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

Ruan Sanlang took a closer look and found that the Wen family's well water was indeed different from his own. It was as clear as spring water. Ruan Sanlang trusted Wen Qingcheng, so he picked up the cup and took a sip. He found it clear and sweet, and not like ordinary well water at all.

This is because Wen Qingcheng has added a lot of space spiritual spring water. So the well water is equivalent to purified, and tastes like spiritual spring water. It's just that adding spiritual spring water to the well needs to be added regularly, not that adding spiritual spring water once can solve the problem once and for all.

"How is it? It tastes good, right? Third brother, let me tell you, this well in our house is a treasure. The water I use to boil gelatin comes from this well. Even if others want to copy my donkey-hide gelatin, they can't make it as good as mine."

Ruan Sanlang looked at Wen Qingcheng in surprise. He was not only surprised at the well, but also at why Wen Qingcheng told him everything. This was a business secret, and she just said it out so fluently.

Ruan Sanlang looked around and saw that the workers were far away. He breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Wen Qingcheng aside, and whispered, "Qingcheng, don't tell anyone about your well. If someone knows about it, it will cause a lot of trouble. You are too naive."

Wen Qingcheng covered her mouth and smiled. She was not stupid, so she would not tell anyone else. "Third brother, I trust you. I won't tell anyone else. You can bring water from our well and drink it. Our water tastes good."

"It's so inconvenient for a long time. I'm a bachelor. To put it bluntly, you and aunt are widows living at home. I'm afraid that I'll ruin each other's reputation if I go in and out of your house every day." Ruan Sanlang paused and said, "Also, when the pharmacy opens in the future, it will be inconvenient for the male and female workers to go in and out of your house."

"I have considered this. I plan to open another side door in the backyard. I will go to the county town to order doors and windows today. I will build a wall between the front yard and the backyard and open a moon door in the middle. When their workers go to work every day, let them go through the east gate of the backyard. Our front yard will still be a private residence."

"That would be the best. By the way, I asked the person you asked me to find for you. He is from Liujia Village, 37 years old, and used to work in a winery. He is a very hardworking person. When he heard that he would be paid three taels a month, he was very satisfied. The winery he worked in before only paid two and a half taels a month."

"Okay, bring it to me sometime."

"Are you free today? He is at home now and can come over anytime. Liujia Village is only three miles away from our village."

"Let's do it tomorrow. Today I have to go to the county town to order doors and windows, and I also have to go to the blacksmith shop to check on the progress of the pots." Wen Qingcheng counted on his fingers. Today's schedule was quite full.

"Let's go order doors and windows today. I have nothing to do this afternoon, so I can go with you."

Wen Qingcheng really wanted Ruan Sanlang to accompany her, but what Ruan Sanlang didn't know was that there was a "monitor" called Yinfu in the dark.

"No, in addition to doing these things, I also have to go out and expand the market, so I have to visit more clinics."

Now that the pharmacy is built and staff has been hired, they are just waiting for the big pot to be made before starting production. Now all she has to do is to get as much business as possible. At present, Lianjitang already has several regular customers who want donkey-hide gelatin, and the more orders like this, the better.

However, Wen Qingcheng had a good idea, but when she went to the county, the medical clinics were unwilling to sell it on her behalf, no matter how much commission they were offered. In fact, Wen Qingcheng could understand it. Not to mention that no one in the Great Qi Dynasty had ever made donkey-hide gelatin, Wen Qingcheng didn't know any of the other medical clinics, so naturally, they wouldn't trust a new product made by a newly opened pharmacy. What if the patient had problems after taking it?

Wen Qingcheng visited more than a dozen clinics in the county town in the afternoon, and only one stayed and asked to help sell the medicine. The doctor agreed to do so only after Wen Qingcheng gave him half a pound of donkey-hide gelatin for free. If the medicine could not be sold, Wen Qingcheng would have to take it back.

Just as Wen Qingcheng was walking dejectedly on the street leading her horse, she met a man dressed as a servant who came forward to stop her.

"You are Miss Wen, right?"

"It's me, who are you?" Wen Qingcheng looked at him for a long time and really didn't recognize him.

"Miss, you don't recognize me. My master would like to invite you to go upstairs for a chat." The red-clothed servant pointed to the restaurant behind him.

"What's your master's name?"

"This...girl, go up and see for yourself and you will know."

Wen Qingcheng was a little impatient. She was already in a bad mood, and this person was still hiding his true intentions. "Forget it." Wen Qingcheng walked around the ochre-clothed servant and was about to leave. Who knew who the person above was? What if he was a bad guy?

"Miss, are you going to sell donkey hide gelatin? My master wants to talk to you."

Wen Qingcheng stood on her feet. She really needed customers now. If she could really get an order, it would not hurt to take a risk. Besides, she had her own space and the weapons inside were readily available, so protecting herself would not be a problem.

Following the servant, they turned back and went upstairs to the restaurant. It was very quiet upstairs. Wen Qingcheng looked around and saw there was only one exit, which was the stairs.

They stopped in front of a room and the servant knocked on the door. There was a response from inside, and the servant opened the door and made a "please" gesture to Wen Qingcheng.

Wen Qingcheng walked in with doubts in her heart, and saw a man in an indigo brocade robe standing with his back to her. When he saw Wen Qingcheng coming in, he turned around with a smile. "Miss Wen is so brave to come to see me alone. I thought the servants couldn't invite you."

"Hmm? Mr. Qiu?" Wen Qingcheng was surprised, and then a hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes. She thought he was a client, but this person was Wen Yufeng's fiancé. What good could he do to her?

"Miss Wen has a good memory. It's me."

Mr. Qiu is very tall and has an outstanding appearance. Even people with face blindness can remember him. "What's the matter?" Wen Qingcheng asked coldly.

"Miss Wen, please sit down first."

Wen Qingcheng looked at him suspiciously and sat down. Mr. Qiu sat down opposite and poured a bowl of tea for Wen Qingcheng.

Wen Qingcheng repeatedly scraped off the foam with the tea lid and glanced at Mr. Qiu. Mr. Qiu had a pair of phoenix eyes and a friendly smile. He picked up the teacup and took a big sip. Wen Qingcheng felt relieved and took a sip as well.

"I wonder what Mr. Qiu wants to talk to me about?"

"You are Yufeng's sister, so you are also my aunt's sister. I just saw you go to the clinic from the window. Are you looking for someone to help you sell donkey-hide gelatin?"

"Master Qiu is really well-informed. What, does Master Qiu have any intentions?"

"I am very interested in you." Mr. Qiu looked at Wen Qingcheng with burning eyes.

Wen Qingcheng saw that he behaved and talked like a modest gentleman, but she still felt that he was not a good person. "What do you mean?"

"I am very interested in your product. It is not a problem to order a few dozen kilograms."

"Several dozen kilograms!" Wen Qingcheng's eyes suddenly lit up. But she was suspicious in her heart. He was Wen Yufeng's fiancé. In addition, Wen Qingcheng had gone to ask for money with Song Jiao. It was impossible for the people in the old house to say good things about her. He would buy her donkey-hide gelatin. There must be something more complicated.