The whole village is suffering from tuberculosis, but I have 10,000 acres of top-quality medicinal f

Zhao Yan didn't say anything, but she turned around and walked over following the sound.

"I've seen Miss."

The workers in the yard were kneeling on the ground. Among them was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Her eyes were open and she was not timid at all, and she looked up from time to time to peek.

Her appearance is quite delicate, completely different from the maids around her, but very similar to the boss of Duan's Medicinal Food.

There is a different kind of water spirit.

Like a newborn calf, it is not afraid of anything.

However, there was a bit of flattering desire in the girl's eyes.

Zhao Yan smiled vaguely, leaned down and raised the other person's chin: "What's your name?"

"My name is Duan Yuyu!"

Tsk, my surname is also Duan, what a coincidence.

She pretended that she didn't mind the other person's rude reply at all, and said kindly: "What a clever girl, there is a lack of someone like you around me. Are you willing to follow me?"

Duan Yuyu's eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to agree, but was held back by her father.

"To answer my question, young lady, my little girl is still young...and extremely naughty. I'm afraid..."

This was not the first time that Duan Jingmin worked in a wealthy family, but he usually couldn't see the owner's house. He was trembling with fear at this moment, but for the sake of his daughter, he had to bravely stand up.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about!" Duan Yuyu waved her hand unhappily, and then said excitedly, "I do!"

A trace of contempt and disgust flashed through Zhao Yan's eyes, but she still had a smile on her face: "Don't worry, I won't sign a contract of sale, I'm just going to accompany this lady to relieve her boredom and have fun for a few days."

When Duan Jingmin heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Miss, for the compliment."

By the time Mrs. Qin found out about this, Duan Yuyu had already gone to the front.

He left in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to pack his personal clothes.

Unlike her uneasy husband, she thought this was great news.

"Being able to follow the eldest daughter of the Zhao family is something that no one else would dare to think about in their lifetime. Oh, it seems I was right before. Our Yuyu family is very lucky!"

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"Hiss...it's really cold today."

"Hey, what time is it? The Chinese New Year will be here in more than a month. Isn't it cold? Fortunately, I have this roasted pear soup to drink this year. Otherwise, according to previous years, I should have coughed and my throat hurt."

"It's true. A relative from Nancheng came over to play two days ago and brought a few kilograms of pears to the children. My wife learned how to bake a few cans. For some reason, she couldn't make it taste like this. The child said Diao refused to eat it, so I had no choice but to buy it again."

"Hahaha... don't bother, it's only about twenty cents. This money should be earned by Boss Duan!"

Duan Qingqiu smiled and presented bamboo tubes to several regular customers, and sweetly said to pay attention to safety on the road.

After the people left, he rolled up his sleeves, curled up his neck, and got into the oilcloth hut.

It was quite warm inside the house, and the door curtain was only raised a little, leaving a wide gap for observing the situation outside.

"Miss, take a sip of soup first to warm yourself up."

She took the bowl from Yuqin and was too lazy to correct the other person's title.

It was fine before, but lately, she has been called "Miss and Master" every time, saying that she is willing to do so. If she refuses, she will show a wronged and pitiful expression, which makes her dumbfounded and helpless.

Today's soup is bone and corn soup. The corn was given by an aunt in the village. It is very sweet. The bones are made from big stick bones. There is a lot of meat on the surface. When broken, the bone marrow can flow out. Although the meat is not as tender as the short ribs, But making soup is the most suitable.

When you stay outside for a long time, you can't eat steamed buns or buy outside food every day. Now that there is a fixed stall, Yuqin takes the initiative to afford the lunch meal.

Naturally, you don’t have time to cook when you’re busy. If you still have some free time, you can use your own small stove to make soup or noodles, which is both convenient and comfortable.

Yuqin's craftsmanship is very good. One pot of soup is milky white, rich in aroma, not greasy or greasy.

After drinking a whole bowl, Duan Qingqiu felt that his frozen blood began to flow again.

At this time, Xiaodong also came in despite the cold wind. He stamped his feet and patted the frost on his shoulders.

Yuqin immediately scooped up another large bowl of soup, and said with some distress: "Didn't we recruit a lot of people? Why do we have to go and deliver it in person?"

"There are a lot of orders today, and everyone doesn't want to come out. Ah Hai and the others are too busy, so they just take the opportunity to make more money." The young boy didn't complain at all, blowing on the oil flowers and sipping in big sips, and finally Wiping his mouth, he said cheerfully, "Comfortable! The soup cooked by Sister Qin is delicious!"

Yuqin smiled: "There is a lot in the pot, how about I fry the vegetables and let's eat earlier?"

"Okay, okay, to be honest, my stomach started growling halfway through!"

"Okay." Duan Qingqiu nodded.

It was cold and she would consume more food outside. In fact, she was also a little hungry.

Since he planned to cook, Duan Qingqiu asked Ah Zhi to make a pipe similar to a chimney, and then opened a hole above the hut.

Although it is simple, in this way, most of the oil fumes will go out along the pipe, and the inside will not be stuffy.

At the same time, people on this street basically know exactly what they eat every day.

"Does it smell like meat again?"

"Tsk, her family eats really well!"

"Hey, I just had breakfast, why are I hungry again..."

Everyone's business was deserted and they had nothing to do anyway, so they all started preparing lunch. After a while, the whole street was filled with aroma.

The cold weather seemed to have become warmer.

A large soup bowl, a plate of fried mushrooms, and pancakes were brought over in the morning. They were placed on the lid of the pot for a while before being rolled up and eaten softly.

Even Xiao Nier ate half of the pancake and drank half of the bowl of soup.

Having a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and having hot food to eat, several people felt very satisfied.

"Brother Azhi, won't you come back for lunch?"

"Well, there was ice at the pier today, and he went to help find a solution. Don't worry, the stewards there don't dare to starve him."

Having said that, Duan Qingqiu still looked at the remaining soup in the pot and considered whether to send some over later, but he couldn't help but feel funny at his own thoughts.

On a day like this, if you go out and walk two streets, no matter how hot the soup is, it will turn into cold oil. It is really unnecessary.

"Yuqin, drink more. You don't have to leave it for A Zhiliu."

"Hey, good..."

Just as they were about to refill their bowls, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.

Duan Qingqiu hurriedly walked to the door curtain, stuck his head out and looked out.

It wasn't that something happened in front of his stall, but at the intersection not far away, a seven or eight-year-old boy was being driven away.

"Go away, no stalls are allowed here!"

"Can I just squat here? Squat for a little while..."