Fu Laiyun is an inn in the town, mainly to receive guests from nearby mountain temples, and the business is pretty good.

Lin Qiao naturally understood what they meant. She probably wanted to buy her cold dish recipe. If she wanted to buy it, she would naturally sell it. At worst, she could change to another food.

She will be better.

Several people went to Fu Laiyun, and the guy poured tea for them. After a while, the shopkeeper came. He was a female shopkeeper, or he should be a female boss.

Liu Fuzhu was in her thirties, but her face was much younger than that of the same age. She swept Song Qinshi and Song Rong, "Let's take grandparents and grandparents to have some hot meals."

Song Rong shook his head, "We won't eat."

"Grandma, grandma, you go, I'll come to you later." Lin Qiao naturally understood that Liu Fuzhu had something to say.

Song Qinshi and Song Rong hesitated for a moment and followed the guy.

Liu Fuzhu doesn’t like to beat around the bush, “I want to buy your cold dish recipe, how much does it cost to sell it?”

She said straight, and Lin Qiao also said straight, "Thirty taels."

At first glance, the price is high, but she can earn so much in a few months, but she is a little tired.

Thirty-two per dish recipe is not expensive, but it is not cheap either. Liu Fuzhu was silent for a moment, "After selling it to us, you can't sell it again."

"Natural." Lin Qiao nodded without hesitation.

Liu Fuzhu likes her straightforwardly, "Where is the cake recipe?"

Lin Qiao shook her head, "This is not sold, it's the ancestral craft."

She just started a cake shop, and she could guarantee that she could make cakes in Anyuan.

You will definitely make money by then.

The ancestral craftsmanship cannot be passed down, and Liu Fuzhu did not force it, "Thirty taels are thirty taels, when will you teach the chef?"

I will take Song Rong and Song Qin to the pharmacy for treatment later. It will definitely not work today. Lin Qiao thought for a while, "I will come tomorrow, and there will be something going on today."

"Okay, I'll pay you another silver tomorrow." Liu Fuzhu was obviously worried about her. This was normal. Lin Qiao was not worried about a stranger.

After talking for a while, the two of them didn't say anything. They came out of Fu Laiyun. Lin Qiao took Song Qinshi and Song Rong to the pharmacy. The doctor was taking the pulse for the person. After a while, he signaled them to come over, "Who is taking the doctor?"

"My grandma, grandma, grandma has always had low back pain recently and is a little unable to exert force. Grandma has some coughing at night." Lin Qiao glanced at Song Qinshi and told her symptoms in recent days.

Song Rong and Song Qinshi didn't expect that she was treating them. They were both stunned for a moment and felt very complicated. Song Rong knew that his waist should be the root cause of the disease when he was young. He didn't want to spend money to treat it. "I'm fine, don't have to see it, just show it to your grandma."

"I'm fine, no need to see." Song Qinshi waved her hand.

The two old men had to watch it even if they didn't watch it. They were the biggest factor in ensuring that the male protagonist would not turn evil. Lin Qiao insisted that the doctor showed it to them, and there was probably nothing wrong with it. The doctor only prescribed a few pairs of herbs.

Even so, I spent more than 200 yuan, and most of the money I used to set up a stall today.

No wonder the villagers are sick and basically don’t go to the town to see a doctor.

Song Qinshi and Song Rong felt guilty, looking at Lin Qiao wanting to say something but don’t know what to say.

"My grandma, since the family lives together, we must be fine. Money is not important. Besides, the family is not short of money now." Lin Qiao paused for a moment and said, "Even if there is no money at home, I will treat you even if I beg."

Song Qinshi couldn't help but red her eyes, "We are dragging you down."

"What's the burden? I've also dragged down my grandparents. You are in charge of the land at home." Lin Qiao looked at the sky and changed the topic, "Let's go back quickly. I'll worry if I go back later."

When the three of them were about to arrive at the entrance of the town, they met Xu Hu. He should have been helping the owner of the cloth shop to pull something and was driving a carriage.

Xu Hu was about to leave when he saw them strangling the horse rope again, "Grand, grandma, sister, do you want to go back to the village? Let's go back together, I'll give the fabric to the Fan family in your village."

Knowing his mind, Lin Qiao would definitely not be able to ride his carriage. Just as he was about to refuse, he said again: "The donkey cart in your village has just left and it will take a long time to come."

"Grandma, grandma, I will help you get on the carriage."

Xu Hu got off the carriage and helped Song Rong and Song Qinshi boarded the carriage.

Song Qinshi and Song Rong mainly thought that this child was a good person, so they got on the carriage if they wanted to learn more.

Lin Qiao had no choice but to follow her.

Xu Hu glanced at her and was suddenly a little shy. After they sat down, he drove to the village in a carriage.

Probably, I took care of the people in the carriage and drove slowly and steadily.

When we arrived in the village, the sun was about to set.

Song Qin got off the carriage and kindly invited Xu Hu to his house for dinner. Xu Hu thought about getting along with Lin Qiao, so he nodded and agreed, "I'll give the cloth to the Fan family and come."

"Okay, you must come." Song Qinshi said with a smile.

When he walked away, Song Qinshi looked at Lin Qiao and tentatively said, "Do Qiaoer have any intention to him? Although Xu Hu is a little less talked, he is the head of the Gu family."

The one I heard the most recently was remarriage. Lin Qiao was amused and crying, "My grandma, I don't think about these for the time being. My uncle is still studying."

She treats them well, so they treat her naturally. Song Qinshi said deeply: "Niu Niu's study will not conflict with your affairs. A woman will have a fortune for the past two or three years. If she misses her, it will be difficult to say kinship."

This is not a fool. Once a woman is over 15 or 16, she will not marry even if she is a poor girl.

Lin Qiao probably felt the three aunts and aunts all joined forces. She didn't want to discuss this issue anymore, so she raised her hand to surrender, "I'll go cook, go cook." After that, she quickly walked into the kitchen with a basket.

"You kid..."

Song Qinshi was amused and then looked at Song Rong, "What do you think of Xu Hu, this kid?"

"It's OK." Song Rong nodded pertinently.

After a while, Xu Hu came in with a large bag of rice. Lin Qiao was washing vegetables in the yard and looked at him with a sound.

Four eyes are opposite.

Xu Hu put down the rice nervously, "I don't know what you are missing, so I just bought some."

"Brother Xu, we don't want Mi. You will take him back later." Lin Qiao felt that Xu Hu was indeed not bad, but she was really unsatisfied.

"I bought it for you." Xu Hu saw that the tank in the yard was gone, and he said again: "Where is the bucket? I'll help you carry water."

Before Lin Qiao could answer, he saw where the bucket was, and then carried the empty bucket out.

There was a strange man in the Song family. After a while, everyone in the village knew about it. Song Tingfan was stopped when he went home when he went home, "Tingfan, do you know the man with scars on his face? Is it your relative? I just saw him helping your house to carry water."

Have scars on your face?

Song Tingfan subconsciously thought of Xu Hu. He bit his lower lip, then ran back with great strides, and happened to see Lin Qiao handing Xu Hu the handkerchief.
Chapter completed!