Selling Medicine
Except for the strange second customer, the other customers were all very friendly.
The entire street was filled with the overbearing smell of stewed meat. In less than an hour, Jian Qingqing closed her stall.
She found that the individual customers still bought more pig offal and less pork belly.
So she decided to make more pig offal today.
Jian Qingqing cleaned out all the pig offal from the three pork stalls. It was more than 50 catties in total. She bought another 20 catties of meat and sold them the next day.
The owner of the mutton stall next to her was very envious.
“Little Girl, come and take a look at my mutton too. Mutton is even better than pork!”
Speaking of mutton, Jian Qingqing thought of mutton stewed with radish soup. It was very nourishing and warm to the stomach. She licked her lips. Unfortunately, there were no radishes now.
She walked to the mutton stall and took a look. She found that the mutton was very fat. If she could roast it, it would be very good. When she went back, she would ask the workers to make an oven!
“Boss, how much is the hind leg of the mutton?”
“200 wen per catty. It’s not expensive. If you want more, I can give you a cheaper price.”
“Forget it. I want two catty.” There was no market for the stewed mutton. It was too expensive. It was okay if she bought it back and ate it herself.
After buying the mutton, she went to order a few chickens. “Boss, help me kill three chickens. I’ll come back to get them later!”
The duck seller beside her could not sit still anymore. “Miss, buy a few ducks. Ducks are delicious too. They’re even more delicious than chickens!”
Jian Qingqing shook her head. “No, no, I can’t eat that much!”
If the ducks were not handled properly, they would have a very strong smell of duck. She could not stand that smell, and there were no good seasonings to remove the smell. However, she liked to eat roasted ducks very much.
When she went back, she had to get the workers to build an oven!
Jian Qingqing put all the meat on the side of a pork stall. “Uncle Zhu, help me look after my stuff. I’ll go buy something and come back to get it later!”
This Uncle Zhu was the owner of the pork stall where Jian Qingqing bought meat for the first time. Because she often bought meat from him, she was already very familiar with him. The owner often helped her with little favors.
“Okay, don’t worry. I’ll keep an eye on it for you!”
Jian Qingqing took the honeysuckle and the Dendrobium to the only medicine shop in the county town — Ji Shan Hall.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw a tall and big man grabbing medicine from the counter. He was really tall. Jian Qingqing raised her head high to see his face clearly. He was also very strong. His arms were thicker than her head, and his mustache covered a big portion of his face. No wonder Jian Rong was so afraid of him. He looked quite fierce.
“Big Brother, does your shop accept medicinal herbs?” Seeing that the last person grabbing medicine had left, Jian Qingqing immediately ran to the side of the counter and raised her head to ask him.
Wei Wusheng looked left and right, but did not see anyone. He scratched his head. Why did he feel that someone was talking to him? Could it be that he was hearing things?
Jian Qingqing wanted to slap the counter. “Big Brother, I’m here!”
Why was this broken counter even taller than her! She jumped up with all her might, wanting to poke her head out to look at the tall man.
Wei Wusheng finally saw the child who popped her head out from time to time from the other side of the counter. He opened the small door of the counter and walked out.
“Kid, what are you trying to do? Do you want to buy some medicine? Show me the prescription.”
It was the first time Jian Qingqing was called a ‘kid’, and she was speechless.
However, this person was really tall. When he walked to her side, she finally knew how strong his pressure was. Her head was almost raised ninety degrees before she could see his face. He should be almost two meters tall.
Why was he so tall? He should give her some of his height!
Suppressing all kinds of strange thoughts in her head, Jian Qingqing asked again, “Big Brother, do you accept medicinal herbs?”