"I have a daughter-in-law to raise."

Song Ming spoke in a rather smug tone, there are so many men in the village, he doesn't do anything every day, and he can eat delicious food every day.

The man looked at him.

Song Ming was not timid, and straightened his chest for him to look at.

The man looked incredulous, and pointed to the dilapidated house behind her, "Just these few broken houses of yours, and your daughter-in-law to raise, I think you haven't talked about your daughter-in-law yet, right?" ”

"Don't underestimate ......"

In addition to admitting cowardice in front of the people over there, Song Ming has never had stage fright in front of others, and he cocked his thumb, "You can go to Songjia Village to inquire, who doesn't know that I, Song Ming, married a good daughter-in-law, and I am a good hand inside and out, I don't do anything every day, just waiting to spend money to eat." ”

The man's gaze fell on the apron he was wearing.

Song Ming didn't feel embarrassed, and continued to brag, "I found out in my conscience today, boiled some water, and waited for her to come back and drink ready-made." ”

"I don't know what blind woman like you will marry you?"

After saying that, the man stopped looking at him and urged the coachman, "Okay, are you okay?" ”

The coachman was lying on the bottom of the car, repairing it with a hammer, and stopped his actions when he heard the words, "The young master has to wait for a while." ”

"Useless stuff."

The man scolded, he couldn't stand the heat, and said to Song Ming, "Go and get a fan and fan me and give you five taels of silver." ”

Five taels!

Song Ming ran into the house with a gust of wind, snatched the only unbroken fan in Song Gua's hand, ran out quickly, and fanned hard.

Song Gua pouted, but she didn't chase it out, she heard the man's words clearly just now, and when the people left in a while, she would find a way to pick one or two from Song Ming's hands.

"You're idle at home all day, where do you get the money to spend?"

The man asked "casually".

Song Ming didn't stop, "My daughter-in-law earns it, she works in the workshop." ”

"Workshop?"

The man motioned for him to stop, "Are you talking about the Song family's herbal tea workshop?" ”

"Not only that, but there is also a workshop for hot pot bases, and my daughter-in-law will do it."

"Really?"

"Naturally, it's true, I lied to you and I don't have any silver flowers."

The man gave the little maid a look, and the little maid saw a broken stool in the courtyard, walked in and moved it behind Song Ming, and motioned for him to sit down.

Song Ming was flattered, "I'll just stand, stand." ”

"As for me, I came to buy the goods today, but people said that there was no goods, since your daughter-in-law can do it, it is better for me to hire her, one hundred taels a month."

Song Ming was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue, one hundred taels a month, one thousand taels a year, and ten years......

No, his daughter-in-law had signed a deed of sale and could not work elsewhere.

Thinking of this, the fan fanned out of energy, "No, my daughter-in-law can't go." ”

"Why?"

Song Ming said that he had signed the deed of sale.

After hearing this, the man's eyes rolled a few times, "In this way, your daughter-in-law must know the formula, let her tell me the formula, and I will give you 10,000 taels at a time." ”

Song Ming fanned his fan and became vigilant.

The fate of Song Lian and his wife is still vivid, he doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of those two people, the silver is good, but he also has to have that life flower.

But he said, "Ten thousand is too little, I can see clearly when I sit in this courtyard every day, and I can't sell it in the workshop at all." ”

"How much are you going to get?"

Song Ming stretched out a hand.

"Fifty thousand? You have a big appetite. ”

The man scoffed.

"Love or not."

Song Ming still stretched out his hand, "Give me five taels of silver first, lest you regret it for a while." ”

The man signaled, and the little guy took out five taels of silver to him, and Song Linle put it in his arms and continued to fan.

"Thirty thousand taels!"

The man was ruthless.

Song Ming didn't let it go at all, "Fifty thousand, not one less." ”

The man gritted his back molars, "Okay, 50,000 is 50,000, when can I get it?" ”

Song Ming's eyes were full of gold, "My daughter-in-law can only come back in the evening, I have to coax her well, and you will send someone over the day after tomorrow." ”

"Young master, it's repaired."

The driver got out from under the car.

The man got up, "That's it, I'll send someone over the day after tomorrow." ”

With that, the man strode over and got into the carriage.

When his carriage left the village, Song Ming threw the fan in his hand, ran towards the workshop, ran to the door and shouted, "Song Shen, Song Shen!" ”

Song Shen came out of the workshop when he heard the sound.

"There was a ...... just now"

Halfway through his words, afraid of being heard, Song Ming lowered his voice, "Did someone come to buy goods just now?" ”

"Why do you ask this?"

"He went to my house and said that he wanted to buy 50,000 taels of silver, I think he came prepared, you go and tell Song Wanyue."

It's really for the recipe!

Song Shen went home and told Grandma Song, went to the house of the only person in the village who had an ox cart, and asked the family to send the two of them to the county.

Song Ming didn't want to go, he was stunned when he saw Song Wanyue.

"I'll just tell you, in fact, they didn't say anything, they just said ......"

"Come with me."

Song Shen took him into the ox cart, went to the county market, and asked Song Sanxiao to take them to the house, saw Song Wanyue, and told her about the person's visit.

Song Wanyue looked at Song Ming.

Song Ming's heart fluttered, "I, I just said that, no, I won't really give them the formula." No, no, no, I don't have a recipe and I won't ask. ”

He is living a very nourishing life now, he can eat whatever he wants every day, and he can drink a little wine from time to time, he is very content.

Song Wanyue smiled suddenly, "Give, why don't you give it?" ”

"Huh?"

Song Ming was stunned.

Two quarters of an hour later, the two men came out of the house and returned to the market in an ox-cart.

Liu Cuilan and the three of them mixed the cold skin, "Eat as much as you want." ”

Song Ming couldn't believe it, and looked at Liu Cuilan in a daze, not daring to move chopsticks.

"Eat."

"I—Can I eat it?"

"You can eat as much as you want."

Song Ming picked up the chopsticks and devoured them.

He had been hungry for cold skin for a long time, if it weren't for Liu Cuilan and Song Shu selling it, he would have come to the county to have a good meal.

After eating three servings in a row, he put down his chopsticks with a full burp, and Song Sanxiao came over and patted him on the shoulder, "As long as you are the same as this time in the future, you will be indispensable to eat at home." ”

Song Ming's head is like a chick pecking rice.

……

In the evening, Song Wanyue returned home in Song Lin's carriage, and the old man Song entered the door with the front foot, and she asked the second girl to call Song Ming's daughter-in-law to come over.

"Auntie, there's something I need your help with."

"What does it not help, you have something to say."

Song Wanyue told her about today's events, "I also trouble my aunt to find an excuse to stay at home tomorrow and tell them the formula." ”

"Huh?"

Song Ming's daughter-in-law was stunned.

……

The next afternoon, when the weather was at its hottest, the little servant came in a carriage.