Chapter 370 You just don't trust me that much

That night, Mingzhu cooked dinner and asked Jiang Duo to take him to the hospital.

The old man still didn't wake up, so he could only be fed some porridge.

Fortunately, Mingzhu's porridge was cooked with spiritual spring water, and every sip was good for the body.

The next morning, Mingzhu got up early with Jiang Duo, which was rare.

It was Friday, and she not only had to send the stock to Nanshi, but also had to prepare goods for Kang Jingzhi.

Less than half an hour after the eldest brother of the Niu family left with the goods, Kang Jingzhi came with the driver and two workers.

Mingzhu directed the two workers into the studio and moved out the remaining large barrel of stock.

In front of Kang Jingzhi, she opened the lid, used a clean spoon, scooped a small spoonful of white milky substance, and put it into her mouth.

Kang Jingzhi frowned: "Are you sure this thing has no effect on the body?"

Mingzhu shrugged calmly: "Of course, if you don't believe me, try it yourself."

Kang Jingzhi naturally couldn't try it: "Forget it, I can't afford it. But aren't there two products? This should be just the medicated cream."

Mingzhu nodded: "Medicated patches require a large number of silk mask patches, and also require a good package. You should prepare these two things first. For the time being, we will only make medicated creams in Jingshi. If the product enters the supply and marketing cooperative and no one knows how to sell it, I can let the person in charge in Nancheng call your people and tell them the initial sales method to conquer the market."

"No problem," Kang Jingzhi waved his hand and asked someone to load the things onto the truck.

Mingzhu seemed to have thought of something and called the driver: "Wait a minute."

She called out to the toilet in the yard: "Sister-in-law, are you ready?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Niu's sister-in-law, who was in the toilet inside, came out of the yard, "Okay, okay."

Mingzhu looked at Kang Jingzhi calmly: "The product is given to you, and the amount in each box must be fixed. Jiang Duo weighed this barrel of goods for me, and it can produce exactly 200 bottles. If you only put 100 bottles, who will be responsible for the loss? So I have to arrange someone I trust to count."

Just when Brother Niu was about to leave, Mingzhu made a special inquiry and confirmed that Niu's sister-in-law had already fried the melon seeds that needed to be sold today last night.

So she asked Brother Niu to run an errand and invited Niu's sister-in-law to come over to help her count.

When Niu's sister-in-law heard that the job was easy and Mingzhu would pay her one yuan a day, she immediately agreed. As long as there was work to do, she would help count during the day and fry melon seeds at night.

Kang Jingzhi's smile faded: "You don't trust me so much?"

Mingzhu smiled: "Brothers should settle accounts clearly. This is the attitude to do business. I can only accept a loss of less than three bottles. If you think this request is too much, you can cancel the cooperation."

Kang Jingzhi glanced sideways and smiled helplessly: "Little girl, you really know how to negotiate and grasp other people's bottom line. Okay, this matter is up to you. Let your people follow the truck I brought." Mingzhu

glanced at Niu's sister-in-law, and Niu's sister-in-law immediately got on the truck with the people moving the goods. Only

Kang Jingzhi and his driver were left at the door.

The driver took out a box from the car and handed it to Kang Jingzhi.

Kang Jingzhi opened it and took out a teacup.

Mingzhu immediately understood what he meant.

She turned around and went back to the south seat, took out the teapot, and poured a cup for Kang Jingzhi.

The driver gave the money as usual.

Mingzhu was about to say goodbye to Kang Jingzhi with the money, and then heard Kang Jingzhi ask: "Can't you really sell your secret recipe to me?"

Mingzhu glanced at him and

said, "Of course not!" After that, he closed the door and sent him away.

Kang Jingzhi: ...

The bones are quite hard to chew.

But there is no rush, take your time, anyway, he is very bored and has plenty of time to waste with her.

Mingzhu went home to cook.

Qiao Bin came over by himself at noon. Jiang Duo was in a meeting and hadn't finished his work yet, so he arranged for Qiao Bin to run errands and deliver meals to the hospital.

Mingzhu was bored, so she went to the hospital with Qiao Bin.

Two guards had been arranged to stand guard in the ward. When Mingzhu walked to the door, she heard Jiang Sui's complaining voice coming from inside: "Oh, grandpa, what's the matter with life and death? Don't talk nonsense."

Mingzhu's eyes lit up, and she pushed the door open and went in. She saw Fang Shuyu, Jiang Qi and Jiang Sui, brother and sister, standing by the bed. The old man on the bed had opened his eyes.

She came to the end of the bed in surprise, her voice full of joy: "Grandpa, you finally woke up."

The old man saw Mingzhu, his voice was weak, but his eyes were kind: "Zhuzhu, why did you come here with a big belly? Grandpa is so sorry."

Mingzhu came to Fang Shuyu, looked at the old man with a smile on his face, "If you are sorry, just get well soon. Don't you like the food I cook? When you are well, I will make delicious food for you every day and make you plump and white."

Fang Shuyu took Mingzhu in his hand. Holding the lunch box in her hand, she said to the old man, "During your coma, you ate the porridge cooked by your grandson's wife. Be happy."

The old man wanted to nod, but he couldn't move. He could only blink and said weakly, "I'm happy, but I don't know if I, an old man, will be lucky enough to live to leave here."

Jiang Sui listened to this and felt depressed, "Grandpa, you are talking nonsense again."

Mingzhu nodded in agreement, "That's right, old man, your three little great-grandchildren are still waiting for you to take care of them, don't pretend to be sick."

The old man was in a good mood because of the two little girls.

Fang Shuyu smiled and opened the lunch box, and the fragrant smell of chicken soup instantly filled the whole room.

Everyone in the room gulped, Fang Shuyu said: "Xiao Qi, come, help your grandfather rock the bed, I will feed your grandfather soup."

Jiang Qi immediately rocked the old man's bed a little, and took the soup from Fang Shuyu's hand: "Second aunt, let me do it."

Fang Shuyu did not argue, and let Jiang Qi feed.

Jiang Sui came to Mingzhu and muttered in a low voice: "It's terrible, the smell of your chicken soup has attracted me, and I want to go to your house for a meal again."

"Don't just think about it, come tonight, there is still half a chicken left in the kitchen," she said, looking at Jiang Qi: "Cousin, come to my house for dinner tonight."

Jiang Qi did not refuse: "Okay, thank you for your help, sister-in-law."

"What's so hard about this? It's all ready."

The old man drank a few mouthfuls of soup and felt very comfortable. Even the wound on his head didn't hurt so much.

He asked: "Zhuzhu, why is your soup different from others? After drinking it, my whole body feels very comfortable."

Mingzhu tilted her head and smiled: "I added some medicinal herbs to the soup for you. It will be very beneficial to your body. You must drink more."

"Okay," but the old man was still suspicious: "Zhuzhu, what medicine did you add? It not only refreshes the mind, but also relieves pain. I have lived for more than 70 years and have never seen such a powerful medicine."