A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

In the courtyard, Song Qinghan said to Wu Dahu speechlessly: "What kind of rotten peach blossoms are you recruiting? If you can attract such a person, it will be bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Wu Dahu heard the words, and said helplessly: "I don't know why there are so many marriageable men in their village, but why they just focus on me, a man who is married to his husband."

Fortunately, Wu Dahu's performance today was not bad, so Song Qinghan didn't feel jealous, he just said: "Next time they come, don't open the door."

When he realized that what he said was similar to what Wu Dahu told him not to open the door to Lin Dafu, he suddenly smiled.

Before, he thought that Wu Dahu was too lenient, but now, if he didn't care, why would he care about those trivial matters?

This farce ended for the time being, and the two of them finished processing the remaining onions, ginger, and garlic. Seeing that it was getting dark, they finished their dinner early and went to bed.

When sleeping, Wu Dahu put Song Qinghan's foot into his arms like the previous two days, and pressed it for him.

Song Qinghan got up late in the afternoon, so he missed the sentence about the dowry to Tiange. At this moment, he suddenly remembered, and asked curiously: "What kind of dowry did they prepare? If you don't marry him, you will lose money." look."

Wu Dahu's massaging hands paused, and he said vaguely, "Shops, fields and so on."

"Shop?" Song Qinghan repeated, thought for a while, and then asked: "Is it a shop in the town? How much is it worth?"

Wu Dahu saw that he was not unhappy, but just purely curious, so he explained: "The shops in the town also depend on the location, like the shops in the most prosperous areas, you can buy at least 500 taels of silver. Shop, about 300 taels of silver is enough."

Song Qinghan nodded clearly, and continued to ask: "What about the fields? How much did they prepare?"

"Thirty acres of fertile land." Wu Dahu seemed to understand what Song Qinghan was curious about, paused, and continued: "It's probably worth more than 300 taels of silver."

Song Qinghan let out an "oh", kicked him lightly, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Wu Dahu didn't hesitate much, and replied directly: "There are still 500 taels of silver."

300 taels of silver, 300 taels of silver, and 500 taels of silver add up to... one thousand and 100 taels of silver!

Song Qinghan took a deep breath, Wu Dahu thought he had pressed it too hard, so he quickly rubbed it for him and asked, "Are you all right?"

"You are worth 100 taels of silver! How expensive!"

Song Qinghan sighed authentically, and couldn't help showing jealousy in his voice.

Wu Dahu smiled wryly and said: "This is their measure, but I think I am priceless."

Song Qinghan paused, as if he realized that his words had hurt Wu Dahu, coughed dryly, and comforted him: "Yes, in my heart, you are also priceless, as long as you are around, 1000 taels of silver can be anything, and sooner or later you will earn money." arrive!"

His words swept away all the depression accumulated in Wu Dahu's heart for a day, Wu Dahu pressed his feet into his arms, and said with a light smile: "Well, I will make money, go to sleep, tomorrow I have to enter the town .”

Song Qinghan nodded obediently, but after closing his eyes, he still couldn't help thinking about it.

More than 1000 taels of silver is not a small amount, even the village chief probably gritted his teeth and took it out. It seems that "Ruhua" really likes Wu Dahu so much.

Thinking of the harsh words that "Ruhua" said to him today, Song Qinghan couldn't help touching his face.

In fact, he was also very curious, if Wu Dahu didn't have this face, would Wu Dahu treat him as well as he does now?

But curiosity is curiosity, he has no intention of experimenting himself, as long as he is human, he still has aesthetics, and it is natural to like beautiful things, just like he covets Wu Dahu's abs.

If Wu Dahu's stomach is not a six-pack abs, but a large piece of fat...

Song Qinghan paused, and found that he still didn't find it annoying, but felt that it would be very comfortable to sleep on.

He couldn't figure out what this was, and he didn't want to figure it out, so he stretched out his hand decisively to cover his head with the quilt, and fell asleep soundly.

After Wu Dahu heard Song Qinghan's breathing became even, he quietly put his feet aside, slowly straightened up, turned around, pulled off the quilt covering Song Qinghan's head, and gently tucked him in. Tuck in the quilt.

Although after marrying Song Qinghan, all kinds of small troubles continued, but he did not regret it, not only because of the sense of responsibility in his heart, but also because he was really happy with Song Qinghan, although he was more happy when he was angry and sad. There were many before, but these cannot conceal the happiness of the two being together.

Moreover, he could sense the changes in himself. In the past, whenever he saw Lin Dafu, he would subconsciously twitch, worried that Song Qinghan would leave with Lin Dafu, but now, he felt confident.

I am confident that after Song Qinghan regains his memory, he will still choose him instead of Lin Dafu.

After a good night's dream, the next morning, the two of them finished their routine breakfast, packed mangosteen fruit and seasonings in baskets, got on the ox cart from the neighboring village, and headed for the town.

When they arrived at Butcher Chen's stall, they were greeted with warm greetings from Butcher Chen.

"Brother Dahu and Husband Dahu! You are finally here again! You don't know, after you left yesterday, many people came and asked me for those seasonings, but I didn't have any extra, I bought them from you I still want to keep those for myself, even if they pay a high price, I don’t want to give them to them! Those people didn’t buy them and said they would come back today. I was worried that you wouldn’t come today, but now that you’ve appeared, this star Heart, I finally let go!"

Song Qinghan wondered: "Why are you worried? Could it be that they still want to beat you?"

Butcher Chen smiled wryly, and said, "Da Hufu Lang, that's not the case, but they can't buy seasonings, so they vent their anger on me, and they don't even want to buy meat from me. You say I'm worried?" Worry?"

Song Qinghan suddenly realized and nodded, thinking that the common people are so fond of their condiments, his heart immediately blossomed.

It seems that the goal of 1000 taels of silver will soon be achieved.

When they spread out the things, people came over quickly, you one for me, and immediately bought half of the seasoning they brought.

Seeing Butcher Chen's joy, Song Qinghan empathized and said: "It seems that we can call it a day early!"

Butcher Chen nodded with a smile, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he said to the front, "Master Lu! Why are you here? But you are also here to buy seasonings?"

Song Qinghan turned his head and looked at the "Treasurer Lu" that Butcher Chen was talking about. Seeing that he was dressed in extraordinary clothes, with shrewd eyes, he knew that he was a businessman with some skills.

Shopkeeper Lu nodded reservedly, walked to Wu Dahu's stall, nodded slightly, and asked, "Is this the seasoning that can make meat delicious?"

Before Wu Dahu could speak, Butcher Chen slapped his thigh with a smile, and said, "Shopkeeper Lu is really smart! You came at the right time today, if you are later, all these seasonings will be sold out!"

Shopkeeper Lu frowned slightly, and seemed not very appreciative of Butcher Chen's intervention.

"Well, I bought all of these."

Wu Dahu counted the remaining servings of seasoning, raised his head and said, "There are seventy servings left, five Wen per serving, a total of thirty to fifty Wen."

Shopkeeper Lu rolled his eyes, and asked slowly, "I have a big business here and I want to talk to you, how about it?"

Wu Dahu pondered for a while, looked at the open space next to him, stretched out his hand and said, "If Shopkeeper Lu doesn't mind, let's go to the side and talk for a while."

Seeing that he didn't even want to go to a teahouse, shopkeeper Lu's eyes flashed with contempt, but he still walked towards that side.

After standing still, Shopkeeper Lu said slowly: "Setting up a stall here is not the right way after all, why not supply directly to Xiangpiaolou in the future, okay?"

Wu Dahu thought for a while and asked, "What's the price? How much is the demand?"

Shopkeeper Lu raised his hand slightly, made a gesture with his little finger and thumb, and said with a smile, "One piece is six cents, fifty copies a day."

Three taels of silver a day is indeed a big deal for Wu Dahu now.

After pondering for a moment, he wanted to nod his head in agreement, but then realized that shopkeeper Lu would not increase the price so easily, and there must be some disadvantages that he hadn't noticed, so he thought about it carefully from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that he didn't speak, shopkeeper Lu urged slightly: "How is it? Is this business worthwhile?"

Wu Dahu suddenly realized something, squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "If Chaoxiangpiaolou supplies, can I still sell it outside?"

Seeing that he realized his purpose so quickly, shopkeeper Lu was slightly surprised, but said calmly: "Of course not. In the future, you will no longer be able to supply food to others except for your own food."

Wu Dahu shook his head resolutely, and refused: "Forget it then, let's cooperate with Shopkeeper Lu again when we have a chance."

Shopkeeper Lu let out an "hey" and seeing Wu Dahu walk up to the stall without looking back, he couldn't help shaking his sleeves angrily.

Although he was angry, he still walked over, took out the money and bought all the remaining seasonings, but when he left, he gave Wu Dahu a meaningful look, and said, "Think carefully, after passing this village There will be no more shops," and left.

Song Qinghan was confused, he thumped his sore waist from standing for a long time, and asked suspiciously: "What did he ask you to think about? Do you want to buy our seasoning?"

Wu Dahu nodded, and relayed what he just said to Song Qinghan in detail.

Song Qinghan suddenly realized, no wonder Wu Dahu rejected shopkeeper Lu so decisively, it turned out that shopkeeper Lu wanted to monopolize.

Moreover, his monopoly is not first-hand, but a second-hand monopoly.

After buying the seasonings from them, the dishes in his restaurant will become unique. Don't say that the price of the dishes will be doubled, and it may be tripled.

Although this move was a little shameless, Song Qinghan had to admit that the shopkeeper Lu had a good vision.