Chapter 421: Brother Liu's Words are Too Biased

Of course, after saying this, the skinflint Song stretched out her hand: "Grandpa, I paid 2000 for the workers' wages on your behalf; remember to take time to go to town and withdraw money to give to me."

Song Youde:...

Is it his fault that he's old and can't play with that smart phone and can't transfer money?

"Also," Song Tan turned around and picked up the 1.5m straw mat: "This is woven for me, right? I'll take it back to estimate a price first, is it okay to give it to someone later?"

Song Youde didn't want to see her anymore: "Go, go! Do whatever you want, anyway, I'll only make up this one mat for you, and you'll have to pay for the rest."

After Song Tan left, Song Youde hurriedly counted on his fingers how much money he could earn—

Not to mention anything else, the 1.5m one was 300; he could do one mat a day by himself, and it would be almost ten thousand a month.

Add in the 70 paid to others in the village, and the cost of weeding...

Round it up, the profit per mat must be 200! Then wouldn't he be making money without doing anything?!

This is truly not opening for half a year, but eating for half a year after opening!

Calculated, it's no less than what the old woman earns!

Of course, he also knew that it was because his granddaughter was capable and the rushes were good that they dared to sell them at a high price—if you don't believe it, go to the town market and see? If someone else weaves such a straw mat to sell, 70 yuan is the highest it can go!

Oh my, oh my...

He hummed a tune: "Brother Liu's words—are too biased! Who says women are inferior to men—"

Tsk, it's sung so right! The granddaughter is much more reliable than the grandson!

Song Tan tucked the straw mat under her arm and soon brought it home. She originally intended to call Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun, but suddenly remembered that these two had gone to the field with Qiao Qiao to see the sorghum, so she had to open it silently by herself—

Nothing to pick on.

Her grandpa's craftsmanship really had nothing to pick on.

Not to mention anything else, the whole straw mat was dense, smooth, cool, and very uniform. The four sides weren't the style often sold online with floral cloth edges, but instead used the extra grass to weave patterns on the top to close the edges.

The green was leisurely, the grass was as green as jade, and even without getting close, you could smell the fragrance of green grass coming to your face when you opened it, as if you were lying in a boundless wilderness, the wind blowing the grass, leaving only peace and comfort.

Song Tan felt relieved.

Since it was so good, selling it at a high price was reasonable, right? After all, she tried lying on Qiao Qiao's straw mat, and it was really comfortable.

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun's straw mat, although small and pitifully thin, was just as good according to their feedback.

In summer, even if the air conditioner is on 24 hours a day, there are always times when it doesn't work well, as if there's no cold air. At this time, while sleeping, people inevitably feel irritable and sweat for no reason.

And according to their feedback, since they laid the straw mat, they never had that feeling again—of course, provided they don't sleep beyond that small range.

And just at this moment, Guo Dong stood outside the courtyard and shouted loudly: "Song Tan, Song Tan, are you home?"

Song Tan hurried out, then looked at her vigilantly: "Didn't you just move in? How come you've learned to shout at the door now?" This was a major feature in their village, while the calling method of contemporary young people was more like Secretary Xiao Zhu's WeChat summoning technique.

Guo Dong lived up to her vigilance and sighed: "Oh my, my own cooking skills aren't good, and I have no appetite in the morning..."

Actually, she sighed depressingly in her heart.

After all, according to Guo Dong's idea, she would come to Song Tan's place in the morning to pretend to look for her, then see her kind Aunt Wu Lan, and then after some pleasantries, she would touch her stomach and say this sentence with a face full of melancholy...

If Wu Lan was polite, she could be shameless.

However, after entering the courtyard, she found that there was no movement in the house; it was clear that no one was home—that is to say, it had rained for three days, and today the sun had just come out; did they have to be so diligent?

Now that the plan had failed, she had no choice but to look at Song Tan with a "break the jar and smash it" attitude.

Song Tan:...

Song Tan would never be fooled; this Doctor Guo was very treacherous! She hadn't pretended to be pitiful less during the three days of rain, and fortunately, she had a heart of stone, which was why she hadn't let go.

At this moment, she became even more cold: "No. The vegetables in our vegetable field are delicious even if you blanch them and add salt. If you want any vegetables, I'll lend you a basket, you pick them yourself, and then calculate the money after picking."

Guo Dong:... Okay, if there's no fish, shrimp will do.

However, she really had business this time—"My medicine is ready, do you want to see it?"

It rained for three days, and the clinic had no wifi and nothing else to do, so she focused on tidying up her medicine—actually, there were no medicinal materials at the beginning, but on the morning Doctor Li left, she simply went to the city.

First, she ordered medicine cabinets, medicinal materials, and some tools from a familiar medicinal material merchant, and while waiting for the delivery, she went to see some home appliances, busy all day, which was why she had such efficiency today.

At this moment, she took out the jar she often used from her bag, which contained more than a dozen white wax pills.

She pinched one out to show Song Tan: "I'm short of money now, this is the best-selling one, so I made a bit more—do you want to try it?"

Song Tan:... Not to mention that her body was terrifyingly healthy, just saying, is it appropriate for you to give this aphrodisiac to her?

"Why is it inappropriate!"

Guo Dong was adamant: "This thing is mainly aimed at men, that's right, but it also nourishes kidney qi for women."

Song Tan declined politely.

"Then your three big guys... I tell you, this medicine of mine is very expensive!"

That won't work either!

"Don't you have clients? This prescription is what they are used to eating, let them try it."

Guo Dong was extremely disappointed: "Theirs have to be couriered, and it will take several days to get feedback. Aren't we close to the water tower here..." Unfortunately, the tower didn't work.

Song Tan:...

Seeing that Guo Dong wouldn't give up, she had to change the subject: "Your medicine pills are quite particular, sealed with wax... are you afraid that the medicinal properties will dissipate?"

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Only to see Guo Dong sighing melancholically: "Don't people now pursue a sense of ritual? When I sold this medicine at the beginning, people didn't believe me at first... later I said it was an ancestral medicine pill..."

Actually, except for certain drugs, most people wouldn't accept it—

Real ancestral: medicinal properties dissipated.

Fake ancestral, ten complete great supplements, cures all diseases.

In short, these were some unspeakable means. Fortunately, since then, people felt the effect and firmly believed in "famous teachers produce excellent students," and instead gradually became willing to trust her.

However, Guo Dong still kept the habit of wax-sealed honey pills.

Although troublesome, it was indeed more convenient to preserve.

Looking at Song Tan at this moment, she was once again eager to move: "I heard Seventh Uncle say that your family is preparing to brew wine; do you want some medicinal wine prescriptions? When the time comes, give me 20 jin of fresh Jin Yingzi fruit, and after your wine is brewed, share 20 jin with me, and another jin of tea leaves, and I'll give you this prescription for free!"

Song Tan gasped: This is called free?

"Thank you, I'm not worthy." ===== CHAPTER 422 =====