Indeed, this is the child’s intention, and we cannot let him down.

Zhao Youcai reached out to take the bowl, drank the fish and shrimp soup in the bowl, and burped loudly.

Seeing this, Zhao Dahu brought out another earthenware jar.

"What is this?" Zhao Youcai suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Pork liver soup." Zhao Dahu replied, "It's the best for nourishing blood and body. Dad is injured now, he should drink some."

As he spoke, he had already served a bowl and handed it to Zhao Youcai again.

Zhao Youcai looked at the full bowl of soup and suddenly felt a little stressed.

"What a filial child!" Seeing that Zhao Youcai was slow to react, Mrs. Lu scolded him and took the bowl.

"But my lady..." Zhao Youcai looked embarrassed.

He really couldn't drink any more!

"If you don't drink it, won't it disappoint the child?" Mrs. Lu's face was full of warning, and she simply brought the bowl to Zhao Youcai's mouth.

Zhao Youcai hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind to drink the full bowl of filial piety.

After drinking it, there was another loud burp.

Seeing this, Zhao Dahu immediately left the house again.

"What are you going to do now?" Zhao Youcai was shocked. "Is there any more soup?"

"How can I stew so much soup? It's not soup." Zhao Dahu chuckled.

That's good.

Zhao Youcai immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

If I had another bowl of soup, it would be the end of me!
Zhao Dahu brought over a steaming clay pot and opened the lid. "This is the pork ribs pot I made for Dad. It's also one of the best dishes sold in Buyun Tower these days. Dad, come and try it."

Zhao Youcai, "..."

I have to say, this filial piety is so overflowing!
It is said that children are a warm and cozy support to their parents, and now it seems that they are indeed true.

Even though it’s summer…

After several days of careful diagnosis and continuous care by Yin Lingyou, Zhao Youcai's leg injury gradually improved and the wound showed signs of healing.

If you continue like this, you will probably recover faster than expected.

The Lu family all breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Mingyue also felt relieved.

The sale of vermicelli for Zhaojiazhuang is still ongoing.

Because Zhaojiazhuang's vermicelli is finely crafted, tastes great, and is reasonably priced, it has gradually gained a certain reputation throughout Jinqiu County.

Many people have gradually come to recognize the vermicelli produced in Zhaojiazhuang, and when they buy vermicelli they only buy the one produced in Zhaojiazhuang.

At the suggestion of Zhao Lizheng, Zhao Sanlin simply rented a small shop on the street in Jinqiu County and sold vermicelli there with the villagers.

Discounts are available for large quantities, wholesale can be discussed in detail, and franchising can be consulted.

Those who come to buy vermicelli for the hot and sour noodle making technique still go to Xia Mingyue to learn the making technique of hot and sour noodle.

In order not to disturb Zhao Youcai who was recuperating at home, Xia Mingyue changed the location of teaching how to make hot and sour noodles to Zhao Sanlin's vermicelli shop.

This is more convenient and also serves to promote Zhao Ji Vermicelli Shop. The person who teaches the skill of making hot and sour noodles is still the outstanding student who learned to make hot and sour noodles from Xia Mingyue before.

Xia Mingyue paid him a considerable amount of money as compensation for his teaching.

She goes to the vermicelli shop every day to check and supervise.

That day, Xia Mingyue had just returned from the vermicelli shop when Cen Ying came to visit her.

"Mrs. Cen, are you going to confirm the quantity of starch sausages needed for tomorrow's stall?" Xia Mingyue said with a smile, "You seem to have come earlier today than usual."

"It is true that we came earlier than usual, but it is not because of the quantity of starch sausages." Cen Ying bowed and said, "but we need to inform Madam Xia that we will no longer sell starch sausages at the stall from tomorrow."

Xia Mingyue was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is Madam Cen leaving now?"

"That's right. We need to deal with some things." Cen Ying said, "We probably won't be back in the short term, so we think we need to talk to Madam Xia about it."

"Since you have important matters to attend to, I can only wish Madam Cen all the best and a safe journey." Xia Mingyue said earnestly, and even blessed Cen Ying.

"Thank you, Madam Xia." Cen Ying bowed again, "I won't disturb you from your busy schedule. I'll take my leave first."

"Madam Cen, please take care."

Xia Mingyue sent Cen Ying to the door, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If there is a chance in the future, please come back often, Madam Cen."

During this period of time together, although we didn't chat much with each other, our understanding of each other was not very deep.

But Cen Ying was decisive and straightforward, and Xia Mingyue felt an inexplicable sense of comfort in getting along with him.

These words, “come back often,” are from the heart.

Upon hearing this, Cen Ying's expression slightly changed, and she bowed to Xia Mingyue in a proper manner, "Definitely."

"Okay." Xia Mingyue nodded, her eyes curved with a smile.

After Xia Mingyue went back, Cen Ying entered the yard.

In the yard, Xu Chong was sitting on a stool with a sullen face.

"Why are you still here?" Cen Ying frowned, "Hurry up and pack your things. We have to leave later this night."

"I won't leave!" Xu Chong shouted angrily, "You guys can go wherever you want, but I want to stay here and continue to run my stall and sell my starch sausages!"

He had mastered the skill of frying starch sausage with great difficulty and it reached the pinnacle. Everyone who had eaten his fried starch sausage would praise it.

Nowadays, those who patronize the starch sausage stall are all repeat customers, and the net profit every day has exceeded one hundred dollars!
He has already begun to fantasize about increasing the daily purchase and sales volume of starch sausages, striving to make a net profit of more than two hundred dollars per day from the sales of starch sausages within the next month.

In this way, he could earn six taels of silver every month, which is seventy-two taels a year.

By then, he will expand the starch sausage business to Changzhou Prefecture and even to the capital. In this way, he can earn a lot of money!
His business was about to start, but now he was told that he had to leave Jinqiu County and say goodbye to his starch sausage stall...

Who can accept this?
Anyway, he can't accept it!
"Don't be silly!" Cen Ying frowned even deeper.

"I'm not kidding." Xu Chong was still angry.

He is serious about his feelings for starch intestines!

"Anyway, I want my starch sausage stall!" Xu Chong still gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

Cen Ying frowned and thought about it again and again. After a while, she said, "It won't be too late for you to set up your sausage stall after you finish your business, young master."

"Really?" Xu Chong was a little incredulous. "After I'm done with this, will you really agree to let me continue the starch sausage business?"

"Of course." Cen Ying said, "Maybe you will be allowed to expand your starch sausage business to the capital, and to other places. Only then can it be truly called a business." (End of this chapter)