Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Seeing that their conversation was getting more and more irrelevant, the manager of the soap workshop, Village Chief Liu, spoke up, "Okay, let's get down to business."

"A bottle there costs 8000 taels, and a bar of our soap costs taels. How many bars of soap do I have to sell to catch up with the price of a bottle?"

"We can't lose to that side!"

Everyone hurried to speed up, their hands were so fast that you could almost see afterimages.

Just when everyone was busy in Wubao, at the Yang family mansion in Yong'an County.

After Song Pan'er took Yang Ze's pulse, she said to the tense Yang Mingyuan, "Young Master Yang is out of danger. Just continue to take care of him."

Yang Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed solemnly to Song Pan'er.

Song Pan'er stood up and said, "Then, we are ready to set off."

Yang Mingyuan nodded, "I will never forget the great kindness of the little genius doctor. If you need me in the future, please let me know."

Yang Ze, with a flushed face, mustered up the courage for the first time and took the initiative to talk to the little sister who had pulled him back from the brink of death, "Little, little miracle doctor... thank you..."

Song Pan'er raised an eyebrow, "Master Yang, you don't have to thank me. Your father paid me to rescue him, so we've settled the bill. The person you should thank is your father."

Over the past few days, she noticed that the atmosphere between the father and son was weird, so she said something to help. After all, this was a super VIP relationship!

The father and son looked at each other and turned away at the same time.

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The return journey will still be by water.

Before boarding the boat, Qian Jinfeng and Mrs. Yang held each other's hands tightly.

Mrs. Yang: "Sister Qian, then we have a deal. I'll be waiting for your good news!"

Qian Jinfeng: "Don't worry, sister. I, Qian Jinfeng, will make it happen as soon as I get home!"

Song Dahe was standing beside him, holding his hands and looking unhappy.

Song Pan'er was puzzled. She went over and pulled him aside. "What's wrong, Old Song? Who offended you?"

Song Dahe turned his head away and didn't want to talk.

Hehe suddenly flew up from Song Pan'er's head and landed on top of him, then he opened his mouth and started to say "What's wrong, Old Song? What's wrong, Old Song?"

Song Dahe: ...

Song Paner: ...

She quickly waved to Hehe, "Come down quickly! You stinky little bird! What the hell are you learning?"

Hehei made two strange "ga ga" sounds, flew up and landed on Haha's back. Haha turned around and ran towards the boat.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Song Pan'er had to pester Song Dahe to continue asking questions, only to find out that Qian Jinfeng did not go back to her room to sleep last night, but spent the whole night drinking with Mrs. Yang.

Boss Song Dahe was unhappy. This was the first time that his daughter Jinfeng took the initiative not to sleep with him.

Song Paner: ...

Okay, mom and dad are true love, and this little girl is just an accident.

The merchant ship slowly began to move. Song Pan'er took advantage of the fact that no one was around and went to the warehouse where the gifts were kept to put all the things into the supermarket. After thinking it over again and again, she decided to put the food and supplies that Song Dahe and others had bought before into the town.

The price of grain in Jiangnan is normal, with a pound of corn costing only 13 wen.

Song Dahe, who came from a barren land like Yongzhou where not much grain was produced, felt like he didn't need money. He had never seen such low grain prices.

The cheapest price of grain in Yongzhou was 200 Wen!

So he didn't buy much other supplies and only bought food.

Song Dahe was happy, and the shop owners of all the rice shops were happy too. They sold old rice at the price of new rice, which was enough for them to brag about for the rest of their lives!

But what they didn't expect was that in the near future, this batch of old rice would return to them at three times the price.

But this is all for later.