After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

"Yeah. I see." An Yumo nodded, suddenly feeling a little ashamed. She was a young lady, and although she often tried food, she had never been to the morning market, and she had hardly ever prepared food. A few days ago, she kept talking about opening a wonton stall. It turned out that it was not easy to just sell small wontons. Choosing vegetables, preparing vegetables, mixing stuffing, rolling dough, wrapping wontons, and hiring people all took time. Moreover, if you sell in the morning, you must get up very early, which is a hard job.

"Miss, your wontons are ready." The proprietress placed the bowl in front of her.

"Thank you." An Yumo smiled.

"Miss, pancakes are delicious too." Xiaoqin tore off a piece, wrapped some pickles in it, and handed it to An Yumo.

"Hmm." The pancakes are chewy, the mouth is filled with the aroma of wheat, and the sour pickled mustard greens whet the appetite.

"Madam boss, your store is really nice."

"Haha, thank you for the compliment, young lady. Come and eat here often in the future." The proprietress's face was rosy, and she looked particularly charming in the morning sun.

More customers arrived one after another. An Yumo and his friends finished their meal, paid, and left the stall.

"Miss, where are we going now?" Xiaoqin asked.

"Hmm..." An Yumo was thinking.

"Miss, I won't go shopping with you. I have clothes to wash when I get home." said the sister-in-law.

"I also need to go home to feed the horses, and go to the market to buy more fodder to bring back." said the young stable boy An Xiaole.

"Okay, Xiaobao, go home too and see if you can help. You can make lunch at home. Xiaohu, follow me today."

"Yes."

The few of them separated, and An Yumo took Xiaoqin and Xiaohu to Jimin Hall. As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw Ding Xirui and Banxia were about to go out to change the medicine for the tea shop owner, so they followed them. On the way, Ding Xirui slowly told An Yumo what happened in the tea shop. An Yumo was shocked and could not help but speed up his pace, wanting to see the two amazing people as soon as possible.

The tea shop was open and the proprietress was teaching Amu how to make tea.

"Amu, pour the water in slowly and don't lift the teapot too high, right."

Amu stared at the tea bowl and slowly poured hot water into it. The tea leaves slowly expanded. He quickly closed the lid and a smile appeared on his face.

"Sister-in-law, is this right?"

"Amu is really smart. He can learn things quickly." The lady boss praised. "What is the name of this tea?"

"Bi-Luo-Chun." Amu sang out word by word.

"right."

Ding Xirui and others stood at the door, not going in, watching the scene quietly.

Amu suddenly raised his head and said, "Sister-in-law, there are guests."

The proprietress also looked up.

"It's Doctor Ding, please come in." Her face lit up with joy.

"Sister-in-law, let me change the medicine for you." Ding Xirui walked in with a smile.

"Okay." The proprietress smiled and turned to Amu and said, "Amu, this tea is just right for entertaining guests. Go prepare the small tea bowls."

"Yes." Amu went to the backyard happily.

"Sister-in-law, this is Miss An, my good friend. I came here today to try your tea."

"Okay, Miss An, please take a seat. However, I can't move my hands yet. My husband Amu made Biluochun tea today, and we'll be able to drink it soon."

"Okay."

An Yumo nodded and sat on the seat on the right side of the shop. In her eyes, the proprietress in front of her was very thin. How could such a woman run a tea shop, how could she face the scoundrels alone, and how could she lift the boiling iron kettle?

The lady boss put her hands on the counter and waited quietly. Ding Xirui cleaned his hands and peeled off the cotton strips on her hands bit by bit. Some places were stained with blood, so Ding Xirui held his breath and carefully pulled them off.

"Doctor Ding, the medicine I took yesterday worked. It doesn't hurt much anymore." The proprietress said, moving her fingers.

"Okay. Don't move yet, and apply some more medicine." Ding Xirui picked up a piece of cloth, dipped it in the ointment, and gently applied it. Then, he took a clean long strip of cotton cloth and wrapped his hand again.

"Sister-in-law, is there really no problem with your dressing and eating?" Ding Xirui asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." The sister-in-law smiled, "The fingers can still move, they are not completely 'useless'."

While the two were talking, Amu prepared tea and distributed cups of tea to Ding Xirui and others.

Suddenly, a man staggered into the room, and immediately, a foul smell of alcohol filled the air—it was Yue Lao San. The cloth strip on his head had been removed, revealing two red bloodstains.

"Bitch, give me your money back!" he said.

Ding Xirui looked back at him, feeling an overwhelming disgust. An Yumo and the others came over and stood beside Ding Xirui. Xiaohu narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of ferocity.

When Yue Laosan saw so many people around, he involuntarily shrank back.

"Mr. Yue, drinking is not good for your wound." Although Ding Xirui felt disgusted, he continued to remind him.

Yue Lao San glanced at her and snorted coldly: "You don't need to worry about it!"

Ding Xirui turned his face away. He had fulfilled his responsibilities. Since the patient didn't care, so let it be.

The proprietress carefully took out a purse from behind the counter. Ding Xirui helped her open it and poured the money onto the table.

"Mr. Yue, here are three hundred coins. Please count them and I will return the remaining two hundred coins to you tomorrow," said the proprietress.

"I have an urgent need, so I'll come back today!" Yue Lao San patted the counter.

"Mr. Yue, County Magistrate Li said that he will pay you within two days. You can't bully others." Ding Xirui stepped forward and said.

"This is a matter between the two of us. Why do you, an outsider, have to meddle in it?" Yue Lao San patted the counter again.

Ding Xirui was speechless for a moment and gritted his teeth.

"Mr. Yue, our shop really doesn't have 500 coins today, this is all we have. Doctor Ding is right, Lord Li has ordered me to compensate you within two days. If I don't pay on time, you can sue me in court again. Today, please go back first." The proprietress said slowly.

"Tsk~" Yue Lao San rolled his eyes at her, picked up the copper coins, and counted them one by one. After a while, when he finished counting the copper coins, he took out his purse from his arms, put the money in it, and turned to leave.

"Wait!" An Yumo said.

Yue Lao San turned around, looked her over, and said unhappily, "What does it have to do with you? What can you do for me?"

"Leave a receipt stating clearly that you have received three hundred coins today." An Yumo brushed his sleeves and said casually.

"What? Do you look down on me? It's just a small amount of money and you still want me to leave a receipt?" Yue Laosan showed contempt and was about to leave.

However, Xiaohu was faster than him and blocked the door first.

Yue Lao San turned around, angrily asking, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing. You just leave the receipt and sign your name, and you can leave immediately. You won't lose anything." An Yumo crossed his arms and glanced at the counter.

On the counter, Xiaoqin had already prepared paper and pen.

"Hmph!" Yue Laosan turned back, wrote down the date, the amount, and his name, and then slammed the pen heavily on the counter. The paper was instantly splashed with ink, and a corner of the counter was also splashed with a lot of ink spots.

He turned around and pushed Xiaohu's arm away.

"Just wait and see, bah." He spat at the tea shop.