"That's right. Doctor Sun is not as easy to talk to as the old man. Then Doctor Sun..."
Meng Yao tilted his head and thought about Dr. Sun's appearance. Thinking of the old man's evaluation of him, he couldn't help but nod secretly.
"Dr. Sun looks upright, serious, and difficult to get along with."
Qi Boyan's thin lips moved when he heard Meng Yao say that the old man was easy to talk to.
Is that old man easy to talk to?
If she is so easy to talk to, I won't let her stay in the kitchen for so long.
"Then let's go. We'll put the plaster on my mother and see the effect then."
Qi Boyan nodded calmly and moved his eyes to Jiang Wenlei: "Go and drive over to the morning market."
car?
Jiang Wenlei's Adam's apple rolled rapidly.
The car was driven away by Tao Feng, and it was impossible for Qi Gong to forget it.
At this time, no matter where you go to get a car, there is nowhere to buy it.
Jiang Wenlei said yes bravely.
Qi Boyan had turned to Meng Yao, took a step forward, and said in a gentle tone, "I heard from Wen Ye that you have been massaging my mother for the past two days, and my mother's back pain has eased a lot. Applying plaster should relieve it for a while, don't worry.
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"My mother's backache must be because she works too much. You see, when she is busy in the fields, she is not home at all."
If you work hard, work for long hours, and don’t know how to rest, how can your back pain not hurt?
"People of my generation are used to working hard. If I really let her rest, she may suffer from various other discomforts. Especially since my father just passed away not long ago, it would be a good thing for my mother to be busy..."
Meng Yao couldn't help but marvel at the villain's thoughtfulness.
Indeed, in the future, old people who have to go to the city will become ill and sick as soon as they leave their own land. On the contrary, in their hometown where the earth is overturned, they will not be as agile as the old people.
When people are alive, they still have to pursue their goals.
Her main goal is... to eat, drink, and make a lot of money.
Meng Yao went to the market stall and started his big shopping.
Naturally, you have to buy meat and vegetables for making steamed buns, but after Meng Yao bought these two items, he set his sights on a stall selling pickled vegetables.
There are not too many types, but there are too few types.
Just when Meng Yao wanted the stall owner to open it for her to try the sour beans, Qi Boyan tilted his head and said softly: "I have some at home."
Meng Yao blinked, "I want to buy them to make steamed buns."
Sour bean buns are one of her favorites.
Even the pickled beans at home were not enough for her.
"You can buy it in the village. Grandma Zhao and Aunt Shumei in the village are very good at pickling vegetables. Summer has just passed, so they should pickle a lot."
"real?"
When Meng Yao encounters something happy, his eyes will become bright, as bright as the stars in the sky.
Qi Boyan smiled, nodded silently, and tilted his head to indicate for her to go elsewhere.
After leaving the stall, he slowly said: "Actually, the vegetables you bought, such as radish and vermicelli, are grown by every household. There are too many to eat. You don't have to worry about the neighbors paying for them. In fact, they are just villagers.
If you don’t have the awareness to sell things and start a business, they may not sell the fruits and vegetables you eat if they are rotten at home, but if you really want to buy them, they will be happy to do so.”
"I'm afraid there will be any disputes."
When doing business, avoid dealing with acquaintances.
Qi Boyan nodded, "It's normal for you to have this concern. In transactions involving money, no matter how good the relationship is, conflicts can easily arise. You just need to remember one thing about this..."
"Brothers, let's settle the score clearly."
Meng Yao nodded repeatedly.
This is also the principle she has always adhered to, otherwise she would not buy everything outside, and the things she bought would have an extra place to put them.
"Except for the eldest brother, everyone in the family has a big heart and doesn't care about the minutiae. No matter how loud the quarrel is with the eldest sister-in-law, she won't take it to heart. As long as you speak openly about some things, the family will understand and support you. As for the eldest brother..."
"As long as you make my sister-in-law happy, my eldest brother will give in if he has any objections."
"Hehe, right? I also think that the eldest brother and the eldest sister-in-law have a very good relationship."
Meng Yao smiled coquettishly and distanced herself from the villain somewhat uncomfortably.
Without him, she felt weird that the villain told her about his family affairs in such detail.
Qi Boyan looked at the distance between the two people, swallowed the unnecessary advice, and asked with a normal expression: "What else do you need to buy? Don't you want to eat cold skin, cucumbers, and sour plum soup?"
"Your memory is so good."
Qi Boyan nodded seriously, "My memory is pretty good."
Meng Yao: "..." She was just talking. The villain really came back. Why is it weird? Doesn't the villain talk very little?
"Let's go over there and have a look. When I was selling steamed buns today, I saw a vegetable stall in the corner over there. The cucumbers are very fresh. I wonder if anyone has left?"
When Meng Yao and Qi Boyan passed by, the vegetable stall selling cucumbers was closing down. Meng Yao stopped him quickly, "Grandma, are there any more cucumbers?"
The person setting up the stall was an old lady with gray hair and a stooped body. Hearing this, she raised her eyelids and looked at Meng Yao.
"Yes, do you want cucumber?"
The old lady bent over to unpack the vegetables, "They were just picked in the morning, they are fresh!"
Meng Yao knelt down and touched it, and his hand was pricked by the small thorns on the cucumber.
This cucumber is very fresh.
"Grandma, are you planting cucumbers late? There are still cucumbers at this time!"
"It's not that I planted them late. After the hot weather, no one buys the cucumbers."
"I'll buy it, I'll buy it, grandma, how many more do you have?"
The old lady took them all out, and there were still 6 sticks in total. "It's more than two kilograms. If you want them all, just give me 2 cents!"
The market price of cucumbers is one cent per pound.
Vegetables are much cheaper than other soaring prices.
"Okay, grandma, here you go."
Meng Yao took the cucumber and gave the money to the old lady.
Just as she was about to stand up, she noticed that the old lady had red beans on her stall. Before she could tie her mouth, she couldn't walk anymore.
"Grandma, how do you sell red beans?"
The old lady hurriedly opened the mouth of the bag and showed it to Meng Yao.
The red beans have been dried and picked repeatedly, making them clean and plump, which makes people like them at first sight.
"One cent and three pounds."
Meng Yao was not a good bargainer, and he didn't understand the market price. Hearing this, he bared his teeth and smiled stupidly at the old lady.
When the old woman saw this, she thought she was dissatisfied, so she hurriedly said: "Twenty cents or one cent is fine."
Meng Yao is so embarrassed, the old lady is like this, she feels like she is bullying others.
As a result, she fell silent, and the old lady became anxious and compromised: "Why don't you give me a price?"
Qi Boyan said softly: "Soybeans are only 13 cents, red beans are more expensive, but the price given by grandma is quite reasonable!"
Meng Yao nodded immediately, "That's very reasonable, grandma, just give me..."
"If you want them all, I'll give you a dime. I have half a bag here. Do you think you can finish it?"
Meng Yao: "..." She wants to finish it, but she doesn't have that much money in her pocket!
"It's going to be over."
Qi Boyan spoke calmly to dispel Meng Yao's concerns, and then tilted his head to explain to Meng Yao, "The business is very good. You might as well do more. You don't need to save money on the initial investment. I am an investor."
Meng Yao wondered: "Do you know what I want to do?"
With a smile in his eyes, Qi Boyan said leisurely: "I don't know, but I won't lose my business."
Fine!
Should you buy it or not?
Meng Yao only hesitated for a moment before deciding, "Buy."
She is going to make red bean paste buns.
Red beans don’t go bad, and the price is right. Grandma picked them up cleanly, so you can buy more.
The old lady was so happy that she hurriedly carried the red beans to weigh them. Qi Boyan helped and weighed them with a steelyard.
21.6 pounds.
"That's twenty-three dollars and seventy-six cents."
Darling, it's too expensive. The money she earned today is almost not enough.