Preparing spices for one's own family is one thing, but if one wants to sell them, it takes quite a bit of effort.

Lady Hou gestured.

"Madam Gu asked with concern."

Accountant Sun stammered, "I'm afraid we'll have to ask Madam Eight."

The accountant, surnamed Sun, with his rat-like whiskers, was skinny and bony, with a long neck. Hearing this, he swallowed hard and said, "How did Renhetang become famous..."

The head maid threw the note under Accountant Sun's table and said angrily, "You haven't given him the note yet. He'll give you a receipt, and you can manage whether he puts it in the account or not. Just do what Madam tells you to do."

Although I felt my son wasn't making a mountain out of a molehill, it would be a real shame if my daughter-in-law's face was scarred.

Madam Gu said, "That depends on whether Yuan'er is willing."

Sister Yu wasn't particularly wicked.

Although this jar is quite small.

Although it wasn't much, Qin Yuan felt she had lost out a bit.

Madam Gu could only suppress a small laugh.

Accountant Sun was scolded until his face turned red, and he was almost forced to confront the person in front of him and ask who he truly acknowledged as his master.

The accountant received a note sent by Xu Min and was shocked by the amount. The consultation fee and medicine fee for Rong Momo were actually eight hundred taels of silver. I dared to accept it, but I also dared to accept it anyway.

When Rong Mama returned to the main room, she exclaimed, "Madam, this old servant thinks that you are truly blessed."

Brother Cheng and Sister Yu, who were sitting to the side, also looked over.

Xu Mindong nodded and said, "Madam said you went to bed as soon as you got back yesterday, and came to the servants' room for breakfast this morning because you were too hungry. You'll be coming tomorrow."