The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Inside the tavern, everyone was temporarily cleaning up the debris in the backyard and carrying it out directly through the back door. The renovation of the front hall had not yet begun, and Song Jinsheng and Xu Qingye were arranging the tables and chairs in the front hall.

Suddenly catching a glimpse of the scholar outside's naive look, Song Jinsheng couldn't help but smile.

"My Tang'er is quite likable." He turned to look at Xu Qingye, who still looked calm, "Don't you have any ideas?"

Xu Qingye said nothing and looked at him in confusion.

Seeing this, Song Jinsheng frowned and said, "Tang'er is your soon-to-be wife. Other men are so attentive to her, and you're not nervous at all? Xu Qingye, do you look down on our Tang'er?"

Xu Qingye suddenly remembered that Song Yuntang asked him yesterday whether he was nervous about the upcoming wedding date.

He was wondering why there was a look of loss in her eyes after she asked him that question. So, was she actually testing his attitude at that time?

Having never been with a woman before, his reaction was indeed a bit slow in this regard.

Thinking of this, he handed the thing in his hand to Song Jinsheng.

"I'll go help Tang'er."

Looking at the thing in his hand, Song Jinsheng was almost laughing out of anger.

"Well, now I have to do all the work. I'm really shooting myself in the foot."

Song Yuntang was receiving the second customer. Just as he collected the money, he saw a hand reaching out from the side, holding a cup of sour plum soup and handing it to the scholar.

"Here's your sour plum soup. Take care."

The scholar wanted to say a few words to Song Yuntang, but after being interrupted by Xu Qingye, he felt embarrassed to stay any longer and left with the sour plum soup.

Song Yuntang looked at the man beside him.

"Aren't you helping your second brother in the house?"

"His business is almost done." Xu Qingye collected the third customer's money, picked up a bamboo cup, filled it with sour plum soup and handed it to him. "It won't be too late to help him after you finish selling your sour plum soup."

Song Yuntang smiled and said nothing more.

After all, there are only two buckets of sour plum soup, which can only hold fifty cups at most.

There are many people in the morning, so it won’t take long for the food to sell out.

If we can't sell it all, there won't be much left. I'll just share it with everyone when the time comes. Today was originally just to test the waters.

Next, one of them collected the money while the other was responsible for filling the sour plum soup. They cooperated quite well.

With Xu Qingye joining, many women flocked to the stall, and soon the sour plum soup was gone.

"Sir, is the girl next to you your sister? She's so pretty." A woman who was buying sour plum soup asked with a smile.

Xu Qingye answered seriously, "She's not my sister, she's my fiancée."

"Oh, the young master actually has a fiancée." The woman glanced in Song Yuntang's direction again, and quickly changed her attitude, "She's just so-so in appearance."

Xu Qingye looked at Song Yuntang, pursed his lips and said, "Everyone has their own preferences. I think she is very good like this."

Seeing this, the woman took the sour plum soup, glanced at Song Yuntang, and left.

Song Yuntang smiled and watched the woman's receding back.

"I'm afraid she won't come in the future."

Xu Qingye shook his head calmly. "If the food is delicious, she'll come again. But if her real intention isn't for the sour plum soup, then what's the harm in not coming in the future?"

Song Yuntang nodded, "That makes sense."

The sour plum soup was sold out in a short while.

The two men packed up the table and moved to the backyard, then helped out in the tavern for a while and then went home with the bucket of sour plum soup.

After dinner, Song Yuntang sat at the table counting money.

"I made two hundred and thirty-five coins this morning. It seems pretty good to get this much profit from testing the waters."

Xu Qingye continued to make lanterns on the side.

"We can prepare more tomorrow."

"That's for sure. Tomorrow is the moonlit night. After we clear the clutter in the backyard of the tavern, we should be able to use the stove tomorrow. If we don't have enough sour plum soup, we can make it right there. It saves the trouble of carrying it back and forth. The mountain spring water heats up quickly, though. I'm afraid we'll have to use mules to carry it back and forth several times." Song Yuntang looked at him. "How many of these lanterns have you made?"

Xu Qingye glanced at the place where the lanterns were placed. "There should be about forty or fifty of them."

"Is that enough?" Song Yuntang asked.

Xu Qingye said as he worked on his work, "After finishing the remaining ones, we should be able to make about 70. It will be great if we can sell them all."

Just then, there was a knock on the gate.

"Miss Song, there's an order from the county."

Song Yuntang quickly stood up and opened the door. "Which shop is this order from?"

Mu Dong looked excited.

"The orders from the grocery store and Furongju were delivered to us by Furongju. The grocery store ordered 200 cans of shampoo, and Furongju ordered 500 cans, for a total of 700 cans." Mu Dong said as he handed the silver to Song Yuntang. "Both stores paid in full this time. Here are 21 taels of silver. Miss Song, please count them."

Song Yuntang had a smile on his face. It seemed that the two shops had tasted the sweetness.

Now only her long black hair is left.

I don’t know what’s going on with Wan Qingsi.

But after thinking about it, their selling price is high to begin with, and they ordered a quantity of 1,000 cans last time, so it might take some time to sell them all.

"Do the people from Furongju have anything else to say?"

Mu Dong said, "They said that if nothing unexpected happens, they will place orders with us twice a month, 500 cans each time. The grocery store didn't tell Furongju to bring any information, but I guess if there's a need, they should place the order with Furongju and ask about it during the next delivery."

Song Yuntang nodded, "I understand. When the shampoo on the farm is ready, I'll have to trouble you and my second brother to go to the county town."

By then, we should be able to go there by our own mule cart, which would save us the expense of hiring a horse carriage.

Come to think of it, this mule was quite worth buying.

……

In the evening, Song Yuntang went to the tavern. In addition to checking the progress of the renovations, he also informed Song Jinsheng of the order from the county and asked him to keep a close eye on the people on the farm.

The tiles on the roof of the tavern have been taken off and stacked in the backyard, and the beams have also been removed. Starting tomorrow, we can build the stairs and add another floor.

Song Jinsheng said that at that time, he might transfer a few more people from the village.

After hearing this, Song Yuntang hurriedly said, "Second brother, I'm afraid we'll have to leave a few people at the farm. We have an order from the county for 700 cans of shampoo."

Song Jinsheng was stunned.

"Why at this critical moment?"

The repair of the tavern cannot be delayed. Fourteen taels of silver for half a year is equivalent to more than two taels a month, which means more than seventy cents a day.

Plus the cost of selling and repairing the shop.

If you calculate it carefully, it is not a small amount.

Unfortunately, the orders from the county town cannot be delayed either.