The visitor was none other than Mr. Xu Kekuan, the owner of "Nong Mo Xuan", who had not been here for half a month.

Su Qingluan was very happy. She trotted quickly to the old man, bowed hurriedly, and looked him up and down.

Fortunately, he is in better spirits than when I went to his house to deliver the "Ant Strength Pill".

Xu Kekuan also understood what she was worried about. He nodded, stroked his beard, and smiled, "Don't worry, Miss Su. The numbness in my hands and feet and the bloating in my stomach have improved a lot in the past two days."

Su Qingluan nodded: "That's good, it seems the doctor's prescription is effective."

Xu Kekuan smiled and said, "I also want to thank you for the Qi-boosting pills that the young lady gave me. Sometimes I have bloating and can't eat anything else, but I can eat that."

Aunt Yang, who was standing nearby, was confused. The name "Yiqi Pills" sounded like an elixir, so she asked Yang curiously, "Sister, does your family know anything about medicine?"

Yang also asked Xu Kekuan with a confused look on her face: "Old Master, are you mistaken? Although my girl has many clever ideas and is very skillful, I have never heard that she knows any medical skills..."

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Mother, that Qi-boosting pill is not some kind of elixir. It's just the little pill I call the 'Ant Strength Pill'."

"Oh!" Yang suddenly understood, "It's what you've been tinkering with these days. Adding—"

"Mother!" Su Qingluan heard her mother blurt out something and quickly interrupted, "Another guest is coming!"

"I saw it!" Yang was startled by her eldest daughter's startled look. "Why are you shouting so loudly?"

I'm afraid that if you blurt out the recipe, Mr. Xu will never eat those meatballs again! Su Qingluan complained silently in her heart.

Fortunately, the old man did not suspect that Su Qingluan's voice had any "bad intentions". He chatted with them with a smile and ordered a "Juan Bai Cai" dish.

"I haven't eaten it for a long time, and I actually miss the taste." Xu Kekuan said with a smile, "It's a pity that I haven't guessed the recipe yet."

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Why don't I just copy the recipe for you?"

"How can that be?" Old Master Xu's face turned fierce. "These ingredients are extremely important to a restaurant like yours. How can you just give them away?"

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Actually, there's nothing special about the recipe. It's just a matter of putting some thought into the proportions of the seasonings."

And food is a very strange thing. Even if you use the same recipe, the taste of the food prepared by each person will be very different.

From the moment Su Qingluan considered the recipe for "Juan Bai Cai" as a prize, she was no longer afraid that anyone would be able to guess the recipe's proportions - not to mention, she thought it wasn't that difficult to guess.

As for the fact that this bet became a hot topic for a while and made her a small profit, it was a pleasant surprise.

Mr. Xu finally refused, but he asked Su Qingluan to send some more "Qi-invigorating pills" if she had time one day, and he would pay for it.

Of course, Su Qingluan couldn't ask Mr. Xu for money just for a few "Ant Strength Pills" she made as snacks. She counted on her fingers and said, "Mr. Xu, the pills I gave you last time should last you five or six days, right?"

Mr. Xu's eyes wandered for a moment, and he looked very guilty. After a moment, he said softly, "I finished eating yesterday..."

Su Qingluan: “…” Well, although she wanted Grandpa Xu to have it as a snack to go with tea, isn’t this too fast?

She couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Old man, although those meatballs are common food, it's not easy to eat too much, otherwise you will have stomach discomfort again."

Old Master Xu chuckled, looking a little embarrassed. "Those meatballs were really delicious. I couldn't control my appetite for a moment... Oh, I made fun of you..."

Yang quickly interrupted, "What are you talking about, old man? It's just a little bit of food, why would my daughter laugh at it?"

Su Qingluan nodded: "It's okay, these meatballs are easy to make, I'll send some more tomorrow."

Xu Kekuan declined repeatedly, saying there was no rush. However, he couldn't resist Su Qingluan and her daughter, and with Shou Hou'er and Aunt Yang helping him, he finally agreed to come again tomorrow.

After returning home that day, Chef Yang was rarely seen.

In addition to making the "Ant Strength Pill", Su Qingluan also had a more important thing to do - to find a helper for Su Guangfu.

"Father," Su Qingluan advised, seeing that Su Guangfu was still somewhat reluctant, "I know you don't trust them to do the work, but if you do everything yourself, how long will it take? And I'm in a hurry to use the stove."

Su Qingluan pointed to the only stove in the kitchen: "There is only this one stove now, it is really not enough."

Su Guangfu sighed, "It's just that I'm not used to doing nothing all of a sudden."

"Who said you won't do anything?" Su Qingluan raised an eyebrow. "You have to take a comprehensive view of the situation and ensure quality! It's like you're the boss, and they listen to you and help you out!"

After some persuasion and deception, Su Guangfu finally decided to hire five or six people - after all, her family only needed to make some repairs and add a stove, not to demolish the house and rebuild it completely.

"Can we recruit people to start work tomorrow?" Su Qingluan asked.

"How can it be that fast?" Su Guangfu shook his head. "Let's set the start date on the tenth day of the first lunar month so we have time to find someone."

"But shouldn't this piece of paper be posted on the notice board at the entrance of the village?" Su Qingluan shook the paper she was writing on. "We're in the same village, so we should be able to find someone soon."

"We need someone to take a look and then prepare the tools, which takes time." Su Guangfu said with a smile.

Su Qingluan thought to herself: As expected, everything was inconvenient in ancient times. If it were modern times, if we were looking for skilled workers, we could just make a phone call to find them as long as the money was in place.

After finalizing the time and number of people, Su Qingluan wrote down all of Su Guangfu's requirements on the paper in front of her.

After finishing writing, she asked Su Guangfu to review it again to see if there were any omissions.

Although Su Guangfu didn't know many words, he still knew a few. This "job recruitment notice" was not an article written in awkward language, so he could still understand it.

"No problem." Su Guangfu nodded. "Go put it up on the notice board. Oh, and make sure it's as high as possible."

Hmm? A little higher?

Su Qingluan raised an eyebrow: "Why should it be posted higher? Is it because the upper position is more conspicuous?"

Su Qingluan turned and walked towards the notice board at the entrance of the village. To be honest, this was the first time she had been to the notice board since she traveled through time, so she was a little curious about what this ancient "public notice board" looked like.

When they arrived at the destination, Su Qingluan finally understood what her father meant when he said, "Try to stick it as high as possible."