Yang Cuiliu and Susan looked over one after another, and when they saw Feng Tianche and the others, Yang Cuiliu looked dazed. Susan hurriedly ran behind her mother to hide, and the mother and daughter looked panicked.

"You, who are you?" Yang Cuiliu asked.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, I'm here to find Su Man, she went to my pharmacy to sell medicinal herbs before, am I here today to ask her what other medicinal herbs she has?" Feng Tianche explained.

Yang Cuiliu then remembered that every time she went to the market, she had to go to a pharmacy to sell medicinal herbs.

"Lady Shan, go and call your sister over, a few of you can come in and sit." Yang Cuiliu was relieved.

"Okay." Feng Tianche walked in unceremoniously.

"Cuiliu, you should be busy first, I still have to pick vegetables." On Wednesday, the daughter-in-law said that she was leaving.

Feng Tianche's subordinates handed over a bit of broken silver: "Thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law." ”

Wednesday's daughter-in-law looked surprised: "How can this be done, I didn't do anything." ”

"Sister-in-law, take it, a little heart." His men gave her the money.

The daughter-in-law accepted it on Wednesday and happily took the silver and left, but she didn't expect the relatives of the Cuiliu family to be so generous, she gave so much broken silver just to lead the way.

Yang Cuiliu turned around and went back to the house, and when she came out again, she came out with three bowls in her hand and a kettle: "A few people drink saliva, the man girl will come in a while." ”

Ye Tianhan glanced at the courtyard, and the deep black pupils crossed unexpectedly.

The three thatched huts seemed to be more dilapidated and worse than they had traveled, barely sheltering from the wind and rain, and the yards were small but clean, with five wooden shelves on which to dry all kinds of vegetables.

The night was a little surprising, and the person who could draw such a picture would actually live in such a dilapidated yard.

Looking at the black patch in the bowl, Feng Tianche frowned: "Why does this look like a bitter medicine soup, so dark?" ”

"This is called sour plum soup, it is boiled by a man, it is very delicious, you can try it." Yang Cuiliu replied.

The subordinate was already thirsty, so he drank it when he picked it up, and only after drinking a bowl did he speak: "It's delicious, it's really delicious, sister-in-law will bring me another bowl." ”

Yang Cuiliu poured him another bowl, and his subordinates drank it all again.

Feng Tianche glanced at the bowl awkwardly, but still took a sip of it, tasted it, and then drank the rest.

"Sister-in-law, your sour plum soup is really delicious, I'll come by myself, come by myself, you go and get busy." Feng Tian took the kettle and drank it upside down.

Yang Cuiliu was also real, and continued to go to the side to dry the radish.

The dark pupils of the cold night inadvertently glanced at the words on the ground, widening slightly.

People will win the day, and it is a bit interesting that such a young child can actually write these words.

"Mother, my sister is back." Susan ran in excitedly.

Su Man walked in from the outside with a bamboo basket behind him, calm and calm, his face was calm, and he didn't flatter and flatter when he saw Feng Tianche, and he took down the bamboo basket behind him while walking into the courtyard.

Ye Tianhan was a little skeptical, whether Feng Tianche had found the wrong person.

"Feng Tianche, you drank a bowl of sour plum soup for one or two silver, how many bowls did she drink?" Su Man asked straight to the point.

"I think there are three or four bowls." Yang Cuiliu replied honestly.

"Then even if it's three or four taels of silver, the three of you have a big pot, and I will give you a discount in front of the shopkeeper Cao, just give fifty taels." Suman counted the accounts.

Feng Tianche was suddenly annoyed: "Dead girl, you rob it, a pot of sour plum soup costs fifty taels of silver." ”