Maybe Zhang Dao was frightened, but he never dared to return to the town.

Su Xiaoxiao's business was booming, and her wife cakes became a little famous on the street. One hundred cakes a day were not enough to sell, so Su Xiaoxiao did not increase the quantity, but added two new snacks - chestnut cake and egg yolk pastry.

Every time the stall is opened, all the goods are sold out in less than an hour.

Shopkeeper Sun came to see her several times, just wanting to buy her recipe, but Su Xiaoxiao refused.

The academy’s orders are increasing, and the same is true for the braised food business.

Her prices were really not cheap, but she still sold them. And because the braised food business was so good, the butcher's own pork business also flourished a lot.

"This is for today." Luo Dazhuang handed two strings of copper coins to Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao counted the money and gave it to Su Ergou to keep.

Luo Dazhuang said, "These are the last few days of business. The market will be closed soon and will not reopen until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year."

The atmosphere of the New Year in ancient times was much more intense than in previous lives. Basically, shops and stalls would start to close one after another in the middle of the twelfth lunar month, and the latest would not be later than the Little New Year.

"After I finish these few days' business, I will come back on the 16th day of the first lunar month," she said to Luo Dazhuang.

Luo Dazhuang originally wanted to say that he might not open on the 16th day of the first lunar month, but when he met the expectant eyes of the chubby girl, he swallowed his words.

"...Okay." Luo Dazhuang seemed to pick up a piece of pork belly casually, "There are not many customers in the market. This probably can't be sold. You can take it back."

This is top-quality pork belly. It’s not even noon yet, how could it not be sold?

Su Xiaoxiao saw through it but didn't say anything. She accepted the pork belly and handed him a bag of snacks.

It was not a return gift for the pork belly, but something she had prepared early in the morning.

The way people get along with each other is very mysterious. Some people cooperate because of interests, while others cooperate because of their compatible personalities.

"I'm leaving first." Su Xiaoxiao said goodbye to him.

Luo Dazhuang opened his mouth, but finally decided to call her: "Well...if I didn't choose to split the bill with you, what kind of supply price would you give me?"

"Hmm." Su Xiaoxiao thought about it seriously, "It should be five cents less per pound than the current selling price."

"Is this the lowest supply price you mentioned? Only five cents less?"

Most of the little girl's braised dishes were sold at 40 wen per pound. After splitting the profits 20% to 80%, he could get 8 wen.

The cheapest piece of meat was thirty cents a pound, and he got six cents, which was definitely more than five cents.

Luo Dazhuang was so thankful: "Fortunately I chose to split the account!"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled: "Yes, you are very smart."

No, it’s not Luo Dazhuang who is smart.

It was Su Xiaoxiao who told him a white lie.

The actual supply price was only half of the selling price. The reason why Su Xiaoxiao didn't tell him this was because telling him would be of no use and would only increase his regret.

After all, it is impossible for her to change the way of cooperation in the short term.

Making people regret may bring a temporary sense of satisfaction, but it is not conducive to cooperation.

If he brings emotions that he shouldn't have, disagreements and conflicts will be inevitable over time.

Seeing that business was good now, he wanted a reassurance that he would not regret it, so she gave him this reassurance. -Su Xiaoxiao collected the bill and went to the academy last.

After a period of contact, Su Xiaoxiao had learned from the man's surname that he was Xiang, and she called him Mr. Xiang.

"The rales in the lungs are gone, and the recovery is good." Su Xiaoxiao took the stethoscope off her ear. "No need for injections anymore, just take medicine instead."

The fact of the infusion cannot be concealed. After all, it is impossible for him to be in a coma every time.

He did ask Su Xiaoxiao what kind of medical skills this was, but Su Xiaoxiao just said that it was passed down from her master and she didn't want to say more.

The world is so big that there are always great people and hermits.

Whether he believed it or not, she said so.

Fortunately, he never questioned her medical skills again after that.

Master Xiang smiled gently: "This time it is really thanks to Miss Su. If it weren't for Miss Su's excellent medical skills, I'm afraid I would be in great danger."

Su Xiaoxiao said politely: "No, good fortune will come to those who are lucky."

Mr. Xiang asked, "Will Miss Su come over tomorrow?"

He no longer had to take western medicine, but instead used Chinese medicine to relieve asthma and cough, restore blood and qi, and warm and nourish the body, and the effect was better.

"Is that so..." Master Xiang sighed regretfully.

"What's wrong?"

"Three days later... I don't know if I will still be in Xinghua Town."

"Are you leaving?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Master Xiang was silent.

Su Xiaoxiao thought about it and nodded: "Yes, from your accent, you don't sound like a local."

Mr. Xiang said, "To be honest, I am from the capital."

Jing Yi frowned at the door, not quite agreeing with his cousin revealing his origins.

Su Xiaoxiao opened her almond-shaped eyes slightly and said, "Beijing City, I have never been there in my life. What is Beijing City like?"

Mr. Xiang smiled faintly: "It's big, prosperous, with many shops, wide streets, and there are new and interesting people and things, but also dirt and filth that never sees the light of day."

Su Xiaoxiao said thoughtfully: "It sounds like a complicated place."

Master Xiang looked at the chubby girl beside him tenderly: "Miss Su, are you interested in going to the capital?"

Jing Yi's handsome brows furrowed even more tightly.

What does my cousin mean? Does he want to take her back to Beijing?

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "Not yet."

She was still at the stage of making ends meet, so where would she get the money and capital to travel around the imperial city?

"The capital must be very far away, right? Given your current physical condition, it is not suitable for you to travel by boat or train. If possible, I hope you can recover completely before continuing your journey."

This is the truth. His foundation is weaker than that of ordinary people, and adult pneumonia is not a minor illness.

Mr. Xiang smiled and said, "Since Miss Su said so, it's okay for me to stay a little longer."

Jing Yi outside the door had a complicated expression.

"That's the best." Su Xiaoxiao handed him a prescription, "Follow this prescription and go to Doctor Fu's house in Chunliu Lane to get the medicine. His herbs are of high quality, cost-effective, and fair to everyone."

"Okay." Master Xiang unfolded the handwriting and took a look. "Miss Su...did you write this recipe yourself?"

Su Xiaoxiao said seriously: "Of course I wrote it! Why? Do you think I can't write?"

Mr. Xiang smiled and said, "No, it's just that Miss Su has a beautiful handwriting, and I was amazed at it for a moment."

Su Xiaoxiao curled her lips secretly, thinking that this was the only skill that the guy had.

Master Xiang said, "Changping, go get the consultation fee."

"Yes." Changping agreed.

He didn't like Su Xiaoxiao and glared at her as he walked.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't care about the little attendant at all.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Mr. Xiang and said, "You are quite easy to talk to, unlike your icy-faced brother. He has the same bad temper as me...someone I know. He always has a cold face, as if someone owes him money."

Jing Yi's face turned as black as charcoal.

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