Jiang Ling, who had been single her entire life, never expected to wake up and find herself transmigrated to a place called Lujia Village during a devastating famine year.
Facing a family ful...
"Don't laugh at me, Yaojie's mother, I know this mala tang stall. It's mainly the broth and seasonings that attract customers. You know the broth, right..." At this point, Zhao Erleng's wife lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly.
Jiang Ling smiled faintly: "Come to my house to pick up the prescription later! Why are we being so polite?"
Zhao Erleng's wife was stunned. She thought the matter was complicated, but she didn't expect it to be resolved so easily. Before she could react, Jiang Ling had already disappeared without a trace.
After the meeting, Zhao Erleng's wife took some pastries and went to Jiang Ling's house.
Jiang Ling had previously instructed her four servants and four grandmothers to bring in anyone from Lu Family Village without prior notice.
Zhao Erleng's wife was led to the inner courtyard by Granny Ju, where Jiang Ling was chatting with Shen Congxin.
Zhao Erleng's wife felt ashamed when she saw Shen Congxin's pregnant belly.
"Sister-in-law Erleng, come and sit down quickly!" Jiang Ling said hurriedly when she saw Zhao Erleng's wife, who was in a daze.
Zhao Erleng's wife, carrying a bamboo basket, exclaimed "Hey!" and quickly walked over.
"These are for you!" Zhao Erleng's wife said, taking the pastries from the bamboo basket and placing them on the table.
"Oh, you're too kind, it's just a small prescription!" Jiang Ling waved her hands repeatedly, intending to refuse.
However, Zhao Erleng's wife was a bit adamant, and Jiang Ling, not wanting to spoil the mood, eventually accepted the pastries.
Jiang Ling handed a recipe for soup base to Zhao Erleng's wife and said, "Just follow this recipe to make the soup base. The specific methods are all written out clearly. Prepare everything, and we'll be opening for business in half a month!"