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

"Mom, if you can't figure it out, forget about it. Let's not worry about what others do and just run our small business well. Third brother has already hired a glue maker for us. He used to work in a winery."

"For the step of boiling the glue, at least two people are needed, working in shifts." Ye Xiuying said.

"I know that, but the step of boiling glue is very critical, and we must find a reliable person." Wen Qingcheng planned to meet the person who applied for the job of boiling glue tomorrow, and urged Uncle Zhuo to collect a few donkey skins to do some work and complete Mo Jinghong's order as soon as possible.

The Wen family didn't provide meals for the renovation of the pharmacy in the backyard. When it was time for lunch, the workers cleaned up the site and went home. Wen Qingcheng looked around and was very satisfied. The project was progressing very quickly, with big changes every day. The people hired by Ruan Sanlang worked quickly and efficiently. There were only two days left to install the doors and windows, install the glue pot, and clean up the renovation waste.

Because everyone in the family had something to do, Wen Qingcheng simply fried two dishes and ate them quickly while it was still daylight.

It was getting dark. Zicheng and Ye Xiuying went to the study and studied by the light of an oil lamp. Ye Xiuying learned to do accounts and Zicheng did his homework. Xueer was put in the cradle and watched her mother and brother study. She was also very tactful and quiet, sitting in the cradle and playing with toys.

Wen Qingcheng returned to the room and began to plan tomorrow's schedule. First, she went to Wen Zhuo to urge the donkey skin matter, and also interviewed the rubber workers. Wen Qingcheng felt that working for Wangji was tiring, and starting her own business was even more tiring. Working for Wangji was physically tiring, while starting her own business was mentally exhausting. She lay down on the bed in a big letter shape, feeling the coolness of the bamboo mat, and she relaxed comfortably.

Just as she was about to close her eyes, she heard the window frame being hit by a stone. Wen Qingcheng immediately stood up, opened the window and looked out. The yard was empty.

She tied her belt, put on a thin white gauze nightgown, opened the small side door on the second floor, ran up the stairs, and came to the rooftop garden. The night breeze blew gently, and the hem of her skirt fluttered in the wind, like a blooming white camellia.

Wen Qingcheng looked around and knew that it must have been another prank by Yinfu. Just as she turned around to leave, she saw a few ripe pink peaches on the stone table in the roof garden, with a letter underneath.

Wen Qingcheng took a peach and unfolded the letter. It was a Q-version picture with a person with a pair of bat wings behind him, wearing a long robe and holding a folding fan in his hand. The word "Siwen" was written on the fan.

Wen Qingcheng burst out laughing. It seemed that Yinfu had heard everything she said on the way back this afternoon. Was he picking peaches now to apologize for his rudeness in the afternoon?

"Thank you, gentle Mr. Bat." Wen Qingcheng smiled and held Taozi in her arms.

Hidden in the dark, the Hidden Bat overlooked the entire roof garden. The flowers in the garden bloomed with brilliant colors under the moonlight. Wen Qingcheng stood there in a light white nightgown. The night breeze blew over her body, and the white skirt swayed lightly, outlining her beautiful curves. Her waterfall-like long hair hung down her back, fluttering in the wind. She was holding a few pink peaches in her arms and holding the "letter" he left in her hands. She was as beautiful as a painting.

When Hidden Bat saw Wen Qingcheng smile, the corners of his lips unconsciously rose as well, and he murmured, "Wen Qingcheng, I wish you a good dream."

Wen Qingcheng took the letter and peaches and turned back to the house. She didn't notice a dark shadow flashing in the woods outside the yard. She only heard the rustling sound of leaves in the wind...

Wen Qingcheng's family was very busy these past two days. Ye Xiuying was busy at home, while Wen Qingcheng went back and forth to the county town, bringing the workers at home to bring the big pot and doors and windows back home. The villagers watched as one vehicle after another was transported to the Wen family. Old Lady Feng, who was watching the excitement at the entrance of the village, couldn't help but exclaimed: "Look, such a big pot, what kind of business is the second Wen family going to do?"

Little Liu at the side said, "It's a pharmacy. It's the first pharmacy in our village."

Bai, who loved to partner with Xiao Liu, asked, "Last time you said that Madam Wen was making donkey glue?"

As soon as this was said, several women came over and asked curiously, "What is donkey glue?"

As the person who knows the information of Yueya Village, Xiao Liu said with some pride: "It's not donkey glue, it's called donkey glue. I heard that women will look better after eating it."

Seeing that everyone was listening attentively, Xiao Liu became more and more proud and continued, "I heard that the production process of donkey-hide gelatin is very complicated. At that time, I had a lot of trouble cleaning the donkey skin for Madam Wen. After blanching it in water, I scraped off all the small hairs."

Aunt Feng joked, "You worked so hard for her. If they don't hire any more workers, why don't you go?"

Mrs. Liu curled her lips and said, "I have to stay at home to take care of the children. I don't have time to go to work every day."

Xiao Liu had heard a long time ago that Wen Qingcheng had married two wives from the Ruan family, as well as Song Jiao. These were all people who were on good terms with Wen Qingcheng, and if there was money, Wen Qingcheng would definitely let them earn it first.

Li Hongxiu's mother-in-law, Old Lady Zhao, pretended to be unconscious and said, "Mrs. Wen's family is quite wealthy. Just now you saw the big pot on the carriage. It was made of brass, shining brightly. And the gate is really impressive."

Xiao Liu immediately added, "Don't forget that Wen Lao Er is now a scholar and a master. He must have a lot of money in the city. How can he not give their mother three cents? And I heard that Wen Qingcheng hired someone from another village who specializes in making glue, and he pays him three taels of silver a month."

Old Mrs. Zhao was a little shaken. She thought that Wen Yufeng had a financial backer and the business would last long, so she asked Zhao Yongli to apply for a job at Wen's house to help deliver goods. But who would have thought that he only delivered goods once and then went home to rest.

Now that Wen Qingcheng has decorated the backyard, brought in such a large brass pot, and recruited people, if I ask to go now, Wen Qingcheng may not be willing to accept me.

Old Lady Zhao was almost sick to her stomach. If she let Hongxiu go, she could earn 1 tael of silver a month, and she wouldn't have to go home to cook. And the glue-making job took a little longer, but not too long. If she let her son do it, it would be better than the few hundred wen he earned from delivering two or three trips a month at Boss Wen's place.

Wen Qingcheng was so busy at home that she finally installed all the doors and windows of the pharmacy in the backyard by dark. She also built the walls between the front and back yards, built a moon gate in the middle, and installed an iron fence door to connect the front and back yards.

A door was also opened in the east wall of the backyard. Workers could go through the east gate to work, thus preserving the privacy of the Wen family's private courtyard in the front yard.

Ye Xiuying had already found a famous "magician" in a nearby village to calculate the date, and decided that the auspicious time would be three days later. Wen Zhuo also bought some firecrackers when he went out to do business.

However, their production could not wait until three days later. Excluding the transportation time on the road to Kyoto, they had to start production as soon as possible.

That night, the Wen family's yard was brightly lit. The work was completed today. Several decoration workers and Ruan's sister-in-law helped with cleaning and the pots were also washed. They could start production tomorrow.

Wen Qingcheng asked Zicheng to call people one by one, and invited all the workers who were recruited from the village, including the decoration workers, to set up two tables in total. Wen Qingcheng was treating guests tonight, and the yard was very lively.

At this time, someone outside the courtyard gate called out, "Is Madam Wen home?"