"Yes, drinking this salt tea occasionally will help you with your health."

Ye Rongyao used a spoon to stir-fry the tea into a porcelain bowl, and then poured in half a bowl of boiling water. In fact, this salt tea is very simple to eat, just soak the boiling water like tea.

"Husband, it's so salty."

When the boiling water cooled a little, Liu Qingqing took a small sip into her mouth and immediately felt a faint tea aroma in the salty taste. It was very salty and very salty, which made Liu Qingqing feel that she didn't want to drink it anymore. However, it was much better than those very bitter Chinese herbal medicines, and it was just very salty, so she didn't feel nauseous.

"Of course it's salty. It's not normal if there's not salty." Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"Honey, can such salt tea really cure diarrhea?" Liu Qingqing felt incredible.

"Of course, this is the crystallization of our ancestors' wisdom for thousands of years. It must be used to cure diarrhea. It's getting late, so let's go to bed quickly."

Ye Rongyao looked at his phone and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Rural people are used to going to bed early, so Ye Rongyao was a little sleepy.

...

The next morning, Ye Rongyao drove his electric tricycle at home to the town. Today, Ye Rongyao was going to send a bottle of "salt tea" that he had fried last night to Ye Shuting.

In order to send it to Ye Shuting as soon as possible, Ye Rongyao decided to send it to Shunfeng Express. In southern Zhejiang Province, Shunfeng Express is the fastest. In the province, it can be delivered the next day at most, but the price is the most expensive among several large domestic express companies.

However, if one cent price and one cent speed, the cost will increase accordingly. In the end, the price will definitely be counted on the customer. After all, no one is stupid, and no one can do business without making money.

After filling out the express delivery form, Ye Rongyao called Ye Shuting and told her that the things had been sent out and would arrive tomorrow morning at the latest, so she should pay attention to checking them.

Leaving the post office, Ye Rongyao wandered around the streets of the town for a while. After all, it has been a long time since he has been surfing the streets of the town so quietly, and it has been ten years since he counted.

However, ten years have passed, and the town is still the same as before, and the houses are still the same as before. The only change is that the houses have become old. The years have passed, and the town is still as lively as before. All the changes are the people and things coming and going, which seem a little strange and familiar.

"Lingling"

The ringtone of the phone brought Ye Rongyao, who was intoxicated by the changes in the town, to his senses.

"Wife, why haven't you seen your husband in a while? I miss me?" Ye Rongyao looked at the phone number and called by Liu Qingqing, and couldn't help but smile happily.

"Honey, there is not much rice at home. You can buy some rice and come back." Liu Qingqing said.

"Buy rice? OK."

Ye Rongyao responded. Since Ye Rongyao's parents passed away, the fields at home have been abandoned. No one has grown rice, so he can only buy rice from the town.

In addition, these days, a group of "guys" with a lot of food came to my family. The food in my family consumed a lot. It used to be enough for rice to eat at home for three months, but now it has disappeared in less than a month.

"Linjia Rice Store" is the only small shop in the town that specializes in rice business, although rice is sold in supermarkets and general department stores in the town now.

However, people in the town are still used to buying rice from the "Linjia Rice Store". First of all, they are used to it; secondly, the rice from the "Linjia Rice Store" is very guaranteed, and the price is cheaper than that of supermarkets and ordinary department stores in the town.

"Boss, give me five hundred pounds and five hundred pounds~ Chang rice."

Ye Rongyao shouted to the owner of the store. He often came to this store to buy rice, and Ye Rongyao was familiar with the owner of this "Linjia Rice Store". In terms of current words, he was familiar with his face.

Wuchang rice is produced in the northern Wuchang City of China. Its grains are full, hard texture, clear and clear color, and a strong aroma. It is a good product for making rice in life and is known as "tribute rice".

Ye Rongyao especially likes to eat this kind of rice. Although the price is slightly higher than ordinary rice, it is still within the acceptable range of Ye Rongyao.

"You can't buy so much, you're going to be ready to eat for a year."

The shop owner asked in confusion. In the past, Ye Rongyao bought rice in the store, and basically bought 100 kilograms. After eating for two months, he came to his own store to buy rice. This time he bought 500 kilograms of rice at one time, which made the shop owner a little strange.

"There is no way. Now my family has a few 'big guys', and the rice is consumed quickly." Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"You are quite willing to buy five~ Changji to feed the livestock at home, why don't you buy some old rice?" the shop owner asked kindly.

"No need, I'd better buy five~ Changji. The 'big guys' at home are all treasures of my wife. You can't treat them badly, otherwise my wife wouldn't blame me." Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"Now everyone is the same. My wife has the final say in the family. She is all prodigal women. She doesn't know how much money is easy to make, but she knows how to spend money indiscriminately."

The store owner said very agreeably. It seems that the owner of the "Linjia Rice Store" is definitely a "wife's steward", otherwise he would not have such great resentment.

"As a man, isn't making money just to let your wife and children spend it? Just look at it."

Ye Rongyao smiled and comforted the shop owner and said. Ye Rongyao didn't expect that the words he said casually made the shop owner feel so touched.

"You are better brother. If my mother uses this kind of good rice to raise animals, I will immediately slap her, which is simply a waste of money."

The shop owner said that the head of the family was admired by Ye Rongyao. This is how men should say the domineering master at home.

"Who are you going to slap?"

A middle-aged woman's dissatisfaction came from the store.

"I didn't want to slap anyone. I asked this little brother if five hundred kilograms of rice is enough. You must have heard it wrong."

Hearing the voice of the woman inside, the shop owner's male aura was immediately deflated and said carefully to the woman in the inner room.

Co-author, the store owner was boasting and couldn't stand the verification, and it was revealed so quickly.

"Haha, boss!"

Ye Rongyao gave a thumbs up to the store owner and said, "This store owner is amazing. When he tells lies, he doesn't come with drafts."

"Little brother, you want to buy 500 kilograms of 500 kilograms of rice, I'll give you a discount of 3,500 yuan." said the shop owner.

"Okay, this is 3,500 yuan, you can dial it." Ye Rongyao directly paid 3,500 yuan in cash and said to the store owner.

The store owner ordered the bill and confirmed the payment for the goods. After arranging the store staff, they arranged for the store to move 10 bags of 50 kilograms of rice to Ye Rongyao's electric tricycle.
Chapter completed!