Chapter 259: Husband and wife should do everything together

After Chu Yue came out of the back room, Song Dashun and Du Juan, who were standing outside the store, came back in.

Du Juan first asked about Ye Zhaodi's situation, "Is that girl... okay?"

"Her name is Ye Zhaodi. She is a clerk I hired. She was still young and didn't understand some things. Now she is fine. I let her go to rest. If you come to the store next time and I am not there, you can go directly to her. I trust her." Chu Yue gave a brief introduction.

When Du Juan heard Chu Yue say that everything was fine, she felt relieved. After all, Chu Yue was a doctor and it was impossible for her to make mistakes.

Then she took out the notebook she had used before. On it was not only the reservation list, but also the amount paid by each person. Du Juan wrote everything down carefully in her beautiful handwriting and gave the corresponding amount to Chu Yue, not a penny less or more. Du Juan had carefully checked it while waiting for someone.

Chu Yue took a quick look and saw that Song Dashun and his wife had brought a total of eighteen white-feathered broiler chickens today. Sixteen of them were sold in the morning, leaving only two in the chicken coop.

If the person who made the reservation hasn't come to pick up the chicken by this time, he or she probably ran away.

There are only two orders, and it’s no problem even if they keep the food for themselves. They have become a very stable customer base.

Chu Yue counted out eighty yuan from a thick stack of money and handed it to Du Juan, saying, "This is yours."

"So... much?" Dujuan's eyes widened in shock. They had made a lot of money last time selling mugwort glutinous rice cakes, but this time it was eighty yuan, which was unimaginable for people in the countryside.

Not to mention the villagers, even the city people don’t dare to think about it.

It only took them a month to raise these chickens. Even the top-level eighth-level technicians could not earn 80 yuan a month, 50 yuan at most.

Song Dashun also said, "Doctor Chu, this is really too much. It's different from the originally agreed-upon profit sharing ratio."

"The reason I gave you more is because you delivered the chickens to the city and spent more effort and time, so you should get more. This is what you deserve, so just take it with confidence." Although Chu Yue was generous, she was not a philanthropist. She always had her reasons for doing things.

Just like that, Chu Yue stuffed eighty yuan into Du Juan's pocket.

Du Juan still looked embarrassed and really didn't dare to accept such a large sum of money.

On the contrary, Song Dashun was direct, "Wife, just accept it. After we go back, we will raise more chickens and make more money. If our chickens are good, Dr. Chu's shop will have more repeat customers, and she will make more money, it's all the same."

What Song Dashun said was true. They and Chu Yue were one. They raised many good chickens and everyone made money together.

Du Juan then carefully accepted the money and thanked Chu Yue repeatedly.

Chu Yue asked, "Are you going back next?"

"Let's not go back yet. We finally made it to the city, let's go out for a walk." Song Dashun said happily. He was particularly happy when he thought about bringing his wife into the city.

"Wait for me."

Chu Yue walked back behind the counter and took out two beautiful lottery tickets from the drawer and handed them to Du Juan, "Du Juan, this is for you."

Du Juan looked down and found the words "Cake Exchange Coupon" written on the lottery ticket.

Chu Yue said, "There's a cake shop at the intersection you just came to. The chef was hired from Shanghai with a high salary. You can go and try some of the food."

Shanghai is Dujuan's hometown. Qingming Festival is coming soon. Even though Dujuan has a quarrel with her family, who doesn't miss home?

Dujuan was very tempted by the cakes from Shanghai, but cakes are not cheap in Shanghai, and they will definitely be more expensive here.

"Doctor Chu, how much are these cake coupons? I'll give you the money. We have already received so much help from you, we can't take your things for free anymore." Du Juan felt in her pocket and wanted to give the money.

Chu Yue held her hand and said, "No need to pay, the cake coupons are free. I still have a bunch here, I can't finish them even if I eat them every day."

Having said that, Chu Yue smiled.

The only person who would spend money so lavishly is Pei Hanchuan.

Pei Hanchuan gave Chu Yue a thick stack of cake redemption coupons. Chu Yue refused to accept them at first, but he kept giving them to her every day until Chu Yue got annoyed and had to accept them.

Then Master Pei changed the delivery time from once a day to once a week, with seven tickets delivered at a time, hoping that Chu Yue would go to his store every day.

But Chu Yue never went there once, and instead the drawers were almost full.

Now I am just borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, and I finally gave away two of them.

So, Song Dashun and Dujuan left the remaining two chickens and went to a secluded place to find a place to park the donkey cart. Dujuan kept her head down and looked at the two cake redemption coupons, with a particularly sweet smile.

Song Dashun looked up at the stylish and neatly decorated shop, then at his smelly clothes. He said with embarrassment, "I'd rather not go in. If I make the shop dirty, I'll have to pay for it. Wife, you go in and eat alone."

"If you don't go in, I won't go in either."

"No, Doctor Chu said that the cake maker in the store is from Shanghai. You will definitely like it. Come in quickly. I'll be waiting for you outside." The rough man urged anxiously.

Du Juan looked up at Song Dashun, her face gentle and her eyes firm. "Song Dashun, no matter if you are a farmer or wearing tattered clothes, you are now the husband I, Du Juan, have chosen, and I will never feel ashamed. Why did Doctor Chu give us two cake exchange coupons? Because we are husband and wife, and we should do everything together."

Song Dashun's heart was pounding when he heard this, and he was shaking violently as if he was riding a donkey cart on a rugged road.

Du Juan smiled and asked him, "Are you going in now?"

"Go in! Of course we have to go in!"

Song Dashun nervously wiped the sweat from his palms, held Dujuan's little hand, and walked in with his head held high.

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When there were no customers at noon, Chu Yue and Ye Zhaodi could finally rest and have a hot meal. As for the food... it was sent by Pei Hanchuan, saying it was for Pei Tianci, but there were five dishes, one soup, and a big pot of white rice.

This is not for Pei Tianci alone, it is to entertain Chu Yue.

Chu Yue did not refuse and accepted them all. She had tasted the pastry chef's craftsmanship when she ate Western pastries at Pei's house last time, and now she wanted to try the craftsmanship of Pei's chef. Besides, Ye Zhaodi was a "patient" now, so she should get some nourishment, which saved Chu Yue the trouble.

Four people were eating around a small table. The place was small and they sat very close to each other. When they picked up the chopsticks, their elbows would accidentally touch the people next to them.

This was the first time Pei Tianci had eaten like this. In the past, he always sat at a big table at home, and the food was placed where he couldn’t reach it. The maid would help him pick up the food and put it in the bowl in front of him.

Now he and Lu Yuanbao were sitting close together, holding white rice in his little hands and chopsticks, looking at the food on the table with his big eyes, but he didn't know which one to eat.