The space boss's daily life of raising cubs, loving husbands and farming

Shang Wan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Ten taels of silver for a box, buy it if you want."

She had originally planned to set the price at one hundred taels, but she felt that there wouldn't be so many suckers in the county.

Ten taels is good, comparable to the mid-to-high-end medicines sold in pharmacies, and many people can afford it. As long as the medicine works well and becomes famous, there will be no worries about sales.

"Buy." Qiao Yu'an said generously, "Give me three boxes."

Good medicine must be stocked up!

Although Shang Wan had never done serious business, he knew that scarcity makes things valuable.

"Do you think the secret recipe passed down from generation to generation is cabbage? Do you know how many precious and hard-to-find medicinal herbs are added to it? Do you know how difficult it is to make?"

Qiao Yu'an thought about it and realized that this made sense. It could even cure Lu Chengjing's injury, which showed how precious this medicine was.

He reduced the quantity, "What about the two boxes?"

"One box." Shang Wan gave the smallest amount, "It was originally prepared for my husband. It just so happens that I have gathered all the herbs, so I can make a few boxes. Otherwise, I won't have any."

Qiao Yu'an immediately called A Le to pay the money, for fear that Shang Wan would go back on his word and not sell him even one box.

Shang Wan took the silver and said to the two of them, "Wait."

Turning around and walking into the wooden shed, Shang Wan opened the wooden box in the corner and took out the ordinary ointment he bought from Yuan Musheng. He opened the box, poured spiritual spring water into it, stirred it, and then smoothed the surface. The spiritual medicine was ready.

A box of medicine that was less than the size of a palm actually cost ten taels of silver. Ah Le felt the pain in his heart.

Qiao Yu'an frowned, "How many times can I apply this box of medicine?"

I feel like one box is not enough.

"I'm not asking you to smear the wall." Shang Wan said, "Apply it to the broken bones, a thin layer will be enough, once in the morning and once in the evening."

She handed Qiao Yu'an a small porcelain bottle that was only the length of a thumb. "Take it with the medicine. Drink two drops a day. Don't use more than that. The effect will be doubled."

Is it so magical?

Qiao Yu'an took it, uncorked it, sniffed it, and asked in confusion, "Why is there no smell?"

Shouldn't medicine smell like medicine?

Shang Wan said without blinking, "I told you it's a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors, so it's naturally different from ordinary potions."

Qiao Yu'an accepted this explanation and asked A Le to put the ointment and the small porcelain bottle together to prevent them from being lost.

Ah Le would do it without his instructions.

Soon, the smell of food wafted from the stove. Shang Wan asked He Sizhi and his apprentice to take a break and continue working after dinner.

He Sizhi was worried about his son, so he sat for only a short while before getting up to look for his son.

Gao Yan and Ma Jieyong had nothing to do, and when they heard that many families in the village wanted to build houses, they thought they might be able to get some work, so they followed them.

Yuanyuan woke up from a good sleep, and Qiao Yu'an went to tease her, but the little girl peed on him, and his face immediately turned green.

"Su!" Yuanyuan blinked her big eyes at him, with her two little hands clasped together, looking very well-behaved.

Qiao Yu'an's anger subsided, and she rubbed her head helplessly, "Yuanyuan, how many times have you said this? Can't you tell your uncle first?"

"How fat?"

Yuanyuan lowered her head and counted seriously on her fingers, "One, four, ba..."

I counted it three times in total, and each time was different.

The little guy blinked his eyes, then simply spread out his five fingers and held the two little fat flowers in front of Qiao Yu'an.

It means there are two hands, so many times.

Qiao Yu’an: “…”

Why would he expect a baby who was just over a year old to be able to count?

Shang Wan picked up a set of clothes that Lu Chengjing rarely wore and gave them to Qiao Yu'an, and asked him to go to the shed to change by himself.

Qiao Yu'an and Lu Chengjing are about the same height, but Lu Chengjing is thinner.

Qiao Yu'an changed his clothes and came out, looking down at his waistline, which was just right for him. He thought to himself that it was a good thing that he had lost all the weight he had gained over the years, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to wear it.

"Su!" Yuanyuan rode Xiaohui over and handed him the little turtle on its head.

Qiao Yu was happy, "You want to give the turtle to me?"

"No!" Yuanyuan was so scared that she immediately hugged the little turtle in her arms, her big eyes wide open, and commanded Xiaohui to step back.

"Hey, don't run. Uncle is just teasing you. I won't snatch the turtle from you." Qiao Yu'an pointed at Xiao Hui and said, "How about giving it to me?"

Yuanyuan:! ! !

Turtle can’t do that, and neither can Little Gray!

The little guy kept shaking his head until he felt dizzy and all he could see were circles.

Qiao Yu'an laughed so hard that she fell backwards. She wondered why she had never thought that teasing children was so interesting before.

"Yuanyuan, give me this wolf, and then ask your mother to go to the mountain to catch another one. As long as you agree, I will treat you to goat milk. How about that?"

Yuanyuan refused with a stern face, "Cloth!"

"Let's discuss it further." Qiao Yu'an acted like a big bad wolf trying to coax a little white rabbit. "In addition to goat milk, how about I treat you to your favorite candy?"

Little Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then stretched out a fat little finger and said, "One fat finger!"

You can let Xiao Hui play with uncle for a while.

Qiao Yu'an actually understood and shook his head, "No, I will suffer if I only play for a while."

Yuanyuan frowned, thought for a moment with a serious face, and then carefully added a finger.

Only two for a while, no more!

While the uncle and nephew were bargaining over the amount of time Xiao Hui would spend playing with him, Lu Chengjing finished counting the bills, closed his eyes to rest, and turned his slightly sore wrist.

After tidying up the things on the small table, he turned his wheelchair towards Shang Wan.

Shang Wan was building a long table for eating later. There were not enough small tables at home, so he had to put one together using wooden boards and use bricks to support the base.

Lu Chengjing watched quietly from the side, his eyes following Shang Wan's movements. After a while, Shang Wan didn't respond to him, so he took the initiative to call out, "My wife."

"Is there something?" Shang Wan looked back at him and turned back, putting his hands on the table to see if it was stable.

Lu Chengjing said slowly: "I promised to do the accounting for Yu'an, and I will pay you four taels of silver every month."

Shang Wan: “Oh.”

Lu Chengjing: "After drying these herbs for another two days, we can sell them at the medicine shop."

Shang Wan: "Well, I'll take it to the medicine shop when I go to the brick kiln to get bricks in two days."

Lu Chengjing: "Today's medicine is gone. I'll go to Yuan's house to get the medicine after dinner."

Shang Wan: “Okay.”

Lu Chengjing: “…”

Even if he was slow, he would have noticed that something was wrong with Shang Wan, not to mention that he was not slow.

He pursed his lips and asked softly, "Do you have anything to ask me?"

"No." Shang Wan threw the rag used to wipe the table back into the small wooden barrel and took it to the well to change the water.

"Did you have a fight?" Qiao Yu'an came over curiously, holding Yuanyuan and putting the little one on Lu Chengjing's lap.

Yuanyuan tilted her little head up to look at her father.

Lu Chengjing raised his hand and pinched his daughter's cheek, lowered his eyes to hide the dark color in his eyes, and said in a light voice: "No."

Qiao Yu'an didn't believe it, but he understood his friend's character and knew that he wouldn't get anything out of him even if he kept asking.

He decided to observe for himself.

It's a pity that I kept observing until I left but didn't find out any useful gossip, which made me feel quite regretful.

At night, the moon was dim and the stars were sparse, and a few insects chirped in the grass.

In the compartment of the wooden shed, Shang Wan blew out the oil lamp, and the compartment suddenly fell into darkness, with only the shallow breathing sounds of the two people being heard.