"I lack a big steward here, mainly to receive merchants who come from afar to order and pick up goods." Gu Qing got straight to the point, "If the shopkeeper Wang is willing, it is easy to say about the salary." ”

Shopkeeper Wang was a little stunned: "I, I've never made money in business, Gu Niangzi, you handed over such an important matter to me, aren't you afraid that I will mess up?" ”

"You don't know how to do business because you don't have an eye for opportunities, but you don't have any problems dealing with people." Gu Qing said with a smile, "Before the pigs and sheep grow up in the first half of next year, the shopkeeper may not have any income in his family, so it is better to give me a transition as a steward, and it would be better if I could train a capable general during this time." ”

The heart of the shopkeeper Wang was a little hot.

He really doesn't know anything about farming, raising pigs and sheep, if he doesn't have no way out, who wants to come to the village to settle down.

What he likes the most is to be a shopkeeper, talking with guests, drinking tea, counting money, and being at ease and comfortable in a day.

He immediately nodded: "After my house is built, I will come to take care of Mrs. Gu!" ”

Gu Qing laughed: "Then it's a word." ”

The shopkeeper built a blue brick house, first, because it was winter, it was not suitable for adobe, and he could not build an adobe house, and secondly, because his family was from the city, and he lived in a blue brick house all his life, and he was really not used to living in an earthen house, and the cost was more than 100 taels of silver, and he could afford it.

In the past few days, the house has already taken shape, and after waiting for more than half a month, it should be completed.

After sending off the shopkeeper Wang, Mo Li just entered the door, and in the past few days, merchants have come to pick up the goods and pay the final payment, and there are some deposits, adding up to seven seven or eight dollars, Gu Qing already has a huge sum of nearly 50,000 taels of silver in his hands.

Gu Qing took out a pen and paper and calculated an account, at present, the daily profit of the lo-mei business is about twenty taels of silver, the soap workshop produces a thousand pieces of soap per day, after removing the cost, the daily profit is about four or five hundred silver, the daily profit of Qinghan desserts is six hundred taels per day, and the daily profit of Qingpeige is seven hundred taels.

Every day, the soap workshop produces a large amount of crude glycerin, which can be used to make skin care products, but it will need to build a small workshop to extract glycerin, and then it will require a lot of workers...... Now some of the men in the village help her family, some build houses for the king's treasurer, and some tend to the fields and chop wood to sell to her...... After these things are done, she has to ask someone to dig a lotus pond while the rain is less in winter, and if she builds a small workshop, it will be difficult to hire people.

It's not that others don't want to come, but she doesn't want to hire two workers in one family, and if it affects agricultural production, she is afraid that she will be able to do it if she has a workshop.

It seems that you have to go to other villages to recruit workers, which is a bit more risky.

Forget it, let's wait until the winter is over to think about it.

After dark, Yang Pei drove the carriage home, and as soon as he got home, he went to chop wood, and after he was busy, he found himself sweating.

In the winter, he wore three layers of clothes, and the inside was all sweaty, and if he didn't change them, he might catch a cold.

He brought a basin of hot water into his room, scrubbed it first, and as soon as he finished washing, he sneezed loudly, and quickly put on his clothes and dressed them warmly.

Zhu Han was washing clothes on the side, Yang Pei began to clean the courtyard again, and after being busy for a while, he began to sweat again, and his hands and feet became a little soft, without any strength.

"Brother Yang, why is your face so red?"

Gu Qing walked in from the door and was startled when he saw that his face was flushed.

She raised her hand and touched his forehead, it was hot, it was a fever.

"Brother Yang, why are you still working hard when you are not feeling well, hurry up and lie down on the bed!" Gu Qing pushed him into the room, only Zhu Han and Yang Pei were at home at this time, and the rest of them went to the school: "Xiaohan, go to the village and invite Lang Zhong!" ”

Zhu Han answered, and went to invite someone.

Gu Qing helped Yang Pei back to the room to lie down, turned around and went to the kitchen to cook ginger soup, and drank some hot cold first.

Lang Zhong from the village soon came, he took his pulse, twisted his beard and said: "The pulse is vain, the evil is on the surface, and the skin is very hot...... Sick and warm, you have to sweat and reduce fever, ephedra, cinnamon branches, and Qianghuo can reduce fever, let me prescribe a prescription first. ”

The prescription was written, and Zhu Han followed to grab the medicine.

After grabbing a few large packets of medicine, Gu Qing was responsible for boiling the medicine, and boiled out a large bowl of black medicinal juice, the smell almost smoked Gu Qing to death.

The purpose of drinking these medicines is to drive away the cold and reduce the fever, and the body temperature will drop after drinking it twice a day for three consecutive days.

However, the effect of traditional Chinese medicine is slow, and sometimes the effect of the medicine has not yet arrived, and the patient may have already burned into a fool......

Yang Pei was lying on the bed, a little dazed.

Gu Qing immediately bought a temperature gun from the mall and quickly measured the temperature.

Thirty-nine and a half degrees!

This is a high fever, put in the modern to go to the hospital to get a fever injection!

Gu Qing originally thought it was a small cold, but after measuring the temperature, he found that it was a potentially fatal thing.

After bringing in the boiled medicine, she woke up Yang Pei, pinched his nose, and asked him to drink the whole bowl, but she didn't expect that Yang Pei vomited it all, and the whole person vomited darkly.

"Lang Zhong in the village is a barefoot doctor, and his medical skills are not very good." Zhu Han's face also showed a scorched color, "I'll go to the town to ask for a doctor." ”

Gu Qing has seen the prescription and compared the traditional Chinese medicine classics she bought, there is no problem with the prescription prescribed by Lang Zhong, and any doctor in this era will prescribe a similar prescription, but traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the root cause, and the treatment is the internal cause of the fever, rather than letting the temperature go down first, so I can't see any curative effect for the time being.

She spoke: "Xiaohan, you clean up here and bring a basin of warm water." ”

As soon as Zhu Han went out, she bought ibuprofen from the mall, which is an excellent anti-fever medicine in modern medicine, and her body temperature will go down within four hours after taking it.

She fed Yang Pei antipyretic medicine and put a fever-reducing patch on his navel.

Immediately afterwards, the fever was physically reduced, a wet towel was placed on his forehead, and he was continuously wiped on his body, armpits, hands and feet......

Before she finished wiping, Yang Pei grabbed Gu Qing's hand in a daze and pulled her hard, Gu Qing's whole person fell on Yang Pei, Yang Pei's eyes barely opened a gap, looking at Gu Qing, his eyes were burning: "Lady, you are so good-looking!" ”

Gu Qing was overwhelmed by his action, was this person awake or sleepwalking?

Before Gu Qing could react, Yang Pei's hot lips came up.

The door was pushed open with a 'bang'.

"Head of the family, what about Brother Yang...... Damn, you ......" Mo Li kicked open the door and saw that the two were kissing together, a nameless fire went straight to his heart, he just came back and heard Zhu Han say that Yang Pei was sick, and he was stupidly worried about Yang Pei's body, but people kissed the head of the family here!

"Head of the house!" Mo Li's face was gloomy and terrifying, and even his voice was not as cheerful and gentle as before.

Gu Qing hurriedly pushed Yang Pei away and threw down a sentence: "You take care of him!" He ran away as if he were running away.

Mo Li looked at Yang Pei, who was lying on the bed and was already burned, his violent heart gradually calmed down, looking at the appearance of the two, it should be a misunderstanding.

But he was still very angry, Yang Pei, a dog who is not visible on weekdays, dared to use the trick of illness to deceive the kiss of the head of the family!

It's just disgusting!

Isn't it just sick! Who wouldn't be the same!

Gu Qing, who returned to his room, buried his head in the quilt, his little face seemed to be burning a fire, crimson and hot.

This is the first kiss in her past life and this life! It's just inexplicably gone......

Gu Qing really wants to scold!

She treats him as a brother, but he wants to kiss her......

Gu Qing angrily grabbed the pillow and smashed it to the ground: "Yang Pei, you bastard!" Give me back my first kiss, ......ahh

It wasn't until the next morning that Yang Pei finally opened his eyes.

Looking at Gu Qing, who was coming in with a bowl of millet porridge, he reluctantly pulled out a smile: "Family master, thank you for your hard work......"

Yang Peiqiang sat up.

Gu Qing touched his forehead: "The fever has finally subsided." ”

She said a little uncomfortably with the porridge: "I know you have no appetite, but you have to finish drinking, continue to sleep when you are full, and just sleep and get up." ”

Yang Pei nodded and drank a bowl of porridge.

Looking at the back of the head of the family, Yang Pei reached out and touched his red lips, he seemed to have a dream, in the dream, he kissed the head of the house, the dream was so real, the lips of the head of the house were so soft......

Gu Qing walked out of the room with the bowl, and when she arrived at the hall, she realized that she was also sweating.

Yang Pei became a stupid dog as soon as she got sick, and she didn't want to be sick.

She hurriedly bought a large package of banxiao chaihu from the mall, washed it with hot water, and everyone in the family had a bowl: "This is a herb to ward off the cold, you all drink a little, so as not to get sick like Yang Pei." ”

Dong Rong raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Qing, she always called Brother Yang Peiyang on weekdays, what's wrong today?

Mo Li took a sip, a little surprised: "This tastes like herbal tea, can it really drive away the cold?" ”

In his concept, the medicine is very bitter, and he must eat candied fruit after drinking the medicine, otherwise the bitter taste can remain in his mouth forever, and he will be disgusting.

Gu Nuo drank Xiao Chai Hu in one go: "Eldest sister, I still want to drink a bowl." ”

Gu Yu licked his lips: "Eldest sister, this medicine is so delicious, I still want to drink it." ”

Gu Qing held his forehead: "I'll cook it for you again tomorrow." ”

After a bowl of Xiao Chai Hu, Gu Qing felt much more comfortable.

That night, she was afraid that Yang Pei would come again, so Mo Li would go to Yang Pei's room from time to time to see if he still had a fever.

Gu Qing didn't sleep for half the night in his room, and only got up when he heard the neighing of the horse.

She yawned and walked out of the room, and saw that Yang Pei's guy was already in the carriage, and she was full of spirit, where could she see that she had just had a serious illness yesterday.

The young lad's body is anti-creation!

(End of chapter)