Tang Li's expression suddenly changed.

He looked up at Su Yan for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "It seems you know more than I thought."

As the conversation continued, Tang Li realized that the blond-haired girl in front of him was becoming increasingly unusual.

Logically speaking, such a person should not have a bad life. Although Su Yan is somewhat pretty, her clothes are definitely those of a poor family, which is something he can't understand.

Ignoring his scrutiny and suspicion, Su Yan carefully put away the note and slowly said, "I know more than you think."

She said this to remind Tang Li not to treat her like an idiot.

Although making money by selling medicinal herbs is not a long-term solution, Su Yan still hopes that her cooperation with Tang Li can be straightforward and efficient.

"Then I won't hide it from you anymore." Tang Li's attitude became more serious. "I really need this ginseng to save my life, and the other medicinal herbs are also what I need most right now. If you can find them for me, I think I'll owe you a favor."

As the manager of Baicaotang, he held a high position. For him to say such a thing, one can imagine how important the person waiting to be saved must be.

There was a saying in ancient times that "containing ginseng can save one's life," and this was roughly the purpose of ginseng according to Tang Dynasty etiquette.

"I'll try my best to find them all." Su Yan paused for a few seconds, then gave a timeframe, "I'll come back to town in five days. You should be there by then, right?"

Ginseng isn't a carrot, and other medicinal herbs are also extremely precious. Su Yan doesn't know the situation deep inside Lijia Ping Mountain yet, and she can't guarantee that she can find it.

Don't be arrogant or conceited.

Tang Li found himself becoming even more interested in this girl.

Of course, it's just simple appreciation; he's not a pervert.

"Okay, see you in five days."

As he spoke, he pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket, quickly counted it, and finally handed over a few ten-yuan bills. "This is the money for the medicinal herbs this time. I bought them at double the price. Consider the extra as my apology for taking advantage of you earlier."

Upon hearing this, Su Yan didn't stand on ceremony anymore.

Currently, the wages of urban workers are divided according to their grade, and are basically between 30 and 80 yuan.

Two baskets of asarum, sold at double the price, only cost 25 yuan. Five yuan of that was Tang Li's apology, so she received a total of 30 yuan.

Thirty yuan is a pittance for Mr. Su...

But then she thought, this money could feed her for two or three months in the countryside. She should take it one step at a time. It was already a good start for her to earn money in just two days in this day and age.

She said thank you and left Baicaotang with her basket.

After leaving Baicaotang, Su Yan did not immediately go to find her mother, but instead wandered around the town.

The town was more lively than she had imagined. After the policy was relaxed in the 1980s, it was not as tense as it was in the 1970s, and there were people setting up stalls everywhere on both sides of the street.

There were vendors selling food, clothing, and household items, as well as some pushing carts to sell handicrafts they had made at home. There were quite a few kinds of things to sell.

After walking around, Su Yan got a general idea of ​​what Anping Town was like. It wasn't very big. Apart from the state-run restaurants and guesthouses that every town has, as well as the Baicaotang restaurant which was in a very prominent location, there weren't many other large shops.

She continued to observe and found that the stalls mostly sold noodle dishes, and the variety was limited, such as wontons, pork and vermicelli noodles, minced meat noodles, flatbread, fried dough sticks, etc. Every stall sold them, and it all came down to the owner's skill and the customers' preferences. She didn't see any fried snacks.

However, with current oil prices, costs have gone up, and if products are too expensive, customers will hesitate. Business owners who want to sell these products are also afraid of losing their stock.

The aroma wafted through the air, making Su Yan's mouth water. She touched her stomach and began to feel ravenously hungry...

Having made money, President Su had no reason to mistreat himself.

Walking up to a clean stall, she immediately said, "Boss, a bowl of beef noodles and a cup of soy milk to eat here. Also, please pack a mutton noodle soup and some steamed buns, and five meat-filled sesame cakes."

"Okay, that'll be 3.5 yuan in total," the shopkeeper said with a smile.

All this stuff for only 3.5 yuan!

As Su Yan paid, she couldn't help but marvel at how ridiculously low the prices were in this era!

The owner skillfully cooked the noodles. She found a seat and asked in a casual, conversational tone, "Boss, what do you think about setting up a stall to sell things?"

The shop owner was quite talkative, and with a smug look on his face, he replied, "Setting up a stall is great! It's just that getting up early to prepare the ingredients is a bit tiring, but at least I earn more than a fixed salary, right? I'm not bragging, but don't be fooled by how well-dressed the people working in factories are. After work, they're faced with a whole family crammed into a small house, and they have to be very careful with their money. They even look down on us self-employed people. Actually, they're the stupid ones! I earn twice as much as they do in a month, and those people don't believe it. Even if they did, they'd be too embarrassed to set up a stall. I've never seen anyone so stupid as to turn down money."

Before Su Yan could even speak, she slapped the boss's hand.

"Smack!"

The boss's wife, carrying back the braised beef, overheard this and angrily scolded, "You have no self-control! You'll spill anything! Don't you know you shouldn't flaunt your wealth? Do you still want to get rich?"

The boss yelled "Aww!" and gasped for breath, but still stubbornly insisted, "Wasn't I just telling the truth? What, is telling the truth a crime these days?"

After the boss finished speaking, he served the food, and then started arguing with his wife.

The proprietress rolled her eyes at him, then turned to Su Yan and said, "Little sister, don't listen to his worthless nonsense. Working in the factory is a secure job with good benefits. He's just gotten cocky after making a few bucks."

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