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

When they returned home, they saw Zheng Shihui and others' carriage still parked in the alley.

"Sister Song, how is the situation over there going?" Ding Xirui walked forward quickly.

"Xi Rui, don't worry, Doctor Mo is very good. He even taught Xiao Die how to cook the medicine. Now the cook has gone to buy a chicken to make soup for her to nourish her body."

"Hmm..." Ding Xirui nodded, then hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Sister Song, about Aunt Jiang... I know it's inappropriate to say this, but, replenishing her body is one thing, but she may need more help. Judging from the looks of Madam Zhang and Young Master Zhang, I guess we can't rely on them..."

Song Ruohuan's expression changed. She hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly, "Xi Rui, I understand what you mean... I'll try my best."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Sister Song. But you must take care of yourself first." Ding Xirui held her hand.

"If you need help, just come to me." Zheng Shihui and An Yumo also came over.

"Okay, thank you." Song Ruhuan's mouth twitched. The people in front of her cared about her more than her family in the yard. Alas!

Ding Xirui and his companions said goodbye. It was already evening. The setting sun shone on the carriage, casting long shadows. The three of them shared a carriage, but each of them had their own thoughts and no one spoke.

After a long while, Zheng Shihui spoke first.

"Okay, okay, everyone has their own destiny. It's useless for us to worry."

"Sister Song never has a moment of leisure." An Yumo sighed.

"It's still that Zhang Qi'an's fault. I've never seen such a bad man." Ding Xirui hit his thigh.

"Yes, from what Xiaodie said, Zhang Qi'an doesn't go back to that courtyard very often. Recently, she has been quarreling with Aunt Jiang all the time. She is only two months pregnant and can't stand the tossing and turning." An Yumo agreed.

"Didn't we know this a long time ago? A man like Zhang Qi'an is simply never satisfied. It's hard for the woman who marries him. Sister Song is so nice, and that woman named Jiang is also a beauty. It's really not worth it." Zheng Shihui shook her head as she spoke, secretly saying in her heart that marriage is really troublesome.

Yes, Song Ruohuan is intelligent, well-educated, but Zhang Qi'an feels embarrassed in front of her; Jiang Hongmian is gentle, quiet, and puts her husband first in everything, but she is despised as boring and even gets no care when she is sick. What's the point of having a man like that?

However, as outsiders, they could do nothing. Song Ruohuan was fine, as she had a child, a dowry, and made a few friends who made her look good in the Zhang family. She had the ability to survive. But Jiang Hongmian came from the village, and her family probably farmed the Zhang family's land. Her parents and brothers were probably instructed by the Zhang family. Who could she tell about her grievances? How could she solve them? The girl who took care of her was only eleven or twelve years old, and the cook didn't look reliable.

Ding Xirui felt heavy in his heart.

"Okay, don't think about it anymore. Let's see the progress later and talk about it slowly." Zheng Shihui tapped their heads.

"This morning, I came up with an idea that will definitely make your restaurant famous and increase your business." She looked at An Yumo and continued.

"Hmm? Do you have any good ideas?" An Yumo held up his hands and listened attentively.

"Introducing 'patient packages' in restaurants."

"What is that?" An Yumo frowned.

"For example, my uncle suffers from diabetes, so every meal of his needs special attention. From the use of oil, to the combination of vegetables and meat, to the amount of rice, all can be followed according to the recipe. I know that your restaurant will launch a dish every month with a special function. But a single dish is not necessarily effective. If a special recipe is made for people with health problems to choose from, wouldn't it be a good thing..." Zheng Shihui said excitedly.

An Yumo's interest was immediately aroused. When she was in Lan County, she was troubled by this problem, weighing between following her taste and taking care of her body. In fact, the two are not an either-or relationship. She could just offer special packages for people to choose from.

"Shihui, you are so smart." An Yumo grabbed her hand excitedly.

"Tell me, how do you want to thank me?" Zheng Shihui raised her chin.

"Once the set menu is ready, you will be the first customer and you will taste it."

"Tsk, I don't care. How about this, if your restaurant really launches a set meal, in the first year, you will give me one cent for every sale. I only want one cent, okay?"

"You are such a money-grubber! Okay, I promise you." An Yumo smiled.

"Since you are my friend, I will only charge you one cent. Moreover, I only charge you one year's salary. If it were someone else, I would not say anything. You know, a good idea is very valuable."

"Okay." An Yumo smiled, she turned her head to look at Ding Xirui and blinked.

"Doctor Ding, the recipe still depends on you."

"No problem, but I also want to collect money like Shihui!" Ding Xirui said, spreading out his left hand.

"Birds of a feather flock together." An Yumo pouted, hit her, and glanced at Zheng Shihui again.

"You are Mo. An-Yu-Mo." Zheng Shihui was not forgiving at all.

"Hahahahaha." The atmosphere in the car finally changed.

Ding Xirui looked at Zheng Shihui and admired her business acumen more and more. Find a platform, come up with an idea, and keep "taking commissions". Although it is only a penny each time, it adds up to a lot. She just had a flash of inspiration and did not execute it, but she really made money from her idea.

She is worthy of being the daughter of a wealthy businessman!

The three of them parted on the street, and Ayi drove the carriage to take Ding Xirui to Tongniu Lane.

Niu Xiaoben's condition was not very good. Although he had lost some weight, he looked listless. The people following him seemed to have been given some instructions as well. They looked very fearful and stayed close to Niu Xiaoben.

"Hello, Doctor Ding." Niu Xiaoben smiled slightly, with a pleading look in his eyes.

Ding Xirui looked around him and said to the servants, "I have something to ask the young master alone. It concerns the patient's privacy. Please leave for a while."

Niu Xiaoben's eyes lit up immediately. He coughed and said, "You guys go down first. The doctor wants to see you. Madam won't blame you."

They looked at each other and walked silently ten meters away.

"Mr. Niu, what happened in the mansion?"

"Doctor Ding, Xiaoqiao was fired by my mother." He glanced in the direction of the school, his face full of guilt.

I was fired, but there was nothing unusual when I saw Song Hanzhang today.

"What on earth happened?"

"It's all my fault, ah!" Niu Xiaoben lowered his head, "Ever since she saved me on the street that time, I've often talked to her."

"Hmm?" Ding Xirui frowned.

"Doctor Ding, it's not what you think. I just wanted to talk to her. I really didn't mean anything else. Besides, she's a female teacher...Doctor Ding, you know I don't have many friends in school. When I encountered a problem, I really wanted to seek advice from someone, so I talked to her twice."

Niu Xiaoben raised his head, his eyes changed, "I don't know which damn person actually gossiped in front of my mother. Later, Xiaoqiao wanted to borrow my book, and I gave it to her. My mother happened to see it, and then she looked for Xiaoqiao, and then Xiaoqiao said goodbye to us..."

“This…” Is Mrs. Niu so defensive?

"My mother said that there are many literate maids in the mansion now, so there will be no problem recording the food manual." Niu Xiaoben looked outside the courtyard gate and sighed.