to your body. You must drink more."

"Okay," but the old man was still suspicious: "Zhuzhu, what kind of medicine did you add? It not only refreshes you, but also relieves pain. I have never seen such a powerful medicine in my more than seventy years of life."

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