Before long, people began to arrive one after another, bringing bowls, chopsticks, and a boiler.

The little shop was quickly set up.

Yin Qingyou looked around and realized that all that was missing was a plaque. He would write one himself later and have the carpenter Li make it.

It seems that the shop will be able to open in the next couple of days.

Yin Qingyou closed the door again and went to fetch the doctor.

When they returned to the street lined with funeral clothes, Fang Ruofei had already fainted from the fever.

The doctor quickly prescribed fever-reducing medicine and instructed Qingyou to use a damp cloth to lower her temperature.

After seeing the doctor off, Yin Qingyou started preparing the Chinese medicine.

She already disliked Fang Ruofei, so she didn't bother to put her in a position to burn to death. Therefore, Yin Qingyou didn't bother to put any handkerchiefs on her to cool her down.

Once the medicine was ready, she took it to Fang Ruofei's room, called to Fang Ruofei, and told her to get up and drink the medicine.

Fang Ruofei felt dizzy and thought she was going to die.

He had originally intended to feign illness for longer, but upon smelling the medicine, he no longer found it bitter. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he grabbed Yin Qingyou's hand and drank it down.

Yin Qingyou saw that she drank the still slightly hot medicine in one gulp.

She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, and then she saw that she had squeezed her own hand so hard that it was bruised.

Suddenly, I realized that Fang Ruofei was really afraid of dying.

However, whether she lives or dies is of little concern to her.

She deserved to die; evil has its retribution. If she doesn't die... she'll just be surviving... and later, I'll send her to her death in an even more ecstatic way.

Fang Ruofei drank the medicine, then lay there in a daze and fell asleep again.

Yin Qingyou put the bowl on the table and then went out again.

They went back into the shop and took care of everything.

We bought all the necessary items.

I specially bought duck carcasses and put them in a big pot to make soup. Because of the special seasonings, the soup was especially fragrant and rich.

I let the dough rise and then set it aside.

He then set the purchased vermicelli aside.

Everything here, including the duck blood, is ready, and the duck gizzards and other ingredients are also braised.

Yin Qingyou already had many recipes from the Yin family in her mind. In addition, she also knew some modern things. Now that she had integrated them, she felt that she could achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Yin Qingyou felt that if her business took off, it would definitely be good.

The duck soup is now ready, piping hot, and contains some tofu puffs and vegetables.

Yin Qingyou then made a bowl of noodles and sat down to eat it.

The soup was rich and flavorful, and the noodles were chewy and delicious. Yin Qingyou nodded as she ate, never expecting to have such a benefit one day.

Do they sell food here?

Yin Qingyou was eating noodles when someone poked their head in and asked.

"We're not open today, we'll open tomorrow!"

Yin Qingyou put down her chopsticks and said with a smile.

"It smells really good here, give me a bowl just like this!"

The big man walked in, found a table, and sat down.

"..."

Yin Qingyou was dumbfounded; she hadn't explained herself clearly!

"Girl! Since we've already started cooking, one more bowl of noodles won't make a difference!"

The burly man swallowed hard, threw the dry steamed bun in his hand onto the table, and stopped eating.

"All right!"

Helpless, Yin Qingyou had no choice but to make another bowl of noodles and bring it to the big man.

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