Uncle Meng had learned his lesson the previous times and dared not scold her.
He slowly pulled out a bag of silver and pitifully complained.
"Qingluan, I even sold my land to pay you back these thirty taels of silver."
Meng Qingluan asked Shen Yan to take the silver to the house to weigh it, and upon hearing this, she turned around to look at him in surprise.
"Does anyone actually want your dilapidated land?"
"..."
Meng Qingluan put her hands on her hips and began to lecture.
"Uncle, I'm not trying to be mean, but you're a grown man in your forties, and you can't even bring yourself to spend thirty taels of silver. Aren't you ashamed?"
"How dare you say that? Aren't you afraid people will laugh their heads off? I'm embarrassed to even hear it."
"No wonder my aunt is so shrewish, she ended up with you... sigh!"
"..."
You make it sound so easy, why don't you give it a try?
Is this the key point?
Uncle Meng gritted his teeth and continued to play the victim.
"Qingluan, we are family after all. I am your uncle."
Meng Qingluan nodded and said, "That's not my father either."
Blood is thicker than water.
Shen Yan took out some silver and handed it to Meng Qingluan.
"Twenty-eight taels."
Meng Qingluan held up two fingers towards her uncle.
Uncle Meng's face darkened. "We're out of money!"
Meng Qingluan took out the IOU that the prefect had given her from her sleeve and said in a teasy tone.
"Out of money? If the prefect finds out about this, you'll be in big trouble!"
Uncle Meng gritted his teeth, left a message saying "Wait," and turned away without looking back, not forgetting to curse Meng Qingluan.
"You ingrate!"
Meng Qingluan shamelessly replied, "Thank you, I am the legendary Lone Wolf."
When Meng Qingluan got home, she took down the sausages that were hanging in the kitchen.
The sausages were almost dried out, but the meat was still tender, with the casing and filling sticking together tightly.
Meng Qingluan took out a skewer of sliced meat and started grilling it on the stove.
Shen Yan put the silver away and went to the kitchen, where he saw Meng Qingluan preparing grilled sausages.
Shen Yan asked curiously, "What is this?"
Meng Qingluan explained, "These are grilled sausages. We're having these tonight. If they taste good, I'll sell them."
"Aren't you selling pork offal soup anymore?"
Meng Qingluan shook her head. She had already seen several breakfast shops eager to enter the market, but once the market became saturated, she wouldn't be able to make any money.
Pig offal isn't available every day; without raw materials, we'll just have to sit around and wait for our resources to run out.
Fortunately, Aunt Meng overturned her stall that day, otherwise she would have to worry about making a living.
As long as Shen Yan takes the exam next time, she can relax and just make sure Shen Yan doesn't get involved with Li Zhanjue.
Shen Yan didn't ask any more questions and took the initiative to pick up the rotten vegetable leaves to cook pig feed.
Meng Qingluan placed the sausages on the grill and started brewing medicine for Chen Yan in a small jar.
Shen Yan had just finished feeding the pigs when he entered the room, frowned, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Meng Qingluan was fanning the fire to brew medicine when she heard the noise behind her and turned around with a quiet smile.
"Brother, it's time to take your medicine."
"..."
Chen Yan swallowed hard, wanting to escape...
No way.
Meng Qingluan dragged him straight back to the kitchen, where the Chinese medicine in the jar had just been boiled and was bubbling away.
Meng Qingluan picked up a rag to pour the contents into the bowl, but Chen Yan, afraid that Meng Qingluan would burn herself, pulled her aside.
Shen Yan picked up a rag and placed it on the jar, hesitating whether to "accidentally" drop the medicine on the ground.
Meng Qingluan seemed to see through his thoughts and warned him with a smile.
“If you dare to break this jar today, I’ll buy ten jars tomorrow and boil ten pots of medicine, then force-feed it all to you.”
"..."
Just hearing it made Shen Yan's hair stand on end, and he methodically poured the medicine into the bowl.
Meng Qingluan urged, "Drink it quickly."
Chen Yan pointed to the steam rising above the bowl, implying it was hot.
After a while, Meng Qingluan touched the medicine bowl and found it wasn't so hot anymore. She turned the sausage over and urged him on.
"Drink it quickly, it's just the right temperature now, the medicine won't be as effective if it gets cold."
After resisting for a few seconds, Shen Yan finally picked up the medicine bowl and poured it into his mouth just a second before Meng Qingluan was about to force-feed him.
Meng Qingluan frowned, she hadn't even made him drink it all in one gulp...
Shen Yan frowned and handed the medicine bowl to Meng Qingluan so she could see it.
Meng Qingluan checked it and found that it was indeed clean except for some dregs of medicine at the bottom of the bowl.
Meng Qingluan gave a thumbs up and said, "Great!"
After listening, Shen Yan felt that the bitter taste on her tongue wasn't so bitter anymore.
Meng Qingluan took out some candied fruit from the counter and put it into Shen Yan's mouth. Shen Yan subconsciously rolled it in with his tongue.
Inevitably, his fingertips touched Meng Qingluan's, and Meng Qingluan pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted.
She just started a fire and didn't wash her hands...
Chen Yan didn't think much of it. Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she belatedly felt a sweet taste blooming in her mouth.
Meng Qingluan smiled and said, "Isn't it delicious? I bought candied fruit."
"Did you buy this especially for me?"
Meng Qingluan hesitated for three seconds, then nodded guiltily.
Actually, she wanted to eat it herself...
Shen Yan was secretly pleased and said, "Thank you..."
Meng Qingluan waved her hand guiltily, "It's nothing, it's nothing."
"..."
The two then each ate two more grilled sausages that Meng Qingluan had prepared.
Meng Qingluan took a bite and almost burst into tears of excitement.
That's it, that's the taste!
Her fragrant grilled sausage.
Meng Qingluan waved her hand and made the decision.
"Selling grilled sausages tomorrow!"
This was my first time eating grilled sausage. It was fragrant with a hint of sweetness and was also crispy.
tasty.
However, Meng Qingluan did not allow him to eat too much; she only allowed him to eat one grilled sausage before handing him a bowl of plain porridge.
Chen Yan: "..."
…
Meng Qingluan bought a ready-made iron furnace from the blacksmith's shop and replaced the village chief's small cart with a new one.
The new stroller is much easier to push than the old one.
The inkstone is much easier to push now.
The two continued to stand in the same spot, and Meng Qingluan neatly arranged the sausages on the grill.
He fanned himself with a fan while shouting out his wares.
"Secret recipe grilled sausage, 7 coins each. Made with premium local pork with a perfect balance of fat and lean meat. Limited to three per person per day, first come, first served."
Some regular customers were curious, but were deterred by the high price.
The fact that there are purchase restrictions has piqued people's curiosity once again.
Meng Qingluan didn't care whether others wanted to buy it or not; she was quite happy eating a grilled sausage herself.
In a teahouse not far away, the man from that day was again looking at Meng Qingluan with a fan in hand, one hand supporting his chin.
"Eleven, do you think she's mentally ill?"
"..."
Standing to the side, Eleven was somewhat speechless.
Didn't I say long ago that that woman was sick?
Not long ago, they were saying someone was funny, but today they're saying someone is sick.
Men, haha.
The man ignored whether he answered or not, and continued to frown and speak slowly.
"She must be out of her mind. How can someone start a business on the very first day and then impose purchase restrictions?"
"Look at her, holding a sausage in one hand, looking so silly."
Eleven rolled her eyes and said, "...Yes."
As long as you're happy.
"Tsk, is that her brother next to her? Ice face, not good-looking, not as good-looking as me."
"……yes."
The man suddenly whistled, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Oh, Fifth Brother's here. Is he about to launch a fierce pursuit to protect his wife?"
"Let me guess, did you just wave your hand and pull out ten taels of silver to buy all the food?"
"..."
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