With such a good business, the owner of Caixiang Shop naturally wanted to do it, and everyone in the town was looking at the pimple soup business.
He closed the door to discuss with his wife: "Daughter-in-law, what do you think? Fifty taels of silver is a bit much, but you are also watching the pimple soup business."
The woman wearing a blue kerchief thought for a moment and said, "Okay, luckily I didn't save those dozens of taels of silver."
After saying that, he stood up happily and said, "You go quickly, I'll buy the ribs and cook them back."
When the owner of Caixiang Shop arrived, the Qin family were boiling water and preparing to take a bath.
As soon as the owner entered the door, he whispered: "I have discussed it with my wife, yes, we will give you the money, and you can't sell pimple soup."
Su Yan stood up from the kitchen door and came over, raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and said cheerfully: "Okay, I won't sell pimple soup, I will do other small businesses."
This is not a problem. We can't let them stop doing business. The owner of Caixiang Shop said, "We'd better write a contract so that we can talk about anything in the future."
"Go to my place, I have pen and ink."
"I have it at home." Qin An poured water into the pot with a bucket, and after pouring it, he strode up to the attic.
Soon the pen and ink came down, and he handed it to the owner of Caixiang Shop. The owner quickly waved his hand, "I can't write a few words, you guys write."
I know how to read, but I can't write a few words.
Hearing this, Qin An took back his hand, opened the pen and ink, sat upright and wrote stroke by stroke, while Su Yan watched beside him.
The man's handwriting can be considered neat now, but it's not because he is smart.
Whenever he had some time, he would sit and read.
His fingers were a little sore from writing too much these days, and he had to apply a lot of medicinal wine.
The owner of Caixiang Shop didn't expect that this man looked like he couldn't read, but his handwriting was quite neat. "The handwriting is quite good."
"My husband-in-law is very good at writing." Su Yan smiled and praised her.
The rough man glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and felt a little happy in his heart. He was also afraid that he had not learned anything and wasted his family's money.
After the contract was written and the two families signed their fingerprints, Su Yan took the money and counted it, "I'll come over tomorrow morning to teach the chef how to make soup, and prepare some big bones and radishes."
"Okay." The owner put down the contract. It was getting late now, so he left without saying anything else.
After closing the shop door, the two went up to the attic carrying hot water. Su Yan put away the money and closed the window.
This was not the first time that the two of them washed together, but when she saw the man's hot gaze, Su Yan was still a little embarrassed. She turned slightly sideways and said, "Go and wash it yourself."
The shy look of his daughter-in-law made Qin An's belly feel hot, but his expression was depressed. How long would this last?
He came over, helped her take off her clothes, and kissed her cheekily a few times.
Finally he said hoarsely: "I'd better go down and take a cold shower."
After saying that, he turned around and went down to the attic, fearing that he would be unable to hold back if he walked too slowly.
Listening to the sound of water rushing below, Su Yan smiled unkindly, and then started to wipe it carefully.
My belly seems to be a little bigger and rounder.
Qin An had just finished taking a cold shower when he heard an "ah" sound from the attic. His expression changed and he ran upstairs without even bothering to put on his clothes.
"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong?"
Su Yan sat on the edge of the bed, her face a little painful, "My calf is cramped."
Suddenly, the rough man bent over and squatted on the ground, gently squeezing back and forth with his big hands. His broad shoulders became wider due to squatting, and the lines on his back were obvious.
Hey, let alone her rough guy, she is also lustful. Su Yan looked away, "Much better."
Qin An squeezed her for a while longer before taking back his hand. Seeing that she was not wearing her clothes properly, he reached out to close her clothes and said in a low voice, "I was scared to death."
His tone relaxed a lot.
"What could have happened at home? I just had cramps when I was wearing clothes."
Su Yan's eyes fell on his naked body, her face turned red and her ears turned red, and she added, "Put on your clothes."
Qin An lowered his head and glanced at himself, chuckled, stood up, took his pants and put them on, but he had no clothes on.
He deliberately stood in front of his wife and asked, "Daughter-in-law, are you strong?"