There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 102: Waterloo just opened
"Brother, are you okay? Can you still walk? I'll ask someone to take you to the doctor."

Song Rutang was very anxious.

In this era, the explanation of allergies is not that developed. What if people think that her hot and sour noodles are poisonous and they are afraid to eat it?
She doesn’t want to suffer a disaster right after she opens her business!

Unexpectedly, before he finished asking, he saw the man shaking his head indifferently:

"It's okay! It's just a few rashes. It'll be gone after a while. I'm on the queue today and I have to eat it till the end of the day!"

Song Rutang couldn't laugh or cry.

He hurriedly called the waiter who was working in the kitchen to come over:
"Take this little brother to see the doctor."

The waiter nodded and dragged the man to see the doctor.

The man still tried to struggle and moved several times, but was restrained and unable to move by the waiter, who shouted:
"You can't do this, I haven't finished my meal yet!"

Song Rutang was extremely helpless and had no choice but to comfort him:
"You go see the doctor first. I'll keep the rice here for you. I'll make it for you again later. Do you think that's OK?"

After saying this, the man's face obviously relaxed a little, but he was still worried and asked again and again:
"You can't swallow my money, can you? I haven't finished this portion yet. Don't give me two portions of the money later."

"Of course not. Don't worry, just go see the doctor. If you get sick, I'll make up for it later!"

Having said this, the man felt relieved and followed the waiter back to the hospital step by step.

After this experience, Song Rutang thought that the business in the store would be much colder.

After all, if a restaurant has problems with its customers, who would dare to buy food with confidence?

What Song Rutang didn't expect was that not only did this incident not reduce business, but her delicious restaurant quickly became popular in Anping County.

Everyone knows that the food in Haoshi Restaurant is so delicious that the customers are willing to risk death to continue eating hot and sour noodles.

But this is all a story for later. At this moment, Song Rutang was afraid that the guests would be scared, so she even explained a few more words:
"Guests, please rest assured that all food preparation processes in the store are open to the public. Guests can come in and check out at will without worrying about unclean food."

What she didn't expect when she just called Song Rutang was that all the guests were calmer than her. After watching the excitement, they sat back and continued to chat.

It makes her, a serious person, feel a little embarrassed.

The business ran for several minutes, and by the time the sun set in the afternoon, Song Rutang had successfully sold a hundred portions of hot and sour noodles.

Counting all the rewards from the previous system, she now has only two thousand points.

Song Rutang didn't want to do this anymore, so she packed up her things, closed the shop and went home directly.

The people outside were pointing at Song Rutang and talking animatedly:
"Look at people, they go home after they're done. Why do they have to be so tired every day like the rest of us?"

"But the food sold in this shop is really delicious. The smell of the food spreads ten miles away, so I want to try it."

"What exactly is this little lady selling? I've never seen it in the north."

"I don't know. Anyway, I have to queue up to buy it next time and give it a try."

There were so many people talking about it. When she returned home soon, Song Rutang heard someone discussing her good restaurant on the road.

Fortunately, the reputation he heard along the way was good, and Song Rutang calmed down.

After returning to the Yang Mansion, Song Rutang met Yang Mingli who was waiting for her at the gate of the courtyard.

"How's business today?"

Yang Mingli had not been very busy since he broke his leg, so naturally he was interested in caring about his junior's business.

After seeing off Yang Xiangnuo, who had to go out to study due to weather conditions not long after he came back, Yang Mingli walked around the door a few times and welcomed Song Rutang, who had returned home.

"not bad."

Song Rutang smiled and said, thinking that Yang Mingli was concerned, he added another sentence:
"Mr. Accountant is a very nice person." Yang Mingli smiled: "That's good. Mr. Accountant has worked for the Yang family before, and his qualifications and character are both excellent. You can rest assured."

Song Rutang nodded, thought about it, and decided to give up the 5 taels of silver.

After all, Yang Mingli had helped her so much before and after, and it would not be justified on her face if she never came back.

Furthermore, it will save people from feeling uncomfortable when the truth is confirmed, so that they can hold on to the remaining 45 taels of silver in their hands.

So he said:

"Is the third uncle's family still in deficit? I'm thinking of taking out the 5 taels of silver and keeping it for emergency use at home."

"Good boy."

Yang Mingli did not treat Song Rutang politely.

After all, the money given to the second brother a few days ago almost emptied the family's fortune. Recently, the family is really short of money for business.

As a result, Song Rutang's image in Yang Mingli's heart became even more sacred.

Yang Mingli thought, after all, Tang Bao had handed over all the money he had taken back, and he would have to compensate her more in the future.

So Song Rutang used 50 of the [-] taels of silver in exchange for the trust and help of the Yang family for generations.

Putting this aside for the time being, Song Rutang felt relieved when he went back to his room to calculate the accounts in the evening. Seeing that everything was normal, he started to think about another thing.

Although the snowstorm has passed, all the refugees outside have not yet been properly resettled. Collecting some food and money to provide shelter has not only done a good deed, but also solved the labor problem.

What needs to be considered is the issue of restaurants.

It was impossible for her to cook in a restaurant every day, and Zhuangzi still wanted her to look after him.

Besides, she really has no plans to become a chef.

Thinking like this, Song Rutang suddenly felt that it was really time to accept a disciple.

Just thinking about it, I feel like there is really no one I can trust.

Song Rutang felt that this matter really couldn't be rushed.

If you act too hastily, it will be difficult to accept some people with evil intentions.

But she didn't expect that before she could go looking for her, her apprentice would come to her door.

In the evening, Song Rutang had eaten dinner and was thinking of walking around the door to eat, but she saw two people walking from the front.

He stopped and waited for a while. Seeing that the two people were coming towards him, Song Rutang squinted his eyes and stared at them for a while.

At first, she thought the two people were unfamiliar, but when they got closer, she saw clearly that the people coming were Sun Ping and his son, who were carrying things this way.

Song Rutang waited at the door for a while. When the two approached, she saw that both of them were carrying something in their hands.

The two of them walked straight towards each other. Sun Shunzi handed something forward blankly and said loudly:
"Thank you benefactor for saving my life!"

Something was suddenly stuffed into Song Rutang's arms, and she almost didn't react when Shunzi yelled at her like this.

It was Sun Ping who slapped Sun Shunzi and scolded:

"Why are you so rude? Who can say thank you so loudly like you? It doesn't look like you're here to say thank you, it's more like you're here to scare people!"

Sun Shunzi scratched his head and looked at Sun Ping with obviously puzzled eyes.

(End of this chapter)