I opened a mother and baby supermarket in ancient times to raise cubs

After returning to Yaoshui Village, Qiao Mian hurried to Aunt Li's house to pick up the rice dumplings.

He stood outside the door and called a few times before he heard Aunt Li's answer.

The wooden door was pushed open, and a small white hand was poked out, followed by a short, chubby leg.

Qiao Mian squatted down and picked up the clumsy little dumpling, lifted the child high and put it down again, "Zong Zong! Daddy is back!"

Zong Zong was shaken so loudly, her little face was pink like a ripe little peach, "I miss my dad! I miss my dad!"

Qiao Mian was in a particularly good mood, and went up to kiss the chubby faces of the two children, "Daddy misses Bao'er too!"

Aunt Li followed behind and watched the father and son play with a smile.

He hugged the child with one hand and shook the pastry in his hand with the other. These were the two boxes of Yunpian cakes stuffed into his hands by shopkeeper Wang after he and Tang Qing came out of Yuqiao Restaurant.

"Ma'am, someone gave me two boxes of pastries. I tasted them very delicious. Come, give me a box of pastries."

Aunt Li refused to accept anything she said, "Hurry up and take it back to the child to eat, how can Sister Mei compete with the child for food at such a big age."

"Put it away quickly." Qiao Mian forced it into Aunt Li's hand, and said with a smile, "This is also my wish, so please put it away."

Aunt Li couldn't help it, she glanced at the girl washing clothes in the yard, sighed, and took it over, "I thank you for Sister Mei."

Qiao Mian returned home with the rice dumpling, and when she opened the door, she suddenly saw a white shadow passing by.

Zong Zong's eyes widened, the chubby pointed in one direction and said, "Meow!"

Qiao Mian was overjoyed, could it be that the injured little tiger came looking for him?But why can't he see it, but Zong Zong can see it?

He patted Zong Zong, "Zong Zong, where is Meow Meow!"

Zongzong refused to stay in his arms, and ran into the house with his short legs, yelling "Meow, meow!"

Qiao Mian was afraid that he would fall, so she hurriedly followed him, "Bao'er, run slowly, and wrestle carefully!"

Zong Zong is very stubborn, lying on the bottom of the bed and shouting "Meow?" Seeing if he didn't see it, he ran to the cabinet and shouted "Meow!"

Seeing Zong Zong like this, Qiao Mian also thought that the miserable little white tiger had come to look for him, and followed her around to look for it, but she searched the corners of the house and couldn't find a bunch of white hairs.

Zong Zongyuan's eyes were full of tears, and his little face was dirty from tossing and turning. He looked a bit like the embarrassed milk tiger that day.

He stepped up and hugged Qiao Mian's thigh, and said aggrievedly, "Meow, it's gone."

Qiao Mian didn't know what was wrong with the child, so he could only hug him, comfort him for a while, and then took out a delicious and sweet cloud cake and fed it to Zong Zong, which made him forget about cats and cats.

And the scene of father and son's tender affection fell into the eyes of a snow-white and fluffy cub beside them.

It circled around the father and son anxiously, but they couldn't see it. Its fluffy limbs were stretched out, its front paws rubbed against the ground violently, and it kept making low growls.

Like whining.

Yuqiao [-] did not keep Qiao Mian waiting too long.

On the evening of the second day, a group of people dressed casually, carried boxes to avoid the crowd, and walked a long way around the mountain road, and came to the door of a dilapidated hut.

Young Master Shen looked up at the dilapidated wooden door, raised his hand and knocked, "Is Qiao Fulang at home?"

After a while, the wooden door opened a crack, revealing a pale and pretty face.

The man looked him up and down, the door gradually opened wide, his voice was a little cold, "Keep down when you come in, the child is asleep."

Young Master Shen said hello.

Qiao Mian noticed that, except for Young Master Shen, the rest of the people in this group were all women. Just looking at this detail, it can be seen that the head of Shen's family is a person who can be associated with.

"This is the young owner of Yuqiaosi. My father is too old to walk at night, so he sent me here."

Qiao Mian said, "The house is shabby and there is no tea to entertain everyone. I'm really sorry."

Young master Shen said again, "Qiao Fulang, don't say that, we should be sorry for you because we bother you at night." He pointed to the boxes carried by several women and said, "This is two hundred small wooden boxes."

"Two hundred?" Qiao Mian said in surprise, "My father..."

Young Master Shen smiled and said, "This is specially requested by my father. He said that he trusted Qiao Fulang. To be honest, our whole family has tried the box of ointment you gave me in the past two days, and I didn't feel any discomfort. It’s also a wonder drug for itching and swelling.”

He took out a heavy kit bag from his cuff, "This is the money that my father asked me to hand over to Qiao Fulang."

Qiao Mian took it and opened the mouth to see that there was a whole six taels of silver on the top, and there were actually a lot of coins underneath, and the amount was three to four hundred.

This made Qiao Mian feel embarrassed, he said, "Two hundred boxes, thirty cash per box, a total of six taels of silver, you are giving too much, I can't take it."

Young Master Shen laughed and said, "If the family business wasn't sluggish, my father would have wanted to give Qiao Fulang more. We are really grateful to Qiao Fulang for his kindness."

Qiao Mian knew that this was the tone used by businessmen, but he didn't feel disgusted, and said with a frank smile, "I'm not a gentleman, and it's really hard to say that it's a win-win situation for us."

"Win-win?" Young Master Shen repeated the word, thought for a while and laughed, "Yes, what Qiao Fulang said is quite right."

Qiao Mian said, "I don't know how you, Young Master Shen, want to make the first shot?"

Young Master Shen didn't hide it, and sighed, "We also want to buy an ointment and give some old goods as a gift like Liangfeng Shop."

"Not right." Qiao Mian shook her head in denial, and looked at Young Master Shen with a smile, "Why don't you help Young Master Shen next time, let me give you an idea?"

To be honest, Young Master Shen once thought that the person who can make such an ointment must be very ingenious, not handsome in appearance, but dull in temperament, but now it seems that most of his guesses were wrong. This person is not only beautiful in appearance, but also in temperament Proud and wise.

Young Master Shen smiled, "What's the matter?"

"Help me find nest honey, I'll buy it."

Young Master Shen asked curiously, "Do you want this?"

Qiao Mian said frankly, "This is a very important medicinal material for ointment."

Young Master Shen's eyes lit up, as if he knew some big secret, yes, he looked around and said, "Qiao Fulang, don't worry, I will definitely help you find it secretly!"

"Thank you very much." Qiao Mian nodded, and said, "As for the sale of this ointment, I think you should do this..."

After agreeing to collect the ointment three days later, Qiao Mian sent away Young Master Shen and the others, and then he set his sights on the money that had been warmed by him.

Locking the door tightly, he looked at the sleeping Zong Zong, poured all the money on the bed, counted it over and over again, the silver was six taels, and there was also the four hundred Wen that Yuqiao Restaurant gave!

He carefully put the silver and copper coins into the cash register of Space Supermarket, and took out two hundred Wen to save for later buying rice and noodles.

It was almost midnight and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He made money, made money, and finally he was able to make money to feed the rice dumpling!

By the way, the money can be earned thanks to the cub.

If it doesn't work, he will go up the mountain again to find that little white tiger!

It seemed to be raining in the middle of the night, and Qiao Mian gradually fell asleep to the sound of the dripping rain.

Also at this moment, a white shadow suddenly appeared beside the narrow bed.

It fluttered onto the bed, and carefully pressed its fluffy head against Qiao Mian's forehead, whimpering in a low voice, thinking that it was remembering something, as if losing its temper, it was not sharp She went to bite Qiao Mian's ear with her thin deciduous teeth, and suddenly heard Qiao Mian muttering, "Lie Shan, don't make trouble."

The little white tiger stopped abruptly, and rubbed its chin against Qiao Mian's face as if to please, making a comfortable whirring sound from its throat.

Tired of being by Qiao Mian's side for a while, he looked at the little dumpling in Qiao Mian's arms, took out a small pink and tender meat pad, and touched the baby's little face pitifully, his ears trembling comfortably again.

In the end, he chose to curl up around Qiao Mian's waist, forming a semicircle around his body, staring straight at the direction of the door with his scarlet eyes, and then slowly closed them after a long time.

The sound of rain is accompanied by the whirring of felines.

Very quiet.