Although the shop that the Xie family rented to Su Qingluan was not big in the front, it had one advantage: all the shops on that street had their own yards at the back, which could be used as small warehouses for storing goods or temporary cargo transportation points.
However, Su Qingluan did not intend to use it as a warehouse. Since she was planning to do food-related business from the beginning, Su Qingluan planned to build a back kitchen in the backyard.
So when Xie Fu was helping to clean up the store, he asked her if she had any requests and she mentioned them at the same time. Su Qingluan simply said that she wanted to build a more spacious kitchen in the back.
Although the store has not opened yet, the kitchen in the back has been completed and is fully equipped with pots and stoves.
Of course, Su Qingluan had to prepare the delicate furnishings inside, such as plates, bowls, and various seasonings herself, but for the time being, this level of "simple kitchen" had already saved Su Qingluan a lot of effort.
Therefore, Su Qingluan’s main task today is to prepare all kinds of bottles, jars, tools and materials that might be used.
However, she did not go straight to the shops to buy what she wanted after entering the town, but followed her father and mother to the butcher stall.
Now Yang and Su Guangfu were already very skilled at selecting the right parts of the offal for making offal soup, so Su Qingluan didn't have to worry about it at all. She was there to see Liu Yunniang, who had processed the offal.
Even though Su Qingluan had rarely been to town recently because of the jam incident, she still met Liu Yunniang quite often. For example, today, because Yunniang had said that Liu Sheng wanted to eat the preserved egg and lean meat porridge again, Su Qingluan took the opportunity to make preserved eggs and brought her eight.
"Oh, there's this too." Su Qingluan handed the wrinkled fish tofu wrapped in oil paper to Liu Yunniang.
Yunniang had never eaten this before, so she laughed and said, "I fried this tofu yesterday, too. Qingluan, you can take it back!"
Su Qingluan smiled and said, "You can try it when you go back to make soup or hot pot. This is made with fish meat - but don't keep it for too long. Even though the weather is cool now, it will easily go bad. It will probably turn sour in three to five days."
Yunniang accepted Su Qingluan's "feeding" every now and then, and knew that Su Qingluan really wanted to treat her as a friend, so she accepted the preserved eggs and fish tofu without hesitation.
As usual, Su Qingluan asked about the recovery of Liu Sheng's legs.
In the past, this topic was a regular part of the conversation, as Liu Sheng's condition had been steadily improving and he had recently been able to walk around. Therefore, Liu Yunniang, her daughter, was very happy to mention her father's condition, and Su Qingluan was also happy to choose a promising topic as fodder for the conversation.
But today, Liu Yunniang sighed, uncharacteristically: "Dad's legs had been gradually getting better, but recently, for some reason, his feet started to go numb and he gradually lost his strength!"
When she spoke the last few words, Yunniang's voice began to tremble, but she was a strong person after all, not a little girl who would cry at every turn, so although she was sad, she just frowned slightly but did not cry.
Su Qingluan asked quickly, "Did the doctor at Huichuntang tell me what happened?"
"That's the problem," Liu Yunniang sighed. "The doctor at Huichun Hall said my father should be fine. He shouldn't be experiencing these numbness and weakness in his legs right now."
"How long has this been going on?"
"I've probably had it for about ten days." Liu Yunniang sighed. "At first, my mother and I didn't take it too seriously. After all, the weather has been getting colder recently, and the legs will feel sore and numb from the cold. But the plaster I got didn't work, and neither did the hot compress and moxibustion."
Su Qingluan calculated: ten days is ten days, which means that Uncle Liu’s leg disease has been worsening for almost ten days.
Could it be that, as the Liu family mother and daughter suspected, it was because of the cooler weather?
Su Qingluan, after all, was not an expert in medicine, so she could only offer a few words of comfort, telling her to speak to her if she needed anything. She then said goodbye to Liu Yunniang and went to the human trafficker.
The buying and selling of human heads is nothing new these days, so when Su Qingluan first saw people being strung together openly and lined up on the roadside to be sold, she was quite shocked.
But now, it has been a while since she traveled through time, and Su Qingluan knows that she has no ability to change this phenomenon, so although she still feels uncomfortable, she can only learn to adapt.
However, when she occasionally had the chance, she thought that at least she could save as many people as possible, like now.
Human traffickers do not have a unified "purchase standard", so every time Su Qingluan sees a different person waiting to be "bought" with a piece of dry grass stuck on the roadside, most of them are children from poor families who can barely make ends meet, but there are also slaves from foreign countries, but they are usually sold at a very high price and only rich people can afford them.
Su Qingluan looked at the row of half-grown children who looked like bean sprouts, and felt a bitterness in her heart, but she had to pretend to be indifferent on the surface - because she knew that if she showed any inner pity, these children who were very observant would beg her to buy them.
When Su Qingluan first came here, she had not yet learned how to conceal her identity and did not know the intricacies of this matter. She had given away all the money she had at once.
This time she had learned her lesson, and her expression was cold. She tried her best to select these "commodities" that she had been a child of in her previous life as if they were commodities.
Human traffickers deal with all kinds of people. Seeing that although Su Qingluan was dressed in ordinary clothes, she did not drool at the small vendors with delicious food, nor did she show envy towards the wealthy families who came and went. They knew that this person either had an extraordinary background and was knowledgeable, or was working for her master. Although she was a servant, her master was well-connected.
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