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"This medicine..." Zhou Hean picked up the medicine bottle hesitantly.

Song Pan'er smiled mysteriously, "This medicine is good, and everyone who uses it will say it's good."

As for who used it, we can’t say.

Those who have used it can't speak, and those who can speak have not used it yet. His uncle is the first one.

Since his body was really healed after taking the pill, Zhou Hean still trusted Song Paner very much.

"Okay." He readily took out a 50-liang silver note.

Song Pan'er put away the banknotes and reminded him, "Take one pill at a time, once every five days, before going to bed. You will be cured in a month at most."

Zhou Hean put away the medicine bottle and nodded seriously.

Song Pan'er thought of the row of small pills on the supermarket shelf and wanted to mention it, but she felt that it was not a good business and it would damage her image as a miracle doctor, so she didn't say anything.

As long as the medicine works for Zhou Hean's uncle, people will naturally come to buy it.

When Zhou Hean left, Song Paner gave him a bottle of health pills as a gift.

This is the recipe for the elixir she got from the immortal cultivation plane. It is made with common medicinal materials from this plane and is very effective for insomnia, nightmares and loss of appetite.

There were only five pills in the bottle given to Zhou Hean, but she didn't believe that she couldn't make this a long-term business and establish her reputation as a miracle doctor.

Zhou Hean was sent out of the yard by Cui Yu with great satisfaction. Before leaving, he went to the grocery store and bought a lot of things he had never seen before.

As soon as he left, Song Pan'er went to Feng Nian'er's house.

Feng Nian'er no longer made clothes, but started looking at the prescription while waiting.

Song Pan'er went over and slapped the 50-liang silver note on the small table in front of her.

"Cousin, congratulations on making your first pot of gold."

Feng Nian'er looked down and said, "Oh my God! 50 taels?"

Song Pan'er squeezed into the armchair where she was sitting, took her arm, and leaned her head on her shoulder.

"You keep complaining about all the useless things you've learned. Isn't that useless?"

"You're looking for a mountain of gold!"

Feng Nian'er smiled and took Song Pan'er's hand and put the banknote in her hand.

"I give you this silver, but I don't want it."

Seeing that Song Pan'er wanted to speak, she explained seriously, "Listen to me."

"I eat your food and drink your drinks, and the medicine I prepare is also made from your herbs. Of course, I have to give you the money I earn."

"We are a family, and I have to contribute to this family."

"I have no shortage of money. My aunt gives me some pocket money."

Song Pan'er put the banknote away, took out a small silver ingot of five taels and put it back in her hand.

"Then I'll give you 10% of every sale from now on. You must keep this."

"Brothers still have to settle accounts!"

"The same goes for Mr. Song and Ms. Qian. When they start their own business in the future, they will also follow this calculation."

Hearing her say this, Feng Nian'er no longer refused and turned to talk about another matter.

"Pan'er, when are we going to visit the county town?"

Song Pan'er didn't care when, "It's all fine, it depends on your time."

Feng Nian'er thought about her schedule and said, "The day after tomorrow, call my aunt and uncle, and we'll go to the restaurant for dinner!"

Song Pan'er nodded. "Okay, I heard that fish in Jiangnan is well cooked. Let's go try it."

The two sisters chatted for a while before Cuiyu's voice rang out in the yard, "The master and his wife are back!"

Song Dahe and Qian Jinfeng took people to the dock to tidy up the shop, and they have been busy until now.

"It's finally done! I was so exhausted!" Song Dahe started yelling as soon as he came back.

Qian Jinfeng was also very tired. They had never done so much work when they were at Old Song's house.

The main reason was that at that time, the rich family would get the benefits if we did more work, but now we work for our own family, and the mentality is completely different.