“How much is needed?”

Zhang Jin asked directly.

When he chose to cooperate with the two people in front of him, he was tied up together. Not to mention the need for medicinal materials, he had to give it to him even if he wanted it.

"Five big cars."

Zhang Jin suspected that he had heard it wrong. Even if everyone in Qingping County cooked it as a meal, he could eat it for two meals.

He didn't dare to ask Song Wanyue what she bought so many medicinal materials and said, "You want too much, I don't have so many in my pharmacy."

"How many of your pharmacies are there to sell to us first. Please ask Mr. Zhang to help us think of a solution for the rest and try to prepare it for us. By the way, there are some great medicines."

Song Wanyue told him the name of the medicinal materials he needed. After listening to it, Zhang Jin felt a storm in his heart. These medicinal materials were of high quality. In the past, they could not sell the amount Song Wanyue needed in a year. However, Song Wanyue asked for so many at once. What did she want to do?"

"Another, is there any?"

"That's all, Mr. Zhang, see when can you prepare all for me?"

Zhang Jin took over the pharmacy after Master Zhang disappeared. However, at that time, the news of Zhang Huai's death had not been sent back, so he didn't dare to make a decision. He just looked at the account book and instructed the shopkeeper to get some necessary medicinal materials to maintain the pharmacy first. It was not until a few days ago that the news of Zhang Huai's death came completely that he really made the decision, but he had never dealt with the merchants selling medicinal materials. He really didn't know when he could prepare it all.

"In this way, I'll call the shopkeeper over and ask."

The shopkeeper was called soon and was overjoyed to hear that Song Wanyue and Gu Yi had so many medicinal materials. Since the master and the eldest master framed Mr. Song and were exposed, the business of their pharmacy shop has been getting worse and worse. They were almost unable to compare with other small pharmacies. They replied without thinking, "At most five days, these medicinal materials can be delivered, but this will cost a lot of money. You two would better give a portion of the money first."

“This is easy to say.”

Song Wanyue took out the silver notes and put them on the table, "This is 20,000 taels of silver notes."

The shopkeeper was delighted.

"I have so much, are you going to give me a discount on the price?"

The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Jin and waited for him to make an idea.

Zhang Jin nodded, and the shopkeeper dared to speak, "We will make you 10% according to the market price."

"Okay, deal."

Song Wanyue pushed the silver notes in front of Zhang Jin, "How many are there in your pharmacy now? It's all equipped with our carriage."

The shopkeeper agreed happily and turned around and walked out.

"Wait a moment."

The shopkeeper turned around in an instant, "What are the instructions for the girl?"

"I hope you can keep the matter today secret and not spread it. If you do it, I will come to you to buy medicinal materials every month from now on. Although it won't be as much as this time, it won't be too few."

"Don't worry, girl."

Having a fixed customer is equivalent to having a fixed income. Only when the shopkeeper is stupid will he speak out and let other colleagues know and snatch it.

Song Wanyue nodded.

The shopkeeper went out and asked the guy to bring out the medicinal materials from the warehouse, clean up the number, and put them on the carriage outside.

Zhang Jin sent Song Wanyue and Gu Yi out, and saw that they got on the carriage and walked away, and then he let out a long sigh.

Song Wanyue ordered the coachman who pulled the medicinal materials to take it to Dr. Yao, and she and Gu Yi returned to the courtyard.

Meng had just drunk a bowl of herbal tea and was polite. When she saw the two of them coming in, she smiled all over her face. With such a capable granddaughter, she could wake up in her dreams.

"I just asked your mother and said that you have figured out these recipes by yourself. Grandma really wants to know how many things you have in your little head that we don't know."

“There are so many.”

Song Wanyue shook her head proudly.

It made the room laugh.

Meng had never been so happy, and the wrinkles on her face were stretched out.

Everyone talked and laughed, and it was not until mid afternoon that Grandma Song and his friends went back, leaving Song Lin and Xu to accompany the old man and Meng.

On the way back, Mr. Song was very happy. He didn't expect that the old man was so approachable and did not look down on him because he couldn't read a word.

"Boss is really lucky."

"Who said no."

Grandma Song also lamented that they never dared to dream that Xu was the daughter of the Great Confucianism.

The carriage had just entered the village and before he could reach the door, Song Sanxiao could not wait to run over. Today he did not go to set up a stall and waited for news at home. He was nervous for a day, afraid that Grandma Song would reject the marriage.

He jumped into the carriage and lifted up the curtain, "Mom, how about it?"

Grandma Song glanced at him, "With your unstoppable temperament, Miss Qi will have been in trouble for eight lifetimes to marry you."

"How could it be unlucky, I..."

Before Song San finished speaking, he recalled the taste and shouted, "Mom, you agree."

Grandma Song covered her ears, "Why are you talking about so loud? You want to deaf ears and your father?"

Song Sanxiao immediately lowered his voice and leaned in, "Mom, have you agreed?"

Grandma Song pushed his head away with disgust, "When Miss Qi is injured better, my mother will go to the matchmaker to propose marriage."

"Very good."

Song Sanxiao rushed up and forgot that he was in the carriage. His head slammed into the roof of the carriage. He immediately wailed, and tears flowed down his head with pain.

"I deserve it!"

Grandma Song said this, but she pulled his hand away and saw how it hit her. Seeing that nothing happened, she hit him again, "You will have a wife in the future. Be more steady, don't be whispering."

Song Sanxiao couldn't even say anything painful.

Song Wanyue laughed at him, "Uncle San, you are so happy that you are sad."

Song Sanxiao looked up with tears in her eyes, "Yue'er, look at Uncle San is so pitiful, should you give me some money to comfort me?"

Song Wanyue,...

Grandma Song glared at him, "What do you want money to do?"

"Since I'm going to get engaged to Miss Qi, I naturally have to go see her. I can't go empty-handed."

"What are you going? I warn you, the third brother, before you get engaged with Miss Qi, you can't go once, so as not to ruin Miss Qi's reputation. If you dare not listen to me, see that I will not break your legs!"

Song Sanxiao was aggrieved and "wiped her tears" and glanced at Gu Yi. When she saw Gu Yi, her eyes rolled around a few times.

Grandma Song and others went down, and Gu Yi got on the carriage again and told the coachman to fall back. Not long after he walked out, the carriage was stopped by Song Sanxiao, and he climbed up with both hands and feet.

Gu Yi guessed his intention immediately and remained silent, "Uncle San, is there anything wrong?"

Song Sanxiao asked the coachman to continue walking slowly, and he sat in the car, "Yi'er, you came back from the capital, I think Yue'er is better for you now."
Chapter completed!