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

Liaowu paused in eating.

Seeing that Xu Qingye was only eating noodles and not fried chicken, he swallowed the food in his mouth with a smile, "You kid, you are still as unwilling to suffer a loss as always."

Xu Qingye looked at him.

"Didn't Master Liao Wu say that monks should pay attention to cause and effect? ​​Since you're running a business, you must pay money after eating."

"Okay, I'll pay for your meal." Liao Wu said, turning his head to look at Song Yuntang who was eating noodles at the next table, "Miss, bring me two more pots of aged wine, and I'll pay for them together."

Song Yuntang originally wanted to say that the fried chicken and noodles were a treat for him and were free.

But when she thought about the cause and effect that Xu Qingye had just mentioned, and combined it with what Master Liaowu said when they first met, she, a person who traveled through time from the modern era, became inexplicably superstitious.

He put down his chopsticks and went to the wine cellar in the backyard to get some wine.

The price of crispy chicken is 45 cents, a bowl of bone soup noodles is 6 cents, and two pots of wine are 60 cents in total, which adds up to 111 cents.

The price of aged wine is slightly higher, 30 wen for a small pot. If it is ordinary wine, you can buy a pot for 15 wen. If you bring your own wine pot, it will be even cheaper, only 12 wen.

After Master Liao Wu had eaten and drunk his fill, he paid the bill and left.

Before leaving, he turned back and said to Xu Qingye, "Donor Xu, your calamity is over. Take good care of your fortune. If my words come true in the future, you must treat me to a good meal and a drink."

Xu Qingye looked at him and nodded lightly.

"it is good."

"Hahahaha, wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart." He left after leaving a word and left without looking back.

……

After dinner, Tao and Chen cleaned up the tables, chairs, dishes and kitchen, and continued to prepare ingredients for tomorrow. Song Yuntang had been busy all morning and felt sleepy just after dinner, so he sat down opposite Xu Qingye.

She rested her chin on her hands and looked at him curiously.

"What did Master Liaowu say to you before?"

Xu Qingye just looked at her and said, "Don't trust everything a monk says."

Song Yuntang didn't ask any more questions. "I never believed these things before, and now I don't know whether I should believe them or not."

"It's partially credible, but you have to judge for yourself." Xu Qingye said, picking up the book on the table and starting to read again.

Seeing this, Song Yuntang stopped disturbing him and lay on the table, watching the three figures busy in the kitchen. Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already past noon.

She rubbed her eyes and looked at the sky outside.

"When is it?"

Xu Qingye glanced in her direction and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"The beginning of the afternoon."

"I slept for a whole hour!" She looked at the calm man in front of her, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Xu Qingye put down the book in his hand.

"Seeing you were sleeping soundly, I didn't have the heart to ask them to wake you." He looked through the window towards the kitchen. "Look, they're getting more and more skilled at their work."

Song Yuntang followed his gaze.

Sure enough, the three of them were moving in and out of the kitchen and yard in perfect harmony.

Tao Xia, who was frying noodles, felt her neck a little sore, so she raised her head and twisted it. When she saw the man and woman looking towards the kitchen from the front hall window, she smiled knowingly and whispered to Chen, who was standing beside her, "Sister, look at the young lady and her husband. They are a perfect match, talented and beautiful."

Chen also glanced over here and smiled, "This is called a husband and wife look, that's why they can become husband and wife."

……

After finishing the business in the tavern, Song Yuntang went to the shop on Heyang Street.

"Miss Song is here."

Mu Dong had sharp eyes and recognized Song Yuntang sitting in front of the mule cart from a distance.

She jumped off the mule cart and went into the shop.

"How's business in the shop these days?"

"Most of them are old customers. It's still a little worse than before," said Mu Dong.

Song Yuntang nodded. "The harvest in the fields was poor this year, and the people in town will be affected to some extent. It's normal that business is a little worse than before. We have to maintain our old customers, and in the end, we will just make a few taels less each month."

Then he said, "There is a batch of goods to be delivered to the county town the day after tomorrow. You and my second brother will go then."

Mu Dong nodded quickly, "Is Jinsheng's injury healed?"

There was no shortage of shampooing water in the shop these two days, so he didn't go to the farm and didn't know that Song Jinsheng had already arrived there.

Song Yuntang glanced at Mu Qiu who was concentrating on listening to their conversation.

"I can't say he's fully recovered, but he's fine as long as he doesn't have to do heavy work, so you'll have to help me keep an eye on him. As for the lifting work, I'll let the servant Wan Qingsi do it himself."

Mu Dong looked solemn.

"Okay, I'll remember it."

Mu Qiu behind the counter heard this and looked at Song Yuntang curiously.

"Sister Song, are you short of help? Why did you ask Brother Jinsheng to deliver the goods when his injuries haven't fully healed yet?"

Song Yuntang sighed and said nonchalantly, "Originally, he was recuperating at home. My mother was anxious to find him a marriage, but he wasn't happy about it, so he came to hide at my farm. You know my second brother, he can't sit still. He thought that if his injuries stopped hurting, they would heal. I figured that delivering goods wouldn't require much effort, so I thought he wouldn't have to work recklessly at the farm and aggravate his injuries."

Mu Qiu tugged at his sleeves with a heavy heart.

"Sister Song is considering this."

Brother Jinsheng actually started talking about marriage?

On second thought, he is already eighteen years old, isn't he at the right age to get married?

Thinking of this, she felt a little flustered. Even if Brother Jinsheng disagreed, marriage has always been decided by parents and matchmakers. If Aunt Song really liked a girl and decided on the marriage directly, he would have no choice but to listen to his parents and marry that girl.

When she thought of this, she felt very uncomfortable.

If only she were a year older.

Before, their mother raised them all by herself, and they could not even get enough to eat. In recent years, the eldest brother has grown up and has been relying on running errands and doing odd jobs to earn some money to supplement the family income, and he has suffered a lot.

Only recently, after following Song Yuntang, their family's life has become a little better, at least they don't have to go hungry anymore.

Our family is poor, and my eldest brother is still unmarried at the age of 20. People in the town all look at the conditions, and with our family's conditions, no girl is interested in him.

My mother had said before that she would arrange a marriage for her after she turned 15. When she got the betrothal gift, she could also arrange a marriage for my eldest brother.

She didn't think it was a bad thing for her elder brother to marry her elder sister-in-law.

But there are some things that she, as a girl, always finds it difficult to say out loud.

Looking at her reaction, Song Yuntang curled his lips.

In fact, what I said just now was just one reason. Another reason was that only by letting Song Jinsheng and Mu Dong work together could he have more contact with Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu is a simple girl with positive values. After staying in Yujun Pavilion for a while, she is no longer as weak and easy to manipulate as before. She should be able to live a good life.

Anyway, the opportunity is provided to them.

Now I have feelings for you, but you don’t even know it.

Whether it can succeed or not depends on God’s will.

……