The crazy lady raised her eyebrows, as if she was a little displeased: "Say." ”

This girl understands medical skills, and she should know how valuable those medicinal materials are. gave her so many good things, but she was still not satisfied, and wanted to sit on the ground and start the price?!

Tang and Rou kneaded the glutinous rice dough into round strips, put them on the wooden board that made medicine for Huang Pozi before, and kneaded them into balls in batches. She wiped the broken hair on her forehead with the back of her hand, and pointed to the roof: "I'm curious, crazy aunt can jump down, can she jump up directly?" Can you jump and show me?! ”

The girl's eyes were shining with stars, and she looked expectant and curious.

Crazy Lady: "......"

After Boss Liu came back, he really remembered her, and sent the shopkeeper to come in person, not only to settle the balance of the one hundred and eighty taels of silver in the private room reincarnation plate, but also to order a lot of mochi.

This mochi recipe Tang and Rou are not for sale, but Jing Gongzi's birthday banquet is imminent, and the owner takes a fancy to it again, so the shopkeeper can only bargain with Tang and Rou.

In the end, he ordered five hundred at a high price of one penny, fearing that she would regret it, or perhaps to wash away Liu Jialiu's bad impression, so he casually settled the fifty taels of silver.

He went to the village by the way, went back to the Burrow, and asked her if she had any plans to go to Pingzhou to develop.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and somehow the young shopkeeper has grown a thin beard, which looks very vicissitudes.

Tang and Rou's pottery workshop was in the early stages of preparation, so it was natural to refuse.

But it's also strange, why does this good person want to go to Pingzhou?

In ancient times, in this remote frontier place, it was true that birds did not poop and chickens did not lay eggs. This Qingyu Village is already down, at least it can farm, and when it comes to the autumn harvest in a bumper year, it is not completely hopeless.

But Pingzhou is really a wasteland, a barren mountain, and it will take several years to see the harvest if you sow it. The land is hard, and it is not known whether the crops can be transplanted.

Could it be that all of them didn't do good things, and they were "degraded" by Liu Jia, a short-tempered person?

She asked a few casually, all of them were perfunctory, and smiled and asked her to do it more delicately, and she must not go wrong.

Tang and Rou didn't guess.

Fortunately, I bought a stone mill and there were animals that could pull it.

She tinkered with a pole and hung some hundred veins on her back. Se'er probably felt insulted, and was very uncooperative at first, but after losing her temper at the stone mill and almost kicking her hooves, she stopped resisting and resigned herself to pulling the mill.

The weather is cold, and these raw mochi will not be bad when they are dried outside. But the steaming process has to be controlled by herself, and in case there is a burst of steaming in the middle, she has to send a good one to replenish. If the big man eats happily and adds many more temporarily, the money will come easily.

So, she only ordered five hundred, and she made twenty more for each flavor.

I have to go to the county seat tomorrow, and after Tang Yourou finished cooking the balls for himself and the crazy uncle, he went into the stove room to continue his work, finishing the last sieve of raw mochi, and the moon rose high.

Cover with a steamed burlap and stuff into a shelf.

Suddenly, I heard the door being slammed down, and it seemed to be pulling out the world.

The young lady and Dou'er knew that this door was expensive, but they wouldn't knock like this. In order to avoid suspicion, Ah Niu, a bachelor, leaves every time he finishes eating, and it is dark at this time, and he will not come.

"Who?" Tang Yourou muttered suspiciously, and subconsciously grabbed the broom used to sweep the chicken coop on the side, looking vigilant.

The crazy lady who was lying on the roof looking at the stars sat up, glanced out of the wooden wall, and lay back lazily, "It's the one surnamed Yang in the medical hall." ”

What good thing can Yang Mian do when he comes to her at this time?

Tang and Rou let go of their brooms and grabbed their machetes.

The crazy lady looked at her as if she was facing a great enemy, and laughed.

Tang Yourou put the machete on his shoulder, half-pushed the door open, and said angrily: "You will pay for the door if it is broken?!" ”

Outside the door, Yang Mian was holding a stove in his hand, followed by a small apprentice holding a torch high, and the apprentice was still holding a burden in his hand.

The firelight illuminated the disgusted expression on his fat face: "Your house is not badly built, why is there shit in the corner?" If you like a smelly house, why build a new one? Look, the hem of my clothes is dirty! ”

Who likes a smelly house? It's really a dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth!

Tang Yourou raised the corners of one side of his mouth, and replied with a smile: "Stupid people will rub it!" ”

Yang Mian wanted to scold back, but he held back, changed his smile, and said, "Little girl, do you still want that plaster, I have practiced a lot!" ”

Tang Yourou guessed his intention and refused: "Don't, I'm not free today." ”

Yang Mian touched his nose, sighed, and said, "You little girl really has no conscience, but this time it was your second aunt who was hurt." ”

What does Song Ming have to do with her?

Tang and Rou snorted: "We have separated, and the one surnamed Song is not my uncle!" Where she loves to die, where she dies, my conscience only gives me good people, what does it have to do with her? ”

Yang Mian had a smile on her fat head and big ears, frowned, pretended to be very concerned about her reputation, and said in that slightly greasy voice: "Isn't it that I have encountered an incurable disease and cannot be cured." Now people don't leave me, saying that I am not good at medicine. I'm not afraid of her scolding me, but she said that you little girl healed people indiscriminately, and her sister-in-law was stupid! I'm kind enough to remind you! ”

This Song Ming doesn't make trouble in the morning, and he doesn't make trouble in the evening, but he is making trouble now?

Speaking of which, Tang Zhuangyuan's congratulatory gift probably hasn't landed yet, right?

Song Ming has been tormented by Mrs. Tang for a while, the last time Tang and Rou went to the stream to wash clothes and met her, they saw that she had lost a lot of weight, and she still had dark circles under her eyes, thinking that there was no way to get money to buy congratulatory gifts.

What incurable diseases can Yang Mian not be able to fool?

Tang and Rou vaguely guessed that Song Ming wanted to blackmail the medical hall because of this.

As for Yang Mian, most of them scolded Song Ming and wanted to call her to share the firepower.

She's not going!

"It's all over, she's a shrew scolding the street, whoever cares about it will take care of it!"

Tang Yourou wanted to close the door as he spoke.

Yang Mian hurriedly snatched the burden from the apprentice's hand, stuffed it into the door, blocked the wooden door, and said, "Rou girl, you really don't want such a big bag of plaster?" Don't take it away? ”

This plaster is still a bit exciting.

Tang Yourou thought for a moment and bargained: "You tell me how to make this plaster, and I'll go with you!" ”

Yang Mian is a cunning person, as soon as she heard this, she guessed that she wanted gypsum to be of great use, pinching her beard, her eyes were full of calculations: "It's useless if you want a method, you can't get the materials, the materials of this gypsum are hard to find, and it takes a long time to refine, and ordinary people can't do it." ”

Tang Yourou stretched out his hand to him: "Then I also want to take the recipe first, if I am short of materials, I will ask you again, so that you don't have to quarrel with me again and again." ”

"Master, we have to hurry, what if the mother-in-law is really dead?" The apprentice whispered.