The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Wen Qingcheng was originally immersed in the sadness of parting, but when she heard him say that he would give her one thousand taels of silver, her eyes immediately lit up. One thousand taels of silver was really too much. With this one thousand taels alone, she would be the richest person in Yueya Village.

"It's not an investment, it's a stake." Wen Qingcheng could obviously keep it all to herself, but she just didn't want to cut off contact with Mo Jinghong. If she treated him as a shareholder, she always felt that he would always be in her world.

Mo Jinghong actually didn't care so much. His and Wen Qingcheng's were the same, so he agreed with a smile.

"When you leave, bring some donkey hide gelatin back to nourish the elders at home." Wen Qingcheng suddenly remembered that his family was the largest medicinal material merchant in the country and had all kinds of good things. He smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I forgot that you might not like it."

"Who said I don't like it? If I don't like it, how can I buy it? This is the only Wenji donkey-hide gelatin in the Great Qi Dynasty. My grandfather and his family may not have seen it."

"Okay, I'll give you two pounds tomorrow, and you can take the donkey-hide gelatin cake with you on the road. It's hot now, so you can't keep it. You and Ah Falcon should finish it as soon as possible. The donkey-hide gelatin is completely dried and can be kept. When you want to eat it, you can heat it with rice wine, stew eggs, or make donkey-hide gelatin and longan soup."

"You worked so hard to boil four pounds of glue, can you give me half of it? I'll just take a few pieces and take them out to see when I miss you." Mo Jinghong knew that it was not easy for Wen Qingcheng to boil glue, and he didn't have the habit of eating and taking at the same time.

Wen Qingcheng laughed, "It's okay, I'll make it again, just take it. Isn't my handkerchief with you? You can take it out to remind me of the past. The donkey-hide gelatin is a gift from me to the elderly in the He family."

Mo Jinghong subconsciously touched the handkerchief in his lapel. There was a lifelike camellia embroidered on it, and it also smelled of the sweet-scented osmanthus almond hand cream that Wen Qingcheng often used. He did intend to take it with him to remind him of her, but the silly girl Wen Qingcheng didn't seem to know what it meant when a girl gave a sachet or handkerchief to a man.

"Do you like me?" Mo Jinghong was shocked as soon as he said this. He was always calm and composed, so why would he ask so bluntly?

Wen Qingcheng's heart was instantly stirred. In her previous life, she had devoted herself to academics and had never been attracted to the opposite sex. Now, hearing him say this, her heart seemed to be kneaded by invisible hands. She raised her eyes and saw Mo Jinghong staring at her with his deep eyes.

Mo Jinghong saw that although she looked shy, why were her eyes filled with a conflict and struggle, and even a hint of doubt?

He really wanted to know the answer. When he was still in the first grade, although he was her husband in name, she only treated him as a child and a family member. She only showed that shy look when she looked at Ah Falcon.

Now she also shows a shy look in front of him. What is her true intention? What is she struggling with? Could it be that...she just treats him as Brother Mo?

"I won't tell you." Wen Qingcheng's sweet voice sounded, avoiding Mo Jinghong's deep eyes, and turned and ran away.

Late at night, while everyone in the family was asleep, Wen Qingcheng went to the kitchen again and put both plates of donkey-hide gelatin into the space. This way, one night was equivalent to drying them outside for two months.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Qingcheng rummaged around in the space once, and while Ye Xiuying was still asleep, she went to the bathroom and went to the kitchen to take out all the donkey-hide gelatin in the space.

After staying in the space for a night, the moisture of the donkey-hide gelatin has been released just right. I took a piece of clean linen and wiped the donkey-hide gelatin strips. At this time, the donkey-hide gelatin has become very hard and needs to be melted before it can be eaten.

Thinking that the elders in Mo Jinghong's family were all extremely wealthy, it would be inappropriate to give them all the donkey-hide gelatin in bulk. Wen Qingcheng remembered that she had put a lot of gold foil in her space in her previous life, so she took it out and wrapped the donkey-hide gelatin piece by piece with gold foil.

At this moment, the kitchen door was suddenly opened by Ye Xiuying, and her sight suddenly brightened up, "You scared me. Qingcheng, why are you in the kitchen so early?"

"I came to see the donkey-hide gelatin, mother. I plan to take out half of it and let Brother Mo take it to his elders at home."

Ye Xiuying then noticed the golden color on the plate and asked in surprise, "Gold bars?"

"It's not a gold bar, it's donkey hide gelatin wrapped in gold foil. I thought it would look more classy as a gift."

"When did you buy the gold paper? It's not cheap."

"Not bad." Wen Qingcheng mumbled and went to the study, found some gifts that Wen Liang had bought for them before, found a sandalwood gift box, and neatly placed the wrapped donkey-hide gelatin blocks inside. Finally, she cut a piece of gold-stamped red paper, wrote "Wen's Donkey-hide Gelatin" on it, mixed some glue, and sealed it on the sandalwood box.

The family ate breakfast in silence. Zicheng was anxious to go to school and didn't notice anything unusual. He didn't dare let him know that Mo Jinghong and the others were leaving, otherwise he would make a fuss and not go to school again.

A Falcon and Ye Xiuying went to clean up the table, leaving only Wen Qingcheng and Mo Jinghong in the room.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Mo Jinghong looked at Wen Qingcheng with deep eyes.

"You're fine." Wen Qingcheng turned her head, her eyes a little wet. She never cried in front of others. She tilted her head slightly to prevent the tears from falling.

Mo Jinghong tugged at her sleeve, and Wen Qingcheng turned around and regained her composure. "Stretch out your hand." Mo Jinghong's voice softened unconsciously.

Wen Qingcheng stretched out her hand blankly, and Mo Jinghong took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it to her. "This is for you. I heard you say that you had a dream when you were a child. I will help you realize this dream."

It was the first time that Wen Qingcheng saw a 1,000-liang silver note. It was just better looking than ordinary silver notes. "Brother Mo, thank you. I will always remember your kindness."

"There's no need to thank me, we're old friends of Dai Li." Mo Jinghong paused, then asked, "Do you have any other requests?"

Wen Qingcheng pursed her lips. She was already very satisfied that he could give her one thousand taels of silver to help her realize her dream. What else could she ask for?

Mo Jinghong saw her eyes moving around, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, so he smiled and said, "Just say whatever you want to say. Say what's in your heart."

Wen Qingcheng looked up and met his deep eyes looking at her seriously. They were very close and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

"...Before you leave, can I ask you to help me wash the dog?" Wen Qingcheng looked at Mo Jinghong expectantly.

Mo Jinghong was stunned, "Washing the dog?"

Wen Qingcheng nodded, and Mo Jinghong laughed with a complicated look in his eyes, "Okay, I'll accompany you to wash the dog before we leave."

Mo Jinghong felt a little disappointed and laughed at himself: What on earth am I expecting?

Wen Qingcheng handed the donkey-hide gelatin she had packed to Mo Jinghong, "Take this with you. There is also a pack of donkey-hide gelatin cakes. I'll put them next to Ah Fal's luggage."

Mo Jinghong took the box, his lips slightly raised. Ah Falcon finished helping Ye Xiuying with the kitchen work and walked in. "Sir, when are we leaving?"

"No rush, wash the dog first before leaving." Mo Jinghong said lightly.

Ah Falcon's face was filled with black lines, "Wash the dog?"