During the meal, Leng Yingchun specifically asked Zheng Guangyang, based on his experience, if there would be business if the restaurant on the first floor of Yuelai Building was opened.

"As far as I know, the food industry has been in a bad state recently. Due to the year of famine, and the price has been raised by grain merchants a while ago, the people's pockets have been empty. Everyone has returned home to eat and are unwilling to waste in restaurants.

It will probably take a long time for money to return to its previous prosperous period."

Zheng Guangyang does not recommend that Leng Yingchun enter the catering industry immediately. He should observe for a while and make plans after the people's consumption capacity has improved.

"I think it's the best time to get some low-priced and delicious food first, and get half-delivered and half-sale. If the people want to play a tooth sacrifice, they will work hard to make money. With a little money, they will consider spending.

When the business is revived and the people's ability to accept is strengthened, I can increase the sale of other foods." Leng Yingchun's idea is different from Zheng Guangyang.

"Then try it, you won't suffer any loss anyway." Zheng Guangyang admired Leng Yingchun's boldness.

He was also very brave in the past. After experiencing many things and blows, he would weigh whether it was beneficial to him or not. If there was no benefit, he would give up.

"Yes, I just want to give it a try!" Leng Yingchun was full of confidence, but it still needed time to prepare.

"If it's not enough money, I can lend you some, and I can't help with other aspects."

Zheng Guangyang also wanted to help him, just because if he was in a downturn in the future, Leng Yingchun could help him again.

"No need, thank you!" Leng Yingchun felt warm in her heart. Thinking of eating the disaster relief food he provided, her favor for him deepened.

Zheng Guangyang looked at Leng Yinghuan and was silent. He wanted to know him and smiled gently, "Little brother, we have always been talking, can you speak?"

"I have nothing to say to you." Leng Yinghuan responded coolly. As soon as the waiter brought the food, he picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat.

"Little brother, we are about the same age, so we should have endless things to say. Don't be hostile to me..."

"Talking, like a woman!" Leng Yinghuan blocked Zheng Guangyang's words without hesitation.

Zheng Guangyang was very frustrated. He was a gentle person. Everyone wanted to get close to him. No one could refuse to chat with him so coldly.

Leng Yinghuan looked very funny. After eating, she said goodbye to Zheng Guangyang and took Leng Yinghuan to the station to see if there were any letters that belonged to her.

There was a letter that Wan Jiaxing had just sent. If she didn't go to get it, they would send it to the master.

"I wonder how my senior brother has learned so well, can he stand out in the autumn exam?"

Leng Yingchun took the letters and went to the pork stall to buy a lot of pork. He then went to the market to buy a basket of eggs, and then went home.

"Yingchun, have you found the money? Why did you buy so many things?" Qin Xiaoxiao was shocked.

"We are growing up. We boiled eggs and eat more meat every day. We can't stop wild vegetables. We need to strengthen nutrition to grow taller." Leng Yingchun picked up the basket, "And my aunt, who is pregnant, needs to make up for it.

What to make up for it.”

"Yingchun, can you give me more than a dozen eggs? I will use them to hatch the chicks, and it will be the first time I raise them for the New Year." Zhu Qingqing had an idea.

"Oh, you also need old hens to nourish your body during confinement next year. We really need to raise an elderly hen." Leng Yingchun finally reacted.

"Then make a chicken coop in the backyard to keep it." Zhu Qingqing had an idea.

"Okay, I like eating chicken!" Qin Xiaoxiao was very supportive.

"Then leave half of the eggs to eat every day, and the others will be hatched!" Leng Yingchun had an idea again.

"Don't need too much, so as not to smell bad, and everyone is unhappy."

Zhu Qingqing is very good at thinking. She can't smell the horse now and doesn't want to have too many livestock.

"Why don't you need so many? You have to have one chicken a day during confinement. We not only have to raise it, but also a lot of it. When friends come, you can also slaughter a chicken to celebrate.                                                                                                   �

Leng Yingchun wanted to add items to her home, "Let's stop raising chickens in the backyard, use the open space on the side of the gate, open a door, and build a livestock house with a door, specialize in raising livestock, connecting me.

How are you here?"

She wants to build a pastoral home.        @

"Yingchun, have you invested a lot? Our house is already big enough. If we expand out, the villagers will be jealous of us."

Qin Xiaoxiao was unhappy to let Leng Yingchun clean up the house again, and it was almost a manor. Why didn’t it attract hatred?

When she walked in the village, she always met a few lingering women who said incisively and stimulating things to her.

"What else can you do if your mouth grows in someone else's mouth? They just say it."

Leng Yingchun didn't care about his position in other people's minds at all. Then he went back to the room, put the account book and Wan Jiaxing's letters, and came out to cook.

During the meal, Zhu Qingqing felt bored and plucked up the courage to ask Leng Yingchun how she was watching at the school a few days ago.

Leng Yingchun came back that day, without saying a word, she didn't dare to ask. Now she saw that Leng Yingchun was in a good mood, so she took the initiative to ask.

"Aunt, I was almost angry that day. I didn't want to send you bad emotions. I didn't mention a word. Those masters kept silent and said that women couldn't study, so I didn't like to listen." Leng Yingchun thought more and more and more, the more she thought about it.

Angry, "What should I do to make everyone understand that women are no worse than men?"

"It can't be changed at all!" Zhu Qingqing sighed, "We women have never been in charge of our family. You just accept your fate and become a man in the next life."

"Welcome to the spring, stop struggling, plant the fields peacefully, the government will be happy, the court will be happy, we will have endless gold, silver and jewelry, and the glory and wealth that we cannot enjoy. How great is Qin Xiaoxiao."

Like to lie flat.

But she didn't know that the current An Ning was created by Leng Yingchun, otherwise she would still be the dirty poor child during the escape.

"Xiaoxiao, we don't create everything that is empty talk. Forget it, you don't understand if you mention it to you. You have to improve your studies!"

Leng Yingchun thought about it and felt that she would remind Qin Xiaoxiao to go around with her like before and increase her knowledge, rather than often eating and waiting for death at home.

"Study?" Qin Xiaoxiao frowned, "Let me sit at the table all day long and write and draw? I always have to accept the Master's ruler to hit the palm of my palm. Wouldn't that kill me?"

"If you learn well, the master will be happy. How could he hit you?" Leng Yingchun asked.

"Anyway, I just won't go." Qin Xiaoxiao said angrily.

"You..." Leng Yingchun was helpless.

"Don't argue, the family needs to be harmonious. Yingchun, Xiaoxiao is still young, so she will not be willing to learn. The school master does not approve of your study. Otherwise, you will go with Master Yan Zipiao and Feng Beier's dynasty medicine

Once you learn it? They should have a lot of things, and it is not a problem to teach you to recognize words." Zhu Qingqing suggested.

She also wanted to make Leng Chuangsheng sect, but Leng Chuangsheng's voice was hoarse and he spoke very hard, and he still maintained sign language as before.

"No need, that Zheng Guangyang is actually a master. I went to Lucheng today to learn from him." Leng Yingchun said calmly, and when he saw that it was getting late, he jumped up, "I won't say anything, we have to practice martial arts skills.

Now.”

"What? I'm not full yet!" Qin Xiaoxiao looked at the sky sadly, "Can I not go? The two masters are quite unfriendly to me and always say that I'm disobedient and I don't want to suffer."

"Of course I'm going. Look at Xiangmin. She always stole the basin in front of the attic earlier than us. We don't need it. Don't waste the kindness of my little master." Leng Yingchun dragged Qin Xiaoxiao out.

"It's okay to ask me to go, I want to eat black jelly!" Qin Xiaoxiao bargained.

"Okay, okay, you will follow you whatever you say!" Leng Yingchun agreed readily.

"This is almost the same!" Qin Xiaoxiao grabbed Leng Yingchun's hand and left.

Leng Yinghuan watched them have fun and followed slowly.

Leng Chuangsheng quietly looked at the three people who were playing far away. He was sad when he thought of his youth that there were no interesting things and envied their interesting lives.

He sighed hoarsely, and it seemed that he was always sad recently. He looked up at the little yellow leaves on the trees in the distance. Autumn has arrived, and it seems that the sad season is coming again.

"My husband, the children are all practicing martial arts so diligently. After taking the medicine mentioned by the miracle doctor, your health has recovered quite well. You can try to restore your martial arts and take revenge with your brother.

avenge."

Through Leng Chuangsheng's expression, Zhu Qingqing recalled that Anman came from time to time to persuade Leng Chuangsheng to take responsibility and not let bad people get away with the law.

"Don't mention it anymore!" Leng Chuangsheng tried hard to restrain his heart. The more he thought about it, the less he didn't know what to do.

Zhu Qingqing stopped forcing him, so she hugged his arm and snuggled in his arms.

"My husband, if you really want to tell the truth, I can't bear to leave you. After the child is born, you are not by my side, so what should I do?"

Leng Chuangsheng frowned in pain. He didn't like to face the people of the past, and there were too many sad things about him.

He must not be unfilial, and the hatred of his biological parents must be avenged.

"You haven't been home for a long time, right? I'll accompany you to find Anman tomorrow and ask him to take us home to see you. How about relaxing?"

Zhu Qingqing wanted to share the worries of Leng Chuangsheng's inner struggle, but she couldn't guess what he meant.

"Okay!" Leng Chuangsheng nodded slightly.

"Then I'll pack my clothes and set off early in the morning!" Zhu Qingqing left Leng Chuangsheng's arms and quietly returned to the room.

Leng Chuangsheng quietly cleans up the dishes and goes to the beach for a walk, which may relieve his irritability.

After learning the deeper light skills and standing firmly, Leng Yingchun and Yan Zipiao thought they could go home to rest, so they were taken to the room by Feng Beier, asking her to take a needle, give her a piece of white cloth and tricks, and let her use it.

Barbs are drawn red on top.

"Master, you're not kidding me as a female worker?" Leng Yingchun thought that his needlework skills were quite poor.

"That's right. I'm exercising you to carry the needle. I will teach you how to apply the needle in three months. When there are patients in the future, I will tell you where to apply the needle, and you will complete it."

Feng Beier must hurry up and teach Leng Yingchun what she has learned so that she can play with Yan Zi and be proud of the samurai.

Leng Yingchun felt that time was tight and the task was heavy, and she wanted to be unable to clone her body, but since she accepted everything, she had to force herself to sit down and get a needle to embroider things seriously.

It was the second half of the night when the pattern on the white cloth was not good, and her hand was stabbed countless times. She wanted to refuse to learn many times. Seeing Feng Beier calmly accompanying her, she became quiet.

It's down.

"Ouch!" Leng Yingchun accidentally poked her fingers through the skin, and the blood kept flowing down. She quickly wrapped it in cloth.

Feng Beier came over, took Leng Yingchun's hand, and pressed it on the wood ash prepared beside her.

"Ah!" Leng Yingchun suddenly felt a piercing pain and tears burst into tears. "Master, my hand is broken."

"Okay!" Feng Beier let go of her hand, she looked at it, and stopped the bleeding.

She also knew that wood ash could stop bleeding, but that felt bad. "Master, is there any way to prevent my hand from being stabbed by needles?"

"As a doctor, you must first experience the pain of acupuncture and personally experience the situation under which acupuncture is not very painful. If you apply acupuncture to the patient, you will have experience." Feng Beier said indifferently.

"Master, you have suffered!" Leng Yingchun could foresee how much hardship Feng Beier had suffered.

"It's all over!" Feng Beier smiled with a pursed lips, "There will be bitterness and sweetness. The pain you have paid now will be given back to you exponentially with other things in the future."

I don't want to drink this bowl of chicken soup!
Chapter completed!