The old village doctor's words made Lao Yang's head seem to have fallen into an ice cellar.
Tan's body shook violently, and then he fell straight back.
Fortunately, Bao Suyun held on.
Mrs. Tan stood firm and opened her eyes. When she thought of something, she jumped up and rushed towards Mrs. Liu.
"You're a vicious and evil woman, what kind of idea did you come up with!"
Tan's sharp nails scratched several deep red marks on Liu's face before she could react.
Mrs. Liu screamed like a pig being slaughtered and backed away repeatedly.
Blood dripped from the gaps between her tightly covered fingers.
Everyone in the room gasped.
Tan wanted to scratch her, but was stopped by Bao Suyun and Jin.
Finally, it was Old Yang's loud shout that finally calmed Tan down.
"If you keep trying, Meier will die!"
The old man yelled.
Tan froze for a moment, then rushed to the bed with disheveled hair, and cried on Yang Huamei.
Yang Huamei's eyes were closed tightly, the corners of her lips were blue, and her entire consciousness was blurred.
Soon, the bullock cart was hitched and covered with bedding.
Yang Hua'an and Yang Huaming took turns pulling the cart, followed by Lao Yangtou and Tan.
Before leaving, Mrs. Tan took Mrs. Liu with her.
"It was you who harmed Mei'er, come here and take care of me!"
Mrs. Liu cried and followed all the way to the town.
Yang Yongqing, Liu's three daughters, were all given to Bao Suyun and Jin's care.
…
In the restaurant.
Today's business is not as full as yesterday's.
But in the morning and during lunch time, there is still an endless stream of people.
The lobby was filled with people eating fast food and cooking.
Yang Ruoqing was sitting in the private room in the backyard, looking through the account books sent by the old accounting clerk.
What is recorded above is yesterday’s account.
The accounting method of this era was purely a descriptive record of columns of words.
Traditional Chinese characters are written vertically and from right to left.
It looks like she is as big as her head.
It took a lot of effort to finally sort out the results she wanted to know.
That is, just yesterday.
The restaurant's net profit is five taels of silver.
In other words, I made three taels of silver yesterday.
This kind of good situation cannot happen every day.
Under normal circumstances, it would be good to earn one or two taels of silver a day.
Counting in a month, the restaurant can earn about sixty taels in net profit.
This is after deducting the cost of ingredients.
After deducting the wages paid to them, we still end up with forty taels.
Forty taels of silver will be divided equally with the old Luo family.
Twenty taels per family!
Earn twenty taels of silver a month, my God!
Yang Ruoqing was so excited that she covered her mouth.
It is better to make more money by opening a restaurant, otherwise, just selling tofu, I don’t know how many pieces of tofu I have to make to earn twenty taels.
Luo Fengtang came in from outside.
Yang Ruoqing quickly waved to him and shared this good result with him.
There was also a pleasant smile on his face.
"It's really profitable," he said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, crossing her fingers under her chin.
His big bright eyes moved, thinking about his next plan.
"Can you help me calculate it? How much money will it cost to buy a piece of land and build a two-in-one courtyard from the beginning to the completion?"
she asked Luo Fengtang.
Their family renovated their house years ago, and they knew more about construction than she did.
Hearing her question, he really started to think carefully.
Soon, he gave her an approximate price.
"About forty taels of silver is enough to complete the empty house."
"For making furniture, the wood can be cut down in the mountains behind. It doesn't count."
"But the carpentry fees, as well as the craftsmen's food expenses during the process of building the house, would probably cost two taels if converted into silver."
"Buying land costs about eight taels."
"To put it all together, if the new house is completed, fifty taels of silver will have to be thrown out," he said.
Listening to his detailed and specific analysis, Yang Ruoqing had an idea.
Earn twenty taels of silver a month, and when you get the money a month later, you can start making preparations.
Build while making money. When the house is completed, you will have earned enough money to build the house.
"You can help me calculate again, if we start at the end of next month."
"How long did it take to complete the courtyard with two entrances and three wing rooms in the east and west?" she asked again.
He thought for a moment.
"It depends on the weather," he said.
"If there are many sunny days, it can be completed in two months."
"If it rains, it will have to be postponed, you can't tell," he said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Indeed.
This place is geographically far south, catching up with the first half of the year.
Around the Qingming Festival, there will be a period of rainy season.
"Qing'er, are you planning to build a new house?" Luo Fengtang asked immediately.
Yang Ruoqing nodded again.
"You know, the three rooms in my house were once used by my grandparents to keep miscellaneous items and keep cattle."
"There's not even a main room for dining and entertaining guests."
"My two younger brothers have grown up together. My cousin will also have to live here later. Building a house is imminent," she said.
Luo Fengtang agreed.
"It really needs to be built. When the time comes, choose a good, open area."
The two of them were discussing vigorously when there were sudden rapid footsteps outside.
Yang Huazhong broke in.
"Qing'er, I have to leave for a while and come over to talk to you and Tang Yazi."
The man said as he entered the door.
Yang Ruoqing asked: "Dad, where are you going in such a hurry?"
"Where's Yihechun Medical Center?" he said.
"Ah?" She was surprised and stood up.
"Dad, are you feeling unhappy?" she asked quickly.
Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, then said: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's not me, it's your sister-in-law."
"Just now your father sent your fourth uncle to report that your sister-in-law has vomited blood."
"I'm being treated in Yihechun right now. I have to go over and see what's going on!"
Yang Huazhong put down these words and left in a hurry.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other.
"It was fine yesterday, but she ate most of the food on the table by herself. Why is it not fine today?"
she asked in a murmur.
Luo Fengtang shook his head.
"Could it be that I ate too much and got a gastric ulcer and gastric bleeding?"
She said to herself.
"Not sure."
Luo Fengtang said.
Except for Qing'er, he had no interest in paying attention to matters of the opposite sex.
"Qing'er, let me go to the front to work first!"
He said hello and turned around and left the private room.
After lunch, we had a free period in the afternoon.
The cooks in the backyard put the meals for the people inside the restaurant on the table.
Over there, Yang Huazhong led Yang Huaan and Yang Hualin in.
Yang Hualin shouted that he was hungry when he entered the door.
Seeing that there was food on the table, Yang Huazhou and the others were sitting around the table. Yang Hualin's eyes lit up and he hurried over to sit down.
"Oh, I've been very tired this whole day!"
Yang Hualin said, grabbing the chopsticks and taking a bite of the food.
Yang Huazhou asked Yang Hualin: "What's going on with Mei'er?"
Yang Hualin said: "Vomiting and diarrhea..."
As soon as he said it, he noticed several strange eyes looking at him.
