Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

Chapter 58 Pill Testing

"Someone invited you to drink?"

Song Chen felt a little strange when he heard this, "When was the last time someone invited you to drink?"

Shopkeeper Zheng didn't know why Song Chen asked this, and thought about it carefully for a long time, "It seems to be the same as it was years ago."

"Then why did someone treat you to a drink last time?" Song Chen asked again.

"It seemed that he had some urgent matters at home and asked me to borrow half a tael of silver. Later, he said that the family matter was settled, so he bought me two drinks. You also know that I like this." Shopkeeper Zheng felt a little uncomfortable when he said this. That's so nice.

"Have you returned the half a tael of silver to you?"

Shopkeeper Zheng was stunned and suddenly understood why Song Chen asked so many questions.

He didn't answer, but his expression said everything, "Shopkeeper Zheng, you are a righteous person, but you have to know that not everyone in this world is as righteous as you. When others interact with you, they are mostly looking at what they can do with you. With all the benefits deducted, when you were down and out, did anyone ever treat you to a drink?"

"I……"

Shopkeeper Zheng stared at Song Chen blankly for a while, then turned around and reopened the shop.

Song Chen's words were like enlightenment, making his mind that had been confused for many years suddenly wake up. Over the years in the town, he had experienced high and low times. When he was prosperous, he had more than one or two friends, but when he was When he was down, those people all stayed away from him.

Except for Song Chen and her, no one looked up to him when he was down.

"Starting from tomorrow, Liuweizhai will provide thirty jars of passion jam every day. In three days, can you take all the money they spent to buy jam and help me go south?"

"South?" Shopkeeper Zheng didn't react at all.

"Well, in the south, passion fruit is basically grown in the south. If we want to continue our business, you have to go there. It doesn't matter whether you can find it or not. You have to go!"

This is what Song Chen explained before when he cooperated with Shopkeeper Zheng, but he didn't say he was going out at that time, but just relied on his background of frequent travels.

Song Chen's attitude was very firm, and Shopkeeper Zheng also became serious.

Now doing this business, in addition to giving him money, it also gave him the face he had not had in a long time. From the bottom of his heart, he was grateful to Song Chen. After all, he did nothing and took the money every day. Song Chen could directly provide it himself. Liuweizhai then gave a random reason.

He was right to think so. Song Chen didn't have to look for him at all, but what he didn't know was that the reason why Song Chen had passion fruit was because of the seeds he bought from him.

"Well, I'm going to leave in the next two days. I haven't been out for several years, so I'm still looking forward to it."

Shopkeeper Zheng rubbed his hands and smiled shyly.

"There are 50 taels here. You can also keep the money from selling jams in the next few days. Take it with you for emergencies. If you find any good things in the south, you can bring some back."

Song Chen took out a banknote from his body and gave it to him and explained a few words.

Shopkeeper Zheng waved his hands repeatedly, "How can I take your money? I have some money left on me these days. A trip to the south is enough."

Song Chen forced it into his hand, "No matter what time, the most useful thing is silver. Just take it with you. If you don't use it up, return it to me. I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first."

Before leaving, Song Chen didn't talk about the bad friends again. I believe that shopkeeper Zheng had already made plans in his heart.

Shortly after Song Chen left, two smiling men came into Shopkeeper Zheng's shop, "Old Zheng, the shop is closed. I have reserved a seat in Piaoxiang Building and am waiting for you to go."

Shopkeeper Zheng's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc involuntarily when the two came in, but at that time he was lowering his head and calculating abacus, and neither of the two who came in noticed.

After they all spoke, Shopkeeper Zheng raised his head and said with a polite smile: "Brothers, I'm really sorry. I have something to do here temporarily. I'm afraid I won't be able to go. Next time, next time I will Zuodong, let’s have two more drinks.”

When the two of them heard this, their smiles froze, "No, Lao Zheng, didn't we all agree yesterday? Why can't we go now?"

"As you all know, some of the business in my shop is now done with Liuweizhai. Someone came over there to say something, so I have more things to do now."

Shopkeeper Zheng shook the abacus in his hand and said very helplessly.

When the two heard about Liuweizhai, their eyes flashed, "You see what happened, okay, business is important, let's get together next time, but today the place has been booked, I made the booking in your name Yes, remember to go over and settle the bill when you are free."

"Should I pay the bill? This shouldn't be the case. Didn't you treat me to a drink? I have to pay the bill before I even finish the wine. If others don't know, they think it's my treat. It will be bad for your reputation if you tell me. ah."

Shopkeeper Zheng rolled his eyes inwardly, really thinking that he was taken advantage of.

"Ah?" The two of them obviously didn't expect that shopkeeper Zheng would have such an attitude. In the past, he had always paid the bill when they went out to drink and eat. Why did they say this now?

However, the two of them were also very clever, and they didn't force themselves to hear what he said, "Hey, look at me, I'm confused. What's that? You go ahead and work on it. We two brothers will leave first and we'll meet up another day." Well, let's make an appointment another day." Shopkeeper Zheng nodded and stood at the counter without moving a step.

After the two left, shopkeeper Zheng raised his head and looked at the direction they left with cold eyes.

**
With the sticky rice paper, Song Chen locked herself in the room after she returned. Mrs. Song didn't know what she was doing and never asked her. She only knocked on the door when it was time to eat.

"Xiaochen, come out to eat first and then do it."

"You guys eat first, I'll come back later." Song Chen replied without raising his head.

She was carefully wrapping the panax notoginseng powder she had made before with glutinous rice paper. She said she didn’t need the help of space, so she finally took out a few tools from the space. This was a delicate job, and there was no way to do it without tweezers and medical pliers. .

The glutinous rice paper that shopkeeper Zhong gave her was more flexible than modern glutinous rice paper. Just in case, she used two layers when wrapping pills in glutinous rice paper. Compared with the first layer, the second layer was longer. It's more difficult to wrap it up.

When Mrs. Song asked her to eat, she was working on the second layer.

The two layers of glutinous rice paper need to be stuck together, so water must be used, but once there is too much water, the glutinous rice paper will liquefy, so it is very difficult to measure it at my level. The pile of small balls on Song Chen's small table, But only less than ten were successful.

She felt that there was still room for improvement in sticky rice paper, and her current production method was too time-consuming and labor-intensive, and there was no way to supply it in large quantities. It was still far from what she had imagined.

About a quarter of an hour later, Song Chen finally made thirty pills, opened the lid of the round bottle in front of him, put the last pill into the bottle, and then firmly plugged the stopper.

The next step is to test the saved results.

The other things were stored in the space, and the small bottle was placed on the table. Song Chen clapped his hands and opened the door.

Outside, Song Dashan and the others were still sitting at the table. The food was placed on the table, and no one moved their chopsticks.

Song Chen trotted over quickly, "Father, mother, didn't I let you eat first? Why didn't you move?"

After Song Chen sat down, Song Dashan picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'm not in a hurry. I'll wait for you to eat together."

For such a small thing, Song Chen was deeply moved.

In modern times, even if someone waits for her to eat, it is because of her status as the head of the family, they have to wait for her and respect her.

But when she came here, the care they gave her every time came from the truest feelings in their hearts.

"I heard from Mr. Zhuang that our house will not be completed for more than a month. Should we start looking for someone to make furniture now?"

Song Chen sorted out his mood and asked Song Dashan. She didn't know much about these things. At most, she could only draw drawings.

Song Dashan took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand and thought about it carefully. It seemed that he should go to the furniture maker first, otherwise they might not be able to move in immediately after the house was built.

"I'll go and inquire in two days to see if there is a master with good skills and invite one back." Song Dashan thought about his time schedule. He has no free time these days.

But after he finished speaking, he frowned again, "There is still a problem where this master can live when he comes back."

Master carpenters are different from other masters. They usually live in the house where they work, and leave after the work is done. The shabby house they live in now only has two rooms, and they can't let other masters come and sleep. Let’s go to the main room.

"Why don't you ask the master for now? I'll ask Mr. Zhuang to see if there's anyone there."

Song Chen suddenly remembered the furniture that was placed in the house when she went to Cang Xiuxuan's house. She liked the style and craftsmanship. The carpenters her father could hire were probably not as skilled as Cang Xiuxuan's. Compared with the side.

"Would that be too much trouble for Mr. Zhuang?" Song Dashan was a little worried.

During this period of time, he saw Zhuang Bosong's ability with his own eyes. He felt a little embarrassed to always bother others.

"Let me ask first and then talk. If Mr. Zhuang is willing to help, I won't let others help in vain, right?"

"Well, that's fine too."

After talking about the house, Song Chen turned to Song He again, "Brother, how do you like the books I gave you?"

Since Cang Xiuxuan came last time, Song Chen brought several books to Song He, all of which were about medicinal materials. At Song He's age, it was already too late for him to go to school, so it was better to let him study. Something more substantial.

And when her pharmaceutical workshop is established, Song He will be the only person in charge that she trusts, and he will be responsible for all the big and small things in the workshop.

How can a person in charge of a pharmaceutical workshop do this if he doesn’t know the medicinal materials?
(End of this chapter)