Farmhouse cooks have space

Chapter 363 Yu Wenxuan Injured

"No, you can do your work, I'm going home now." Aunt Zhang saw that the pig's head meat was still in the mood to drink tea, so she happily took it and went home.

And He Miao drove the donkey cart over, and began to move the cloth on it to Qin Wenyao's house.

Qin Wenyao, who was sewing cotton clothes, saw the cloth in her hand and asked in surprise, "Why do you buy so much white cloth?"

"It's used in the tofu workshop, but there's no one there now, so I can only put it in your house first."

"I said, by the way, why are there only three sets in the water today, is it enough to sell?"

"There's nothing we can do if we don't have enough to sell. The butcher's workshop sold all the offal to others. Brother Chang took me to find these three."

"Why doesn't this man keep his word? Who will do business with him in the future?"

"We haven't signed any written agreement with them, and when people come across one with a high price, they will naturally sell it to a high price, so what can I say.

The big deal is not to associate with them in the future. "

"That's right, what shall we do next, don't we sell it?"

"Sell, sell as much as you can, and you can't stop selling as much as you can. In addition, the tofu workshop has started work. We can make stewed tofu, stewed tofu, etc., and we can share some of it at that time.

By the way, when they come to pick up the goods in the evening, let them know that there will be a few kinds of stewed tofu when the workshop opens the day after tomorrow, and they are welcome to come and order. "

"Understood, let me move with you."

"Alright." He Miao responded with a wink and went out together with her.

After finishing the meal in the afternoon and ordering all the workers, He Miao asked He Rong to take people to the workshop, first to check what was still missing and then prepare.

Besides, the [-] new pots were burnt with lard and then brushed out, and two batches of new cloth were washed out and dried to dry.

After stewing the meat in the pot, He Miao handed over the stall at home to Qin Wenyao and the third grandma, He Meili, who came to play.

On the other hand, she thought about going to the town to find Steward Sun and see what was going on with him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he led the donkey cart out, he was stopped by someone.

Turning around, I saw Yu Wenxuan and a middle-aged man walking out of Dr. Luo's house carrying a young man.

Busily led the donkey back a few steps and said, "Brother Yu, what's going on?"

"We met Xiong Xiazi, this brother is seriously injured, since you came out, why don't you send us to the town." Yu Wenxuan replied quickly.

"Then come up quickly." He Miao said, grabbing the pig's blood-stained sack on the car and throwing it aside.

"Uncle, hurry up." Yu Wenxuan exchanged glances with the middle-aged man, and then carried the young man onto the donkey cart.

After they sat down, He Miao looked at Yu Wenxuan who was in a cold sweat and asked, "Brother Yu, are you also injured?"

"It's okay to be slapped by Xiong Xiazi." Yu Wenxuan shook his head.

But looking at his trembling lips, he knew that the injury was not serious, at least it hurt.

So he quickly drove the donkey cart to the town.

When they arrived in the town and sent them to the hospital, He Miao tied Heizi to a tree beside him and followed them inside.

After confirming that the young man's life was not in danger, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What she didn't expect was that the palm on Yu Wenxuan's back broke two ribs, no wonder it was so uncomfortable to watch him.

(End of this chapter)