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

Wen Qingcheng and Third Uncle looked at each other and were overjoyed. Reducing the fine from fifty taels to ten taels was a great honor for Third Uncle. Besides, Peng Biao was just an ordinary staff member and did not have such great power, so he could be exempted directly.

"Uncle Peng, you have helped us a lot. Thank you very much." Wen Qingcheng happily bowed to Peng Biao again.

"From now on, I know that Wen's Kee is yours. If there is anything to be inspected here, I will tell you in advance."

Wen Qingcheng thanked him again and again, and suddenly remembered, "Oh, Uncle Peng, when will our pharmacy be sent to inspect? We have several orders on hand, so we have to reopen quickly."

"You don't need to send anyone. You just pay the money and open the store directly."

Wen Qingcheng's mood brightened up immediately after coming out of the Fire Administration Department. Now that the fine had been paid, Wang Ji must have thought that Wen Ji was fined fifty taels, and felt relieved, so they would not bother Wen Qingcheng again.

Along the street, she bought some stewed food, barbecue, condiments, cakes and preserved fruits and loaded them into the car. When she arrived at her uncle's house, Wen Qingcheng directly carried the things to send him home.

The two of them pushed and shoved at the door for a long time. "Qingcheng, why are you giving me so many things? Take them back."

"Uncle San, I'm sorry to have wasted your whole morning. These are for the children to eat. You must accept them."

Third Uncle refused it firmly, and the two of them pushed and shoved each other, and somehow pushed Third Uncle out the door. After Wen Qingcheng handed the thing to him, she quickly closed the door.

"Qingcheng, open the door." Third uncle was banging on the door outside.

Wen Qingcheng then realized that she was at her uncle's house, why did she lock her uncle out? She opened the door again and put her hands behind her back.

"Okay, let's not give in. If the neighbors hear us, they'll think we're having a fight." Wen Qingcheng jumped out with a smile, got on the carriage and went home.

When she pushed the door open, she found that Wen Zhuo and his wife were in her house, talking with Ye Xiuying and the other two in the main room.

"You're back. How did things go?" Ye Xiuying asked hurriedly as she stood up.

"It's settled. With the help of my third uncle, we finally paid 10 taels of silver. We can open anytime." Wen Qingcheng sat down on the chair happily, picked up the teapot, poured a glass of water, and took a big gulp.

Wen Zhuo clapped his hands and said, "Great, Qingcheng, the pot of glue happened to be ready last night and is now at my house."

Song Jiao frowned and asked, "Qingcheng, I don't know if we did it wrong or what. I remember the order was correct. Why is the glue different from the one in Wenji after it was left overnight?"

"......Uh." Wen Qingcheng almost choked on her tea.

Song Jiao was still depressed. "When I was at Wen Ji, the glue would usually become a hard lump the next day. I just checked it again and it's still a little soft. It's not the hard lump you made. What should I do? Don't waste a good pot of glue."

Wen Qingcheng coughed lightly, "Normal, normal."

In fact, after the glue is boiled, it needs to be dried in the sun for two months before it turns into a dark brown color with a shiny surface and a hard and crisp texture.

But how could she explain to Song Jiao that every time she waited for them to get off work, she would put all the rubber blocks into the space. The space had four seasons, and each season lasted for a few days, so leaving them in the space for one night was equivalent to drying them outside for two months.

Song Jiao shook her head, "This is not normal."

Ye Xiuying thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because the weather is too hot. Maybe there's no ventilation."

Song Jiao shook her head, "That's not the reason."

Wen Qingcheng smiled and said, "Aunt, don't think too much. The method of boiling glue is correct. Different donkey skins have different solidification times. It is said that they should be dried for one or two months, and they should be turned over every few days. This is the most standard. When we increase production in the future, we must follow this standard. I used my unique secret method before, so it dried quickly."

"What secret method?" Song Jiao asked subconsciously. Wen Zhuo stopped her, "Why are you asking about this? Just do your job of picking and packing."

Song Jiao smiled embarrassedly. Wenji Ejiao is so effective, there must be a secret method. How can you just say such a thing casually?

Wen Zhuo quickly changed the subject, "Qingcheng, does this mean that Wen Ji can continue production today?"

"Yes, today I gave Uncle Peng 10 taels of silver and asked him to help with the arrangement. He went to inquire and found out that it was indeed Wang Ji who reported it. Fortunately, I have the relationship with Third Uncle, so the price was reduced from taels to taels. After paying the money, you can rest assured to continue production. Normally, they will not come to check. Uncle Peng said that if they come to check in the future, he knows where we are and will tell us in advance."

Ye Xiuying clasped her hands together and said, "That's great, thanks to your third uncle. Why don't you bring your third uncle over so that we can have lunch together?"

"I'll go call them again. After we finish our meal, move the things over, and I'll go notify Hongxiu and Sister-in-law Ruan."

Wen Zhuo continued what Wen Qingcheng said, "I'm going to town this afternoon, so I'll use the carriage and notify Luo Bin and Ma Ji on the way."

Wen Qingcheng nodded and looked at Ye Xiuying again. "Mom, do you have any firecrackers at home? I want to set off some firecrackers tomorrow. First, it is to get rid of bad luck and celebrate; second, it is to tell the village that our Wen Ji is open for business as usual."

That day, the people from the Fire Administration came with great fanfare, and later Wen Ji closed its doors. Mrs. Ruan and her family did not come out to work, and the villagers must have thought that Wen Ji was going to close down.

"Yes, your uncle bought several skewers when we opened."

After calling the uncle, the family had lunch and started to move. They brought all the donkey-hide gelatin from the uncle's house and put it on the shelf of Wenji to dry.

Wen Zhuo went to town in the afternoon, while Wen Qingcheng went to Ruan's and Hongxiu's homes to call for help. Everyone was so happy to hear that they could start work so soon. That afternoon, all the materials and tools in hand were moved back to Wen's. In fact, there was no delay.

After finishing the work, Wen Qingcheng went from the backyard through the moon gate to the front yard. She was just about to let the dog run around and exercise. Xiao Hei was in his prime, and if he was always tied up, he would gnaw on the cage and show signs of destroying the house. When no one was around, Wen Qingcheng would still close the door and let him go, letting him run around and burn off his energy.

Just as he was about to close the door, he heard the sound of horse hooves outside, and saw a minor official in black clothes stopped at the gate of Wen Qingcheng's house.

"Is this Wen Qingcheng's home?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Wen Qingcheng was a little surprised.

"I am from the Qihuang Patriarch Association, and I have news to bring to Wen Qingcheng."