Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

Chapter 50

Song Chen's hand that just picked up the chopsticks paused, "Brother, are you okay?"

What is all this? When did he become so old-fashioned?Is it possible that something could happen if she and Cang Xiuxuan eat at the same table?
"I'm fine, just be obedient." Song He urged her.

"People's words are scary, and I'm also afraid that if someone sees me, some bad rumors will spread."

This man seems to have an extraordinary bearing. He is definitely not a child of an ordinary family. Although he has intentions for his sister at the moment, he must be just a novelty. If there are really any bad rumors about his sister, he is Absolutely not responsible.

By then, his sister's reputation would be completely ruined, and he would never let this happen.

Bad rumors?

Cang Xiuxuan raised his head and glanced at Song Chen. The girl who was almost thirteen years old was really a little bean sprout.

But if there are true rumors, will this girl have to rely on him in the future?

Seems not bad.

"No need to leave, let's eat together."

Cang Xiuxuan had already twisted his chopsticks while he was talking, and glanced at Song He casually, but he didn't expect that the peasant boy's mind was quite fast.

Those words he just said were clearly reminding him that Song Chen was still young.

He was also telling him in a subtle way not to provoke Song Chen, using rumors to make him retreat.

I really think too much.

However, is Song He really thinking too much?
I believe that not long after, Cang Xiuxuan will know whether Song He thinks too much or he doesn't realize it himself.

He took a bite of the dish that Song Chen had just brought to the table and put it in his mouth. His taste buds seemed to be stimulated, driving him to take another bite.

Cang Xiuxuan obeyed his taste buds and took another piece of the dish in front of him and put it into his mouth.

It was just a plate of vegetables, but he tasted many strange but wonderful flavors.

Taking a drink from the cup also made of bamboo, Cang Xiuxuan took a bite of another dish.

This was the first time he had tasted the combination of chili peppers and eggs. He had never known that something as pungent as chili peppers could have such a wonderful taste.

Unconsciously, half of the food in front of him was gone, and he also finished the big steamed bun.

Of course, I also drank a large glass of water.

Song Chen's eyes smiled at his unknowing compliments.

The greatest sense of accomplishment that a cook can gain comes from the dishes he or she has made with care and being recognized by diners.

The only way diners can recognize it is with one word.

eat!
"Good workmanship."

Extremely satisfied with the meal, Cang Xiuxuan even gave Song Chen a compliment.

"How do you know it was me?" Song Chen was slightly surprised.

Cang Xiuxuan glanced at her, "You and I are sitting at the same small table. Isn't the fact that you are covered in the smell of oil smoke the best proof?"

Song Chen lowered his head and smelled it, and it was true.

She forgot that there is no range hood here.

"You've given me gifts and eaten. Isn't it time to leave?" Song Chen disliked the fumes all over his body and issued an eviction order unceremoniously.

Cang Xiuxuan almost guessed why she was frowning at this moment. He pulled up his sleeves and put his wrists on his knees, "I'm here, you can check my pulse again."

Song Chen didn't refuse. This was what she planned to do when she went to Huichun Hall today, but she didn't see Shopkeeper Cui.

Stretching out two fingers, Song Chen pinched his wrist and carefully felt his pulse with his eyes closed.

The recovery was faster than she expected. She didn't know whether it was because of his good physical condition or the powerful effect of her spring water.

"You can stop taking the prescription I gave you before. You don't need to take it anymore."

"So good."

This is good news for Cang Xiuxuan. He was able to insist on drinking the recipe for so many days because he used his best patience.

It was so painful that there was no need for insect repellent powder around his house, and no insects or ants came near.

There are still two days left before the time she said before.

Not bad, really good.

"I will be away for a while. If you need anything, you can go to Shopkeeper Cui of Hui Chun Hall. He can usually help. You are not familiar with the others, so be careful."

Since this trip, Cang Xiuxuan is in a very good mood.Before leaving, he reminded Song Chen, "And when I come back, if you want to find me, you don't have to go to Huichun Hall, you can go directly to my house. Do you still remember how to get there?"

Song Chen listened to his words one after another, "Why do I feel that you didn't come here to thank me at all today?"

Cang Xiuxuan's expression froze, "Why do you say that?"

"Did you know that I went to the Huichun Hall? So you came here specifically to check my pulse?" Song Chen felt that this must be the case, otherwise why did he not come earlier and later, and chose today to come here.

"Haha, if you think so, you are not wrong." What Song Chen said made Cang Xiuxuan laugh loudly, wave his hand and get on the carriage.

Song Chen looked at the ruts left by the carriage and the yellow dust in the sky, and thought about what he said again.

She seemed to be able to accept the gifts he sent with peace of mind, and she didn't plan to return the 100 taels of silver before, she wanted to spend it.

It was the time when money was scarce.

Of course, another important reason for her to make such a decision was Cang Xiuxuan's arrival today. Since he came in and brought so many things, if she exchanged the money back, he would not do it anyway. Will charge.

If she made it unpleasant again, her previous plan of blaming everything on him would be in vain, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

After Cang Xiuxuan left, the Song family all sat together. Song Dashan, Song Wang and Song He sat on one side, and Song Chen sat on the other side.

Seeing this posture, Song Chen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "Father, mother, brother, are you going to interrogate the prisoner?"

Mrs. Song Wang glared at her angrily at her naughty words, "You kid, you are getting more and more out of character. Mom asks you, why didn't you tell your family about such a big thing before?"

Their daughter knew how to heal, and all the people who treated her came home to thank her, and they didn't know until then.

Song Chen knew that there would be such a scene, and silently cursed Cang Xiuxuan in his heart, "Your uncle is coming, why don't you say hello in advance?"

"It was an accident that I saved him. When I met him in the town that day, he was suffering from an old illness and was in danger. I didn't have time to think, so I had to save him first."

Anyway, Cang Xiuxuan was making it up before, so Song Chen simply went along with what he made up, and his parents would not ask Cang Xiuxuan.

Song Dashan and the others were all honest and kind-hearted people. When they heard what Song Chen said, they immediately stopped blaming him, but they remembered another thing.

"He said that the gifts he sent before were also given by others. What's going on? Didn't it mean that the nobles in the town just wanted to thank you for selling them the medicinal materials they wanted?"

"Well, that's it. He is from the Huichun Hall. I didn't find out until I saved him later. He probably came here in person this time just to express his gratitude in person for two things."

Song Chen still told lies with his eyes open.

She knew Cang Xiuxuan earlier than she knew her parents now, but could she tell?
But even if it was made up, she and Cang Xiuxuan made it up together, and Song Dashan and the others believed it.

The next day, when people in the village came to work at Song Chen's house again, the news that Song Chen's house had received gifts yesterday quickly spread throughout the construction site.

Zhuang Bosong also heard it, but at this time he didn't know that the person who came yesterday was his master, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable for a while.

The foundations have all been laid, and a lot of green bricks have been placed on the ground alone. Song Chen felt nothing, and Song Dashan felt very distressed.

There were not enough materials on the construction site. Zhuang Bosong had contacted people to send more. Song Chen still went to town early in the morning to see how the cooperation with Liuweizhai went on the first day.

The twenty cans that shopkeeper Zhong told her yesterday had been left with shopkeeper Zheng before she came back yesterday.

When she arrived at Shopkeeper Zheng, the waiter from Shopkeeper Zhong came over to pick up the goods. Twenty jars of passion fruit jam were carefully packed and sent to Liuweizhai.

Shopkeeper Zheng had a full 20 taels of silver in his purse.

The two of them walked into the store. Shopkeeper Zheng handed the silver to Song Chen. Song Chen took out two taels of silver and gave it to him, while he kept the rest.

"The quantity they want will probably increase tomorrow, but we still only have twenty cans for him."

"Well, you said this fruit is not easy to come by. It would be nice to have twenty cans." Shopkeeper Zheng expressed his understanding.

Song Chen shook his head, "That's not the case, it's just that if I give him as much as he wants, wouldn't it seem less valuable? Our cooperation is only for one year, and we will customize the cooperation method next year. I can't Overfeed him.”

At Liuweizhai, shopkeeper Zhong is also a good businessman. After the passion jam was brought to the store, he first hung up a sign and went out, and then asked the waiter to get some passion jam and soak it in a large pot of warm water. Anyone who enters the store can enjoy a free drink.

He also learned this idea from Song Chen. When she came to the store with passion fruit jam on the first day, she used this method to attract the attention of customers.

As he expected, everyone who had drunk it would ask about it after entering the store, but in the end they gave up because of the price.

The store opened at the beginning of Chenshi, but it was close to noon and not a single can was sold.

The previous enthusiasm was almost extinguished.

"Shopkeeper, have we set the price too high?"

One, two or three cans, who would be willing to give up such a can that is as big as a palm?
Shopkeeper Zhong stared at the passion fruit jam for a long time, then slapped his thigh for the last time and said, "Raise the price! One, two, five, no price!"

The clerk in the store hurriedly advised him, "Shopkeeper, are you okay? If you can't sell one, two or three, you still raise the price. If you lose it by then, this is 20 taels of silver."

Shopkeeper Zhong waved his hand, "This thing will never fall into your hands!"

(End of this chapter)