After Ding Qinghe came out of Jingxiu Pavilion and told Master Yuan about Yuan Yifang's true condition, she prescribed another prescription, only saying that she would see the effect in half a month.

When Master Yuan saw that Ding Qinghe really had a way to heal Yuan Yifang, he was happy in his heart, and wanted to pay the bounty, but was stopped by Yuan Yizhan's voice.

"The prescription she prescribed has not yet been effective, how can she give the bounty so early?" Yuan Yizhan was still a little uneasy, just because Ding Qinghe did not have a Chinese book, he couldn't help but persuade.

When Ding Qinghe heard Yuan Yizhan say this, she wanted to scold him, but she had an excellent demeanor, the corners of her lips were lightly raised, and she gently blessed her body at Master Yuan, and said with a smile: "Master Yuan, don't be entangled, what Ling Lang said is right, the disease of love has not yet been cured." How can I accept the bounty, so let's wait for half a month, I will come to get the bounty myself, I just hope that Yuan Fu will not pick me up. ”

As long as my sister is really healed, after half a month, if you come to collect the bounty. This son should personally give you a bounty, this son is hard to chase after him!" Yuan Yizhan heard Ding Qinghe mention the word "people", Jun was a little embarrassed on his face, after all, he did judge people by his appearance, his sister Yuan Yifang had such a shameful illness, it was really difficult to tell the details of the disease to the man, fortunately he met this girl, but now there is no cure, he is still in a skeptical attitude towards Ding Qinghe's so-called medical skills, he said so, Ding Qinghe also understood.

"Okay, Yuan Gongzi is quick to talk, then I will come to get the bounty in half a month! Now this prescription is given to you, you can go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine, if you don't worry about this prescription, you can ask other Lang Zhong to take a look." Ding Qinghe smiled generously.

"That's very good. "Master Yuan is very satisfied with Ding Qinghe's knowledge.

Because Ding Qinghe also found out the cause of Yuan Yifang, Master Yuan said that he would give Ding Qinghe two hangings of money as a medical fee first.

Ding Qinghe thought to herself that although the two hangings of money were a little less, she was in a very happy mood when she thought of the rich bounty half a month later.

Before leaving, Master Yuan saw Ding Qinghe carrying a bamboo basket of snails, felt curious, and asked her what these hard bumps were going to do?

"It's a delicious meal, and I'm going to sell it to a restaurant. Ding Qinghe replied with a smile.

"How do you cook delicious food?" Old Man Yuan is old and very particular about eating, and now when he heard Ding Qinghe say this, he immediately asked.

"Master Yuan, do you want to buy the snails in my bamboo basket?" Ding Qinghe thought to himself that the Yuan family had a big business, and the price offered would be higher than the price offered by those restaurants in Wumen Town.

"If these hard bumps ...... Cough...... Cough...... The snails are as delicious as you say, and I want to buy them all, but only if you teach the cook in my house to cook them. Master Yuan smiled and coughed lightly a few times and said.

"Master Yuan, if you give me the opportunity to make money, why don't I do it. Ding Qinghe happily agreed.

Yuan Yizhan pursed his lips when he heard this, thinking that this peasant woman was quite good at speaking with a small mouth.

Mrs. Yuan's Liang Shi heard that a peasant woman who knew how to treat in the mansion was curious, and after presiding over the middle feed in the mansion, she went to the kitchen to see the situation.

Ding Qinghe asked the rough maid in the kitchen of Yuan's Mansion to cut off the tail of the snail in a bamboo basket, and then washed it three times with water, after it was properly processed, she heated the oil, put the cut ginger pieces, green onions, and dried chili shreds into the oil pot and stir-fried them together, quickly stir-fried a few times, and then put in the processed snails, poured soy sauce, salt, and rice wine, and then stir-fried a few times, and covered the pot.

After Ding Qinghe heard that Master Yuan likes to eat spicy food, he deliberately put more dried chili shreds.

"Master, is there a noble person in our house? This person who knows medical skills and is good at cooking skills is really not to be underestimated. Liang had apparently smelled the smell of stir-fried snails wafting from the kitchen.

Master Yuan heard this but smiled silently, he glanced at the cold side face of his eldest son Yuan Yizhan, thinking that Yizhan was too blind to no one, and now he had taught him a lesson, and let him know that people can't look good, and the sea can't fight.

"Suck with your mouth, it tastes a little dirty, and you can also use a thin bamboo skewer so that your hands and mouth don't get dirty. Ding Qinghe explained with a smile, because she saw that the corners of each of their mouths and hands were oily, although they were inhaled by the spicy air, they still couldn't stop eating, she kindly reminded.

"It's delicious, do you still have snails at home?" asked Master Yuan hurriedly.

"How much does Master Yuan want?" Ding Qinghe thought to herself that if this snail was sold at a price, she wouldn't mind going down to the river to touch it on the poisonous sun and make some hard-earned money.

"You can send me some every three days to my restaurant. Master Yuan smiled heartily.

"Your restaurant?ah, Master Yuan, it turns out that your family originally opened a restaurant?" Ding Qinghe was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Exactly, the largest Fengyun building in Wumen Town is the property of my Yuan Mansion, so let's do it, a basket of snails, I'll give you fifty yuan, how about it?" Master Yuan is a businessman, and businessmen pursue profits, so they naturally hope to make more money for themselves.

"Fifty wen, it seems to be a little less, this snail is not easy to get. When Ding Qinghe heard this, he bluntly said that he felt too little.

"What about the eighty wens? I can't do it any more, my restaurant will also be maintained, Ding Langzhong, do you think what I said is right?" Master Yuan raised his hand and touched his beard, also embarrassed.

"A bamboo basket of snails is 100 Wen, if Master Yuan promises me, then the deal, if you don't agree, I will not be disappointed, hehe, I will give the snails in this bamboo basket today to your mansion to taste, I should be a good relationship for the two of us, Master Yuan, what do you think?" Ding Qinghe's bottom price in his heart was 70 Wen a bamboo basket, but when he thought about going down to the river to touch the snails on such a poisonous day, he had to risk his skin being tanned, so he had to increase the value of the snails.

"Master, it's not easy for people and girls, burn delicious snails for us on this hot day, I'll look at you and agree. The Liang family had a good impression of Ding Qinghe, coupled with the soft mouth of eating people, and besides, their Yuan Mansion was not short of these few dollars, so they persuaded with a smile.

"Since Mrs. said so, then I agreed, Ding Langzhong, let's make up our mind, you will send two bamboo baskets of snails to my Fengyun Building every two days in the future, and go to the Huang shopkeeper to settle the bill after delivery. Over there, I'll tell the shopkeeper in advance. Master Yuan thought to himself that this fried snail would definitely sell well in Fengyun Building.

"Okay, deal!" Ding Qinghe agreed with a smile. "But I want to say in advance that this snail is only available now, and it may not be available in a few months. ”

"Well, you just have to say it in advance. When the time comes, you can change to other dishes and cooperate with Fengyun Building!" Master Yuan said when he heard this.

"Thank you, Master Yuan. Ding Qinghe saw that Master Yuan was in a good mood and asked the cook Li Niangzi to wrap a pork belly for her, and said gratefully.

"I took you a bamboo basket of snails, and you fried them yourself, and now I give you a pork belly, and I'm still a good deal!" Master Yuan calculated the price of the two and joked with a smile.

Ding Qinghe smiled and nodded, put the pork belly away, and took the two pieces of money that Master Yuan asked Mr. Ledger to take again, and put them away.

"You are a woman, put the money away, don't be robbed. Under the orders of his father, Yuan Yizhan personally sent Ding Qinghe to the gate of Yuan's mansion.

"Thank you Yuan Gongzi for reminding me. Ding Qinghe was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled and said gratefully.

"The snails you just burned are delicious, by the way, I'm ...... I said those things before, you ...... Don't take it personally. Yuan Yizhan arched his hand and said, to Ding Qinghe's surprise, he actually apologized to her.

Although he didn't apologize explicitly, when he said this, Ding Qinghe didn't want to take it to heart.

"It's okay, I understand what you thought at the time, who let me not have Lang Chinese books." Ding Qinghe sighed and said.

"Lang's Chinese book can be obtained at the Xinglin Branch in Wumenli. Seeing that she was a little unhappy, Yuan Yizhan frowned and explained.

"Well, let's talk about Kaolang's Chinese book later. "Ding Qinghe wants to take the exam, but when he thinks of his situation in the Shi family, he is afraid that he will not have time to work, where can he have time to go to Wumen to take the Lang Chinese book?

Ding Qinghe went to the pharmacy and sold all the dried herbs, only for fifty-one yuan, it turned out that not only she knew how to sell herbs, but other villagers also knew how to sell herbs, so this pharmacy kept the price of buying herbs very low.

Ding Qinghe originally wanted to find an embroidery village to sell the purse in the shape of a little rabbit, but seeing that the time to meet with her mother-in-law Yang was not early, she was afraid that she would go late, so that Yang nagged, but when she thought of her hard-earned two hanging money (equivalent to 2,000 yuan) all handed over to the public middle school, she was a little unhappy, so she took away one hundred of them, and put it together with the fifty-one yuan from selling herbs, and the remaining 1,900 yuan was put in Tongcheng Money Village in the name of Ding Qinghe to be stored in Tongcheng Money Village for the livelihood after the separation.

Sure enough, as Ding Qinghe guessed, her mother-in-law Yang had already waited for her to meet at the Zhuniang porridge shop early.

"Your heart is so wild! Why have you been there for so long? The tired old lady is about to die of heat! By the way, how much did you sell snails and herbs?" Yang didn't care if Ding Qinghe was thirsty or not, and after seeing her running in front of her sweating profusely, he reprimanded her with a split head and a face.

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Yuan Yizhan is still quite good, O(∩_∩)O~