Don't owe your face to farming

The shopkeeper of the restaurant was younger than Yang Qiong imagined, he looked around thirty, with a handsome face, wearing a long silk gown and this long woven gown, he looked like a young man.As soon as the waiter turned around and saw the person coming, he immediately bent down and wiped the stool again, and then took a step back, "Master, please sit down."

Oh, it turned out that it wasn't the shopkeeper, it was the owner of the restaurant, Yang Qiong knew it well, no wonder he didn't look like the shopkeeper who could work all day long and sat behind the counter all the time.

"Yangzi." Li Xiaoju's calves were spinning, he was almost sitting on the stool, his legs were supporting the weight of his whole body, and he was trembling right now.A mud-legged person who has lived in the countryside all her life, Li Xiaoju felt that she was out of place in this kind of restaurant with a bluestone floor and a plate of dishes costing eight cents, and her face flushed with embarrassment.

A pair of eyes swept over Li Xiaoju with a half-smile, then at Han Qingshi and Yang Qiong who were sitting on the bench calmly, and finally fixed on Yang Qiong's face, "I bought the wild pork, let me tell you about it." Is there any way?"

The owner in front of him was tall and tall, comparable to Han Qingshi, even with a smile on his face, he couldn't hide his aura.Han Qingshi instinctively felt something was wrong, reached out and grabbed Yang Qiong's hand, wrapped his arms around Yang Qiong's waist, and led him to his side.

"I don't know what the owner's name is?" Yang Qiong was not annoyed, the owner of the restaurant obviously had more power than the shopkeeper, and it was too late for him to be happy.

"My surname is Zhu, and I am the third eldest in my family. Everyone calls me Zhu San." Zhu San said with hooked eyes, and then looked at Yang Qiong. He found it extremely interesting, and couldn't help but say, "Are you a brother? You look good."

Zhu San's words were like a thunderbolt hitting Han Qingshi's mind, almost blowing his head off.In the chaos, Han Qingshi felt as if he knew that Zhu San was just joking, but his anger became more and more intense. He held Yang Qiong in his arms, opened his mouth at Zhu San, opened his mouth again, and spit out In one sentence: "He is mine!"

"He was joking." Yang Qiong couldn't help laughing, reached out to pat Han Qingshi's big hand, and explained softly, "Mr. Zhu is not in the same way as us, Qingshi, please let go."

In his previous life, Han Qingshi was a jealous vat. Before the two of them made their relationship public, he stared at him like a fighting cock every day. Maybe he knocked over the old vinegar, and he could smell a sour smell from far away.Yang Qiong secretly sighed, this fool may have thought of something.

After trying to comfort Han Qingshi, Yang Qiong turned his head, stopped smiling, and kept a straight face, "Mr. Zhu, don't be joking. Qingshi's brain is not bright, so it's easy to take it seriously."

As soon as the joke was over, Zhu San also restrained himself, and asked, "I don't know what to call my brother?"

Li Xiaoju is not married yet, so it’s not easy to say her name directly, so Yang Qiong didn’t introduce her. Instead, she took a look at Han Qingshi and said, “My husband’s family name is Han. Mr. Zhu, your restaurant just opened, right? A trick..."

Seeing Yang Qiong's betrayal, Zhu San really got serious. Yang Qiong was not like an uninformed farmer in the countryside, either talking big or tremblingly inferior to others.After looking at Yang Qiong seriously for a while, Zhu San suddenly smiled and said, "Xiaoer, bring me some snacks."

This is the way of hospitality, Yang Qiong smiled calmly, and said: "Master Zhu, your restaurant is priced the same as the one opposite, and diners will naturally go to the one that already knows the taste, and there are very few diners." Come to your place to have a taste?" The small town is so big, it must not be compared with the county town, most of the people who come to the restaurant to eat have a little money, but the purpose is to fill their stomachs, not all for enjoyment.

Yang Qiong's words caught blood for a while, and Zhu San's eyes changed, but soon returned to normal.It just so happened that the waiter from the shop came over with some dim sum, and he took advantage of the opportunity and said, "Come and try the dim sum, whether it suits your taste or not."

Seeing that Zhu San's attitude changed, Yang Qiong didn't hold back anymore, he said directly: "I'll give you two options, you can choose yourself, first, you only charge [-]% of all the dishes, and the new opening is a discount; second, You choose a certain dish for free, or only charge [-]% of the money."

"Can it be done?" Zhu San was already moved. Doing so would indeed break the current balance, and maybe there would be more diners.

"Believe it or not." Yang Qiong stood up, glanced at the somewhat empty lobby and said, "There are not many diners now, Mr. Zhu, you might as well give it a try."

The activities held by every store in the previous life are indeed extremely fresh in this era. Yang Qiong didn't say much. He led the shop waiter to the door of the opposite restaurant to drive the ox cart over. Zhu Sanye didn't come out, but a middle-aged man. , with a mustache, probably belonged to the shopkeeper.

The wild pork was firm. The middle-aged man opened the bag and took a look. He nodded in satisfaction and directed two people to get off the ox cart to weigh it.Half a fan of wild pork weighed more than 190 catties, about what Mr. Zhu told him, the shopkeeper generously calculated it at [-] catties, and a catty of pork was ten Wen, a total of two thousand Wen or two hangs.

I have never seen so much money in my life, Li Xiaoju's eyes were straight, he happily tugged on Yang Qiong's sleeve, and he jumped up and down as he walked, "Yang Zi, you are rich!"

"What is this?" Yang Qiong put a sling of money in Han Qingshi's clothes, and opened the other sling of money in his arms, which was very heavy and comfortable to touch.

The three of them sat in the bullock cart and went all the way to the medical clinic.It is said that it is a medical center, but it is just a shop run by an old doctor in the town. Yang Qiong stood at the door and looked in, and saw small drawers full of medicinal materials.

The old cow stood at the door of the medical hall, turned his head and looked in, mooing twice in a very human way.

[A few years ago, the host family invited this old doctor. 】

Nodding to Lao Niu, Yang Qiong supported Han Qingshi, and followed Li Xiaoju into the door.There are very few people seeing a doctor at this point, and there is only one doctor, who has finished reading and is receiving a prescription.

The gray-haired old doctor looked up at the three people who entered the door, and his eyes immediately focused on Yang Qiong.Raising his hand to pat the table, the old doctor wiped his beard and said, "Come and sit down, and I'll take your pulse."

Of the three, one is tall and strong, the other is thin but has a rosy complexion and a healthy face, only Yang Qiong is thin and fair, with a dismal face, and one can tell that she is sick without a pulse.

"I don't see a doctor." Yang Qiong twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled at the old doctor, and sat down with her wrists in her sleeves, and asked, "Doctor, you went to the village at the foot of the mountain to see a doctor the year before last. The family has only one son named Yang Changshou..."

Old doctors seldom leave the shop to go to the countryside to see a doctor. Generally, patients in the countryside who cannot move their homes are either waiting to die or dying, so there is no time to call a doctor. Besides, the consultation fee is quite a lot, and it is not something ordinary people can afford. started.Probably because Yang Changshou was so handsome and extremely intelligent that he almost never forgot him, and the old doctor still had some impressions.

Touching his beard with one hand, the old doctor sighed, "I still remember, it's a pity that young man is still there now?" The old doctor went to see the doctor in the bullock cart driven by Uncle Yang two years ago. At that time, Yang Changshou was dying. It's because of the cold, and it looks like he won't live for a year.

"Brother Changshou is okay." Yang Qiong smiled and continued to ask, "You know about Brother Changshou's health. I would like to ask if there is any prescription..."

"He has a hard life." The old doctor pondered for a moment, looked Yang Qiong up and down, and shook his head slightly, "Even if there is a prescription, there are no medicinal materials."

"I think you are kind-hearted, if you really have a prescription, you can give me a copy, and you can tell me how much money you want." Yang Qiong laughed.As long as Brother Changshou is saved, money and medicinal materials are not a problem, money can be earned, medicinal materials can be bought, and if not, he can dig in the mountains. He is protected by Alaska, so he is not afraid of entering the mountains.

The old doctor stroked his beard and thought for a while, then he picked up the brush and wrote while saying: "Don't talk about me, old man, the disease was brought from the mother's womb, and it hurt the body before birth. I don't have any prescription here. A few days ago, old man, I was looking through the prescriptions of my ancestors, and I happened to see such a pair."

I don't know if it was Yang Changshou's luck, or the luck of Yang Qiong's family. They got a prescription by such a coincidence, because the medicinal materials on it were extremely precious, at least the small town couldn't make up all of them. The old doctor looked at it again. Yang Qiong was wearing coarse clothes, so he didn't ask for money.

Before leaving, the old doctor wanted to feel Yang Qiong's pulse, Yang Qiong hurriedly waved his hands, lay on Han Qingshi's back, and walked away quickly.She was most afraid of seeing a doctor take medicine in her life. Yang Qiong patted Han Qingshi's generous back and whispered: "I am satisfied with you."

When he arrived outside the shop, Yang Qiong carefully folded the prescription and put it in his arms, and said to the old cow: "There is a way, the doctor said that this prescription is strong, and it can slightly change Brother Changshou's physique, and probably make life easier." .”

[The Han family, thank you. 】

The old cow lowered his head and walked slowly. Yang Qiong watched from behind, feeling inexplicably sad. He quickly patted his face to cheer himself up, "So much money, let's go buy it."

There is no food at home, and I have been eating meat. My stomach is full, but I am not feeling well.Yang Qiong went directly to the grain and oil store and bought ten catties of peanut oil, one hundred catties of brown rice, and fifty catties of flour, which cost most of the money.The main reason is that peanut oil is expensive, and it costs more than 100 cash per catty. It is the essence of grain, and it is expensive.

With the remaining [-] Wen, Yang Qiong bought some seasonings, touched the remaining [-] Wen copper coins in his arms, and bought five candied haws next to the roadside stall.

Li Xiaoju had been sitting on the bullock cart to help look at things, now she saw Yang Qiong handing over a candied haws, her eyes were bright and wet, she wiped her clothes vigorously with both hands, and then took the candied haws. "Delicious. Thank you, Yang Zi." Li Xiaoju secretly wiped his eyes. It was the first time he had eaten candied haws so extravagantly when he grew up. It was very sweet and sour.

"Fu Lang, eat." Han Qingshi smiled with his mouth open, and handed the candied haws to Yang Qiong's mouth.

Yang Qiong plans to save the remaining one thousand silver coins, just in case, his house is too dilapidated, and he needs to save some silver coins to build a new house...