Song Wanyue grabbed Gu Yi's back collar.

Gu Yi couldn't kiss him anymore and was anxious. Song Wanyue was his future wife. She could only kiss him, not others, and struggled, "Let me do it!"

Song Wanyue pushed him away, leaned over and put the rag under the patient's face.

Gu Yi was pushed to the side, his eyes turned red, and he turned around and saw Song Wanyue's actions. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he smiled and kept shouting happily, "Little girl, little girl..."

"Shut up!"

Gu Yi quickly covered his mouth with his hands, and the smile in his eyes could not be concealed.

He knew that the little girl was different to him. Look, when she saved him, she kissed him, but when she arrived at this person, she only used a rag to pad her face.

When I heard that the person on the ground was not poisoned, the sound of vomiting disappeared.

Everyone looked over at them, and saw the people on the ground twitching for a long time, gradually calmed down, and slowly opened their eyes.

“How does it feel?”

It was not the first time that the person on the ground had an attack, but he would suffer some injuries every time. Only this time, he was not injured at all. He slowly stood up, "I'm fine, thank you girl."

"You've really scared us."

Song San helped the man up and sat on the bench, "It's a big thanks to you that you're fine. If you have something to do, our whole family will not be allowed to go to prison?"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I've had this problem since I was a child, but I haven't committed many things in recent years. I thought it's okay. Who would have thought I'd committed it again today? I'm really sorry."

"It's fine if you're fine."

Song Shu was still scared. The moment someone called poisoned, he had thought about it and took the matter to him.

"You're so scary."

The person sitting next to him complained, and someone immediately agreed, "That's right, stay at home if you are sick, don't come out. We thought you were poisoned and were so scared that you didn't dare to eat cold skin."

The sick person kept apologizing.

Everyone couldn't say anything else, but the moment someone just shouted that they were poisoned, they...

Everyone blushed, "Boss, I'm sorry, let's clean it up now."

When the words came out, everyone hurriedly got up. Some went to bring water and some went to get brooms. They quickly cleaned it up, and then sat down one after another, brought their own bowls to continue eating.

Xiao Si came back, walked to Gu Yi, attached himself to his ear and said something, and then stood beside him.

A man walked over slowly from a distance, about forty years old, wearing a blue single robe, sat in front of the stall, looked at Gu Yi without any trace, and then sat down, "Let's have a cold skin."

Song Shen brought the cold skin over. Needless to say, the man scooped a little chili oil in it, took the chopsticks and mixed it well, lowered his head and took a bite. His eyes seemed to be brighter, which was indeed good, cool and refreshing, not only satisfying his cravings but also relieves heat.

After eating a portion of cold skin, he took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth. The man whispered, "I don't know which of you is in charge. I'm the shopkeeper of Yueke. Your cold skin is good. I want to talk to you about cooperation."

The shopkeeper who came to Yueke, isn’t it the restaurant where my elder brother often goes to deliver wild game?

Song Sanxiao's eyes lit up and he strode over, "It turns out it's Manager Wei, I'm so respectful."

The shopkeeper nodded slightly, "I plan to order fifty portions of cold noodles from you every day. I wonder what price I can give me?"

Fifty deals? This is a big deal. Song Sanxiao didn't dare to be the master. He smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, wait a moment, let my eldest niece tell you." Then he shouted, "Yue'er, come here."

Seeing that Song Wanyue was just an eight or nine-year-old girl, the shopkeeper was stunned and thought that the family was also very strange.

"Does the shopkeeper only have cold skin or seasonings?"

Manager Wei just tasted it, but it was just some ordinary seasonings. The rare thing was the chili oil he had never seen before. He pondered slightly, "Just as long as the cold skin and chili oil, don't have anything else."

"The cold skin costs ten cents per piece. If you want chili oil, add two cents. If the shopkeeper thinks it is inappropriate, you can buy it separately. The price of cold skin remains unchanged. As for chili oil, I can sell it to you by pound."

The shopkeeper looked at her a few more times. He was dressed in neat coarse cloth clothes. Although there were no patches, he could tell that the family conditions were average.

It’s just an ordinary farmer. In theory, such children, especially girls, have never seen the world.

But the little girl in front of her was not only generous, but also knew what he was thinking. She knew that he had fallen in love with chili oil, so she talked to him about the deal with chili oil.

You should know that this is a rare thing that ordinary people can't afford.

"This is your fault. You can also add chili oil for free when you eat it in your stall. Why do you have to sell it to me alone?"

"Chi oil is added according to everyone's taste. Some people eat it, some people don't, some people eat it a little more, and some people eat it a little less, and there is no standard. If you give it too much, I will suffer a loss. If you give it less, you will suffer a loss. If you give it less, you will suffer a loss. If you give it too much, we should just count it."

Manager Wei shook his head, "You are young and have a very good calculation. If you calculate it this way, it is not worth buying a piece of cold skin for you for ten cents. You can do it alone. Give me eight cents a piece of cold skin."

"Sorry, the minimum price I can get is 10 cents, because my cost is 9 cents, and I only earn one cent for you. I don't want to do a loss-making business."

What else did shopkeeper Wei say? Gu Yi quit, "I'm talking about you, you run such a big restaurant, do you care about this and two articles? I didn't hear the little girl say that she only earns a penny with a piece of cold skin, but you don't even make a penny. I'm so damn, you're still the shopkeeper of a big restaurant."

Manager Wei's mouth twitched invisible, and helplessness flashed in his eyes, as if he was unable to say anything, "Okay, it's only ten cents, so how much does this chili oil cost per pound?"

"Two taels of silver."

Manager Wei shook his robe, "Little girl, you're overdoing it now. Two taels of silver per pound of chili oil is too expensive."

"Chi-Chi-Chi-Oil, chili oil is naturally indispensable. Think about it, how much does a pound of chili cost and how much does a pound of oil cost? If it weren't for the familiarity between my father and you, I would sell you at least three taels of silver."

"Your father?"

"My father is Song Lin."

"It turns out to be Song Lin's daughter. I said you look familiar. OK. In case your family is in trouble, I won't bargain with you. Two taels are only two taels. I will send fifty portions of cold peel and your chili oil to my restaurant in a while."

"I'm afraid it won't work today. We haven't prepared so much. We'll be ready tomorrow and I'll send it to you early in the morning."

"That's fine. I won't pay the deposit. I'll go to check the bill tomorrow."

"no……"

Gu Yi stood in front of him, "There is no one who doesn't give a certain amount of money. You have to leave at least ten taels of silver."

Manager Wei,...

Song family,...
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