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. But now she is fine. I let her go to rest. Next time you come to the store and I'm not there, you can go directly to her. I trust her." Chu Yue gave a brief introduction.
Du Juan was relieved when she heard Chu Yue say that everything was fine. 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, which not only contained 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. While waiting for someone, Du Juan had already checked it carefully.
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 may have run away.
There are only two orders. 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 from selling mugwort glutinous rice cakes last time, 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, and even the top 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 is different from the originally agreed proportion."
"The reason why I give 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 is generous, she is not a philanthropist and she always has 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.
Song Dashun, on the other hand, said directly, "Wife, just accept it. After we go back, we will raise more chickens and make more money. If we raise good chickens, Dr. Chu's store 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 cheerfully. He was particularly happy when he thought of 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 saw the words "Cake Exchange Coupon" written on the lottery ticket.
Chu Yue said, "There is a cake shop at the intersection you just passed. The chef in the shop was hired from Shanghai with a high salary. You can go and have a taste."
Shanghai is Dujuan's hometown. Qingming Festival is coming soon. Even though Dujuan has a quarrel with her family, she is homesick.
Du Juan was very tempted by the cakes from Shanghai, but cakes are not cheap in Shanghai, and they would 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 her pocket and wanted to give him 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 exchange 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 from delivering once a day to once a week, delivering seven tickets at a time, hoping that Chu Yue would go to his shop 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. 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, and 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 you are a farmer or wearing ragged clothes, you are now the husband I, Du Juan, chose, and I will never feel ashamed. Why did Doctor Chu give us two cake exchange coupons? Because we are husband and wife, and we have to do everything together."
Song Dashun's heart began to pound as if he was riding in a donkey cart on a rough road, and he was shaking violently.
Du Juan asked him with a smile, "Are you going in now?"
"Go in! Of course I have to go in!"
Song Dashun nervously wiped the sweat from his palms, held Du Juan's little hand, and walked in with his head held high.
…
When there were no customers at noon, Chu Yue and Ye Zhaodi could finally take a break 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 meal is not for Pei Tianci alone, it is for entertaining 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. Now she wanted to try the craftsmanship of Pei's chef. Besides, Ye Zhaodi was a "patient" now and should get some nourishment. This 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, holding chopsticks, and looking at the food on the table with his big eyes, but he didn't know which one to eat.
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