Mu Lingluo specially calculated, if the price added by the Fu shopkeeper is used to hire labor, twenty catties of meat every three days is four taels of silver, and after removing the cost, he can earn three taels, and there will be a net profit of thirty taels of silver a month.

Not to mention that she also has to sell pearls to the treasure book, so that after all the calculations, she has to have hundreds of taels of income every month. In this way, she will soon be able to save a start-up capital.

Mu Lingluo lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice in embarrassment: "The shopkeeper Fu is really kind, it's just that there will be a housewarming banquet at home at the beginning of next month, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come next time." So I sent more this time, and now the shopkeeper has suddenly increased the quantity, and I'm afraid I won't be able to send it to the ...... in time."

"It's okay, I just want to say it. If it is convenient for Miss Mu to tell her home address, I will ask my shop to come to the girl's house every market day to pick up the work and give the money. After all, those twenty catties are really a bit heavy for a weak woman, and Mu Zhu will not feel sorry for the girl when she turns around. The shopkeeper Fu was busy, and also joked about the two.

Su Zimo's eyes moved, like ripples on the surface of a calm lake, layer upon layer, he glanced at Mu Lingluo, and raised the teacup to cover the corners of his slightly hooked mouth.

Mu Lingluo's face was slightly blushing, and he was inevitably a little embarrassed when he was teased by outsiders.

"The shopkeeper is so nice and thoughtful. If this is the case, then I should be respectful and obey. Since Mu Lingluo had negotiated, he got up and said goodbye to the shopkeeper Fu.

The shopkeeper Fu was about to send her out, but suddenly saw Mu Lingluo stop, turned his head and said: "By the way, I learned a little bit of the art of disambiguation, and just then the shopkeeper of Fu was floating in his footsteps, and his face was red. I wonder if the shopkeeper has ever had a nosebleed and a sore throat? ”

Shopkeeper Fu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Mu Lingluo to suddenly say this, he nodded, and said in surprise: "How do you know?" Recently, I did have these symptoms, and I was going to go to the Herb Hall to have a look, but the store has been busy recently, so I didn't go there. ”

"This is not a big symptom, I will prescribe a small earthwork for the shopkeeper, which is a very convenient dietary therapy." Mu Lingluo didn't pay attention to it originally, but he just saw that his eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and he was sure when he got up and walked around.

And she thinks that although the shopkeeper Fu is shrewd, he looks very good. And these are just gestures, and she should help them.

Shopkeeper Fu didn't know that Mu Lingluo knew medical skills, so she only thought that she had given him those earthworks in the countryside, after all, the really best medicinal diets were only kept by famous families. Although he didn't need it, it was not good to brush off Mu Lingluo's kindness and let people prepare pen and ink.

In fact, they are all small food therapy prescriptions for dry and hot in traditional Chinese medicine, but the Qing Song Dynasty diet therapy is expensive, and it is mostly used for aristocratic health preservation, and ordinary people and even small households mostly use traditional Chinese medicine.

Mu Lingluo put down the pen, dried the ink on the paper, and handed it to the shopkeeper Fu, "Shopkeeper Fu will carry out food therapy according to this, two days a day, eat it in the morning and evening, presumably it will be good in five days." Although taking Chinese medicine is good quickly, the medicine is poisonous, and it is not as good as this diet therapy. ”

Mu Lingluo didn't know much about the importance of diet therapy recipes, and in her opinion, these diet therapy recipes were extremely popular, so there was no need to hide them.

Diet therapy and medicinal food are expensive in the eyes of the Fu shopkeeper, but for Mu Lingluo, they are just ordinary.

The shopkeeper Fu took the letter suspiciously, and asked people to send Mu Lingluo and Su Zimo out, and looked at the paper for a long time, thinking that Mu Lingluo would not harm him, and he did have a dry and itchy throat recently, so he also asked people to do it for him.

At this time, Mu Lingluo didn't know that it was this small recipe that helped her a lot in the future, but it also caused endless disasters for her.

When the two of them went out, they went straight to Zhuo's house, and Su Zimo said lightly: "I didn't know that you actually had such experience in dietary therapy, but don't take it out at will in the future." ”

Mu Lingluo said strangely: "Why? It's just an ordinary diet prescription, and it's not fine. ”

Hearing this, Su Zimo frowned slightly, "Try not to take it out more in the future, it will not benefit you." You know, you are guilty. ”

Mu Lingluo nodded, knowing what Su Zimo meant, but she felt that medical skills needed to be carried forward, rather than holding on to her hands. But she didn't have much to argue, and it ruined Su Zimo's hard work in vain.

When the two arrived at Zhuo's house, Zhuo Chen's family had already received twenty taels of silver happily, but they had to go to Aunt Zhuo to bury Mu Lingluo, how ugly it sounded, it was nothing more than saying that Mu Lingluo was a fox spirit, and he robbed her of business and so on, and now he was punished.

Aunt Zhuo is really annoyed by this stupid and petty daughter-in-law, but Zhuo Chen's didn't make any big mistakes, her eldest son was pinched to death by Zhuo Chen's again, and she didn't want to be the one who sowed discord. When he heard the knock on the door, he scolded her to shut up, and then came to open the door.

Seeing Mu Lingluo coming, she hurriedly took her hand, "Doctor Mu is here, it's really hard for you to still think about my old man." I don't know if Dr. Mu has eaten, or I'll go and order you a bowl of noodles......"

"No need, auntie, I ate on the way." Mu Ling hurriedly stopped the enthusiastic Aunt Zhuo.

Aunt Zhuo noticed Su Zimo following behind Mu Lingluo, and saw that although he looked ordinary, he had an extraordinary bearing, and his eyes were even more restrained and bright, she was also a person who had seen the world, and immediately knew that Su Zimo was not an ordinary villager, so she only smiled: "Who is this?" ”

Mu Lingluo hurriedly pulled Su Zimo and introduced, "Auntie, this is my father-in-law, and now I am on an errand in the yamen, you can call him Amo." ”

Su Zimo also nodded politely and reservedly to Aunt Zhuo.

Hearing this, Aunt Zhuo was shocked, seeing that Su Zimo was indeed wearing yamen clothes, but she looked carefully, but she always felt that Su Zimo's face was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

But this person turned out to be Mu Lingluo's father-in-law, and thinking of Zhuo Jingran's affection for Mu Lingluo, Aunt Zhuo couldn't help but sigh. Originally, she was worried that Mu Lingluo's identity was not a good match for Zhuo Jingran, but now it seems that she doesn't have to worry about it, but ......

Aunt Zhuo invited the two of them into the door, although Su Zimo felt that Aunt Zhuo's eyes were a little weird, but she didn't think much about it.

Mu Lingluo carefully administered the needle to Father Zhuo, and then got up to say goodbye. She wanted to go to the private school, but she didn't think about it before she walked into the courtyard, and saw Zhuo Jingran leading Mu Liangzheng to stride over, seeing that she was really there, her face was dyed with a strange light, and his face was more and more like a crown of jade.

Su Zimo almost instinctively sensed the crisis, but when he saw Zhuo Jingran's face clearly, his pupils widened, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he raised his hand to press the corner of his forehead that suddenly felt pain, and his cheeks were pale.