Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

All the people in the drugstore are staring at Song qiuer and the man, especially at Song qiuer, almost with pity and sympathy. It seems that they can see song qiuer's corpse on the spot in the next second.

The drugstore manager began to think about the impact on his business if song qiuer died in his drugstore. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the man holding the bottle of medicine and asked, "is this the medicine you made?"

"Exactly." Song qiuer said with a smile, "the formula of this medicine was obtained by accident before me. There are many mosquito bites in summer. I used it many times before I dare to give it to you."

Song qiuer didn't say that this medicine was made by herself, but specially emphasized that she had used it, so that men would not feel like they were treated as experimental products.

The shopkeeper's worry didn't happen, but the color on the man's face was a little scattered. His original pain began to slow down, and his original cold sweat was much better.

But a cup of tea time, the man has stretched his brow.

"What a magic medicine The man boasted and looked at Song qiuer and said, "today I'm really lucky to meet a girl."

"I dare not." Song qiuer said, and glanced at the shopkeeper's expression. Seeing the shopkeeper's heart beating, he said, "now that you are well, can you give me the rest of the medicine?"

The man looks at Song qiuer's clothes and thinks of the sound he hears before he enters the door. He thinks that song qiuer is going to sell the medicine to the shopkeeper for some living expenses. Then he takes out a silver note from his pocket and hands it to song qiuer. "Thank you, girl. Would you please sell me this bottle of medicine?"

The shopkeeper saw that the silver note was fifty Liang, and his eyes were almost staring out. He watched song qiuer take fifty Liang silver with a bottle of medicine. He thought bitterly that if he bought the prescription earlier, wouldn't the fifty Liang silver go into his pocket?

Song qiuer's goal has arrived. He takes the silver and sends the man away with a smile. Then he makes a gesture to leave.

"Wait a minute, girl. You sell this prescription for 300 Liang, don't you? I'll take it right away. " The shopkeeper said, turning around to take a silver ticket to song qiuer.

But song qiuer waved his hand and said in the shopkeeper's surprised eyes, "shopkeeper, you are wrong. Three hundred taels is just the price. Now this prescription is sold for six hundred taels of silver."

"Six hundred taels of silver! You are crazy Just disdain song qiuer's medicine boy exclaimed, as if he heard something incredible.

It's no wonder that 600 taels of silver, not to mention for an ordinary farmer, is enough for the ordinary people in the town to have enough food and clothing for many years. Song qiuer wants to sell 600 taels of silver with a recipe he doesn't know where to get it. It's just a fantasy for Yao Tong!

"I'm not crazy." Song qiuer replied with a smile, "three hundred taels of silver is the money for the recipe, and the other three hundred taels..."

Then song qiuer pointed to himself and said with a smile, "it's the trust fee that the shopkeeper gave me."

Trust fee?

This word is unheard of by the shopkeeper and Yao Tong, but they all quickly understand what it means, because the shopkeeper just hesitated and did not trust him, and maybe even because Yao Tong just made a sarcastic remark, he went up 300 Liang silver!

"Girl, are you too dark?" The shopkeeper looked at Song qiuer and asked, "in this way, how about four hundred fifty-two

Song qiuer put up a finger and shook it in front of the shopkeeper, saying: "if the shopkeeper talks about it again, the price will rise again."

By such a block, the shopkeeper suddenly shut up, silent for a moment, the shopkeeper said: "OK, six hundred Liang is six hundred Liang, but I have a condition."

"Conditions?" Song qiuer looked at the shopkeeper warily and said, "the six hundred Liang must be given to me at one go. It can't be delayed or divided several times."

The shopkeeper was made by song qiuer, but he was a bit embarrassed: "although I'm not rich, I'm not the one who will pay attention to the 600 Liang. What I want to tell you is that since the recipe has been sold to me, I can't sell it to another family in the future."

The original shopkeeper is exclusive, song qiuer nodded: "naturally, since the formula sold to you, from now on it will be your home."

"Cheery." The shopkeeper handed song qiuer six hundred Liang silver tickets, "please accept them."

Although the words are accepted with smile, song qiuer hears the pain of the flesh. He takes the cashier's silver note with smile and says, "this is a cash cow. The shopkeeper will never make more than 600 Liang in the future."

The shopkeeper naturally knew that this thing would definitely help him earn it back, but in a moment, it would cost him 300 Liang more. His heart was really aching.

After getting the money ticket, song qiuer hid it close to his body and went to the mountain to pick some wild vegetables before returning home.

Song qiuer doesn't know how to open the door. However, song qiuer sees that a mu is chopping firewood with his blunt axe under Qian's gaze. Song qiuer knows that this ton of axe is hard to cut even a handful of grass, let alone cut firewood. The reason why he hasn't lost it at home is that Qian wants to use it to upset song qiuer.

Before Song qiuer was tossed, but now he tossed amu with this axe in front of her! In particular, song qiuer saw a lot of firewood beside a Mu's leg, which showed that it had been cut for a long time.

"Do you know how to come back?" Seeing song qiuer coming home, Qian scolded: "what time is it now? What are you doing outside for so long? A wild man is not ready to take two wild men home? "

Song qiuer doesn't answer in silence. He takes the ax in amu's hand and throws it on the ground. He looks at amu's palm carefully in the dusk light. Although it is red and swollen, it doesn't matter much. It's much better than song qiuer's appearance when he used it in his memory.

"Does it hurt?" Song qiuer asks in a low voice. Even though he knows that amu has time to protect his body, he is still worried about amu.

"No pain." A mu saw that song qiuer was in a bad mood and comforted him in a low voice. "This is just a piece of cake. Don't worry about it."

Qian's cold hum way: "you this pair of wild mandarin duck pour is very affectionate, also don't see what place this is, get out for me!"

"Get out of here?" Song qiuer looks at Qian's frown and asks, does Qian want to do the same thing again and let them spend the night outside?

Just as song qiuer glanced at the haystack in the woodshed, he heard Qian's bossy saying, "don't you understand me? My song family doesn't have people like you who hang out at such a young age. Get out of here! "

Between the words, Qian meant to drive song qiuer and amu out of the Song family. At the moment, song qiuer is just a little girl, and amu is a big fool. If they are driven out of the Song family, they don't know where to settle down.