Among the viewers in the live broadcast room, none of them believed that Ye Qingtang could wake up.

Looking at the piles of questioning his own remarks, it aroused Ye Qingtang's desire to win.

She looked at Sima Changying with a serious face, and in his smile, Ye Qingtang said word by word: "We will go up the mountain to collect medicine early the day after tomorrow, and this time I will definitely be able to wake up!" ”

"Okay, you'll wake up." Sima Changying nodded along with her words, although he didn't know how Ye Qingtang was stimulated, he wanted to fight for victory or loss in this matter.

But seeing Ye Qingtang so persistent, Sima Changying naturally wouldn't hurt her desire to win, and smoothed the hair of the fried kitten while talking.

[If you say that Ye Qingtang was like a poor puppy some time ago, now he is like a fried cat, and my heart is cute. 】

[Mommy's daughter is right in everything she says, she says she can get up if she can! ] If you can't get up, it's definitely the bed's fault! 】

[That's right!] What Baby Qingtang said is right! 】

Let's just say, this barrage doesn't need to be so biased towards her. Ye Qingtang looked at those words, and only felt that his face was as hot as fire.

But the more they are like this, the more Ye Qingtang has to prove that he can get up! In order to be able to get up that day, she even took the jet lag a day earlier.

Seeing Ye Qingtang like this, Sima Changying was helpless and distressed. After seeing that there was no result after persuading him several times, he had no choice but to give up.

However, Ye Qingtang tried so hard to prove himself, and on the day he agreed to get up early and go up the mountain, he slept very deeply, and he couldn't move.

Seeing this, Sima Changying did not force it, and after picking up the medicine list that Ye Qingtang had prepared early in the morning, he went up the mountain alone to collect medicine.

The familiar scene was staged again, and after Ye Qingtang woke up, Sima Changying had already prepared breakfast, and all the medicinal materials had been properly handled.

Ye Qingtang finally realized the fact that he really couldn't get up early, and directly chose to put it up: "I won't talk big in the future!" ”

Eating breakfast viciously, although the flag was not completed, Ye Qingtang understood one thing very deeply.

It's just that there is no need to be tough on what you can't do, just choose to lie down as soon as possible, no matter who it is, it's a happy thing.

"I've never asked you to wake up early, so who's struggling with whom?" Sima Changying shook his head helplessly, and then rubbed Ye Qingtang's head.

Seeing that people were happy to eat, he helped Ye Qingtang deal with the medicinal materials according to the method of Ye Qingtang in his memory.

One morning, Ye Qingtang taught Sima Changying a little bit of how to deal with medicinal herbs. Then wait until he has processed the herbs, mix them according to the proportions and put them in jars.

"Is that enough? Or do you need me to go to the mountains tomorrow to collect some medicine? Now that I know how to deal with it, I can help you better. ”

Seeing Ye Qingtang put away the things in his hands, Sima Changying walked to her side, hugged the person in his arms and asked softly.

Today, Sima Changying specially picked a lot of herbs, originally thinking that if he got more, Ye Qingtang would no longer have to think about going up the mountain.

But what Sima Changying didn't expect was that there were so many medicinal materials, and in the end, Ye Qingtang only made ten jars of ointment.

Although this production is already very good, if this thing sells well, ten cans is far from enough. So Sima Changying thought that if Ye Qingtang still needed it, he would go to the mountain tomorrow to pick all the herbs.

"It's okay." Ye Qingtang shook his head, then turned around and hugged Sima Changying and said softly: "None of us can guarantee that this thing will sell well, so let's put it aside for the time being."

"And ten cans is enough. I can divide them into small portions, and a can can sell more than a dozen copies, and the quantity is enough. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Qingtang immediately took out a few small porcelain jars that he had ordered with Cao Qingzhi some time ago. That size, but it can fit into something the size of a knuckle, and someone who happens to have frostbite only needs these medicines.

It's not that Ye Qingtang is stingy, it's about to enter spring. When the weather is warm, even if the frostbite is not good, it will not be necessary to continue to take medication.

So so many doses, just enough for everyone to use up a course of treatment. After spring, Ye Qingtang will no longer sell this ointment.

"What a small jar." Sima Changying thought that the jar used by the woman to hold lipstick was already the smallest. I didn't expect Ye Qingtang to be able to make smaller jars.

"It took a bit of work." Ye Qingtang took back the jar and said helplessly: "At first, the son of the Cao family was unwilling to help me, but it took me some money to get him, and I felt sorry for my money." ”

"There's no way around it, you need such a big jar, so even if it's expensive, the money always has to be used."

Sima Changying smiled and shook his head, he knew that customizing such a small thing would definitely cost a lot more than ordinary things.

It's just that it's a necessity after all, it's just a little money, and you can always earn it back.

"That's right." Nodding clearly, Sima Chang couldn't win a sentence or two, and Ye Qingtang was no longer entangled.

After packing the ointments separately, Ye Qingtang and Sima Changying went to understand Qingyi. She plans to make a food truck to sell Malatang.

This is the simplest snack, and it is very suitable for selling at Xie Qingyi's door. Even the food truck that needs to be used for this one still takes a lot of effort.

But again, since it is a necessity, even if it costs a little more, they can accept it.

After all, if they don't spend this money, then how can they make money from this in the future? Whether it is gained or lost, Ye Qingtang can still tell the difference.

"Qingtang, you're finally here, can you see if this ointment is the same as what you made? I've smelled this smell from you before, so I bought some to show you how it went. ”

As soon as Ye Qingtang arrived at Xie Qingyi, he was pulled into the store by Qiao Xie Yi with a solemn face. Then he took out the ointment he had bought from outside and placed it on the table.

Originally, Qiao Xie shouldn't have been suspicious of this kind of thing, but the smell of the ointment she smelled was too familiar, so she couldn't help but worry about whether Ye Qingtang's idea was stolen.

It can only be said that Qiao Xieyi's worry was right, and after seeing the things on the table, Ye Qingtang's face instantly sank.

She closed the jar dissatisfied, in Qiao Xieyi's worry and Sima Changying's incomprehension. smashed the jar directly, and then asked in a cold voice, "Where did you buy this thing?" ”