Wenquxing didn't know what hot pot was, and it was very novel. He ran back to the hose with great enthusiasm and pulled Wang Chunfang to go with him.

Both of them were young masters at home and had never seen the "world". Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients, they couldn't help but buy some. When they got back, everyone except Xue Shenzhi had packed large bags and small bags, which was far beyond Shangzhi's expectations.

Wen Quxing said embarrassedly: "I saw that this is delicious and that is delicious. Before I knew it, I bought a lot."

Wang Chunfang looked surprised when she met Shang Zhi, her face fluttered and she smiled shyly.

Most of the things they bought were fresh fruits, vegetables, chickens, ducks, fish and meat. A few people couldn't finish them at all. They didn't say that they were not fresh, and they were particularly prone to breaking. However, the things they bought by Wang Chunfang and Wenquxing, and the money they paid by themselves. In their opinion, Xue Shenzhi and Shangzhi were not in good condition. They wanted to eat, so they naturally felt embarrassed to ask Shangzhi to pay for them. Therefore, Shangzhi didn't have much to say.

"It's okay, I can't finish it, so I pickle the vegetables." Shang Zhi suddenly remembered that there was only one big pot at home. It was Old Man Zhang who specially bought a big pot for making medicinal materials. Because he didn't make medicinal materials often, he used this pot to cook. "If you make hot pot, you have to buy a small pot."

Xue Shenzhi said in a warm voice: "A small pot costs 300 cents, and it is not cost-effective to make only one hot pot."

Shang Zhi didn't expect that the iron pot was so expensive, and said in surprise: "Isn't everyone in the village able to afford the iron pot?"

"Well, the family is better, I have already used iron pots, and the worse is that they are less expensive and save money to exchange for iron pots." As for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled farmers, they cannot use them.

Shang Zhi secretly smacked her tongue. She was able to live a good life quickly because of her skills. If it weren't for this, she would have to dig wild vegetables and chew the roots of the tree.

After thinking about it, Shang Zhi decided to buy the smallest iron pot. She is not old man Zhang, but only treats patients within a radius of ten miles of Xinghua Village. She also needs to make a large pot of medicinal materials, make pills and ointments, and a large pot. Some medicinal materials are toxic, and mixing them with a pot with food is inevitable for the health.

"You guys are waiting here, I'll buy a pot."

Shang Zhi put the things at their feet and hurried to the blacksmith shop. The strong man stood naked and burned iron by the stove, sweating profusely. Seeing Shang Zhi coming, he put the red iron into the water, and wiped the sweat with the towel on his shoulder, "Cheer, what do you need?"

Shang Zhi looked at the wooden board with a row of iron tools and knives, pointing to the few iron pots placed on the ground, "Brother, how do you sell this pot?"

"One or two in a large pot, six hundred and fifty cents in a medium pot, and three hundred and twenty cents in a small pot."

Shang Zhi smiled and said, "Brother, can this pot be cheaper? I only have 300 ounces, and I have to buy some food rations later. You think I'm cheaper, and I'll introduce you to the customer next time?" She was a little nervous. She was so bargained for the first time and couldn't get rid of the noodles.

"Miss, a pound of iron costs more than one hundred cents, and the smallest pot costs more than one pound of iron. I have to sell it to you at a cheap price, and I have to post a book." The strong man casually held a pot in front of Shangzhi, "There are two gaps missing in this iron pot, and you have to give it three hundred cents."

Shang Zhi quickly thought that it would cost more than 100 cents to buy a pound of iron, but the blacksmith would have a lot of supply and demand, and it would be much cheaper. If he had to make 300 cents, he would have to make a lot of money.

"Three hundred citations are too expensive. I sincerely want to buy them, and I am willing to spend three hundred citations. Who cares about twenty citations? If I have money, I will buy them. Brother, you can't sell this pot, right? You have to spend your energy to rebuild it. So, I'll give you two hundred and eighty ci?"

"Two hundred and ninety words."

Shang Zhi tied his eyebrows and was worried about whether to buy it. Then hesitated: "Brother, I didn't bring enough money today. I will buy it next time I have saved enough money." As he said that, he was about to leave.

Shang Zhi was telling the truth. This pot was placed for several months and no one bought it. Who cares about these dozens of quotations? He searched for money to buy it, and was willing to give up his money to buy a good pot, so he wanted to have a good meaning. It would be useless to rebuild it in the furnace. With this skill, he could create another pot.

When the strong man saw that Shang Zhi stopped buying it, he stopped her, "Okay, okay, two hundred and eight, just two hundred and eight, you can take it away!"

Shang Zhi looked happy and immediately asked for money and bought the iron pot for 280 cents.

I feel very accomplished!

The boss of the two hundred and eighty-cent iron shop is not a loss. He can earn a hundred and ten thousand.

She thanked the strong man with a smile, wishing him a prosperous business and happily returning to meet up.

Considering Wang Chunfang and Wenquxing, Shang Zhi rented a ox cart and returned to the village.

They didn't want money and moved the big bags to their homes, which made the neighbors jealous.

Just earn money by practicing medicine?

The neighbors saw Shang Zhi knowing medical skills and eating delicious food and drinking spicy food. They couldn't help but feel the thought of sending their kid to her to study medicine.

Shang Zhi didn't know, she was thinking about what dishes to cook. The pig's trotters were made into sauce, which took a long time. As soon as she entered the house, she instructed Wenquxing and Wang Chunfang to choose vegetables and wash vegetables.

Then quickly make a fire, put two pairs of pig's trotters on the fire, soak them in warm water, scrape them away with a blade, split a few pieces, put them in the pot and cook them with a wooden cover for half an hour.

Seeing that everyone was working, Xue Shenzhi sat in the yard and chopped firewood with one hand.

Shang Zhi wiped his hands clean, took the hatchet from his hand and drove him to the house, "There is enough firewood. Go to the kitchen and stare at the fire. I want to cut vegetables, don't cook the pot."

"Okay." Xue Shenzhi squatted in the kitchen and watched the fire, and spread the fire at the right time.

A few people cooperated and finished their work in half an hour.

Shang Zhi put the side dishes in a dustpan and placed them on the table. Then he asked Wen Quxing and Wang Chunfang to work together to build a simple stove with stones in the main hall, and then hot pot will be swept later.

"It's finally done!" Wen Quxing stretched his waist and stood up, his legs were sore and his arms were sore. He sat on a bench, "Cunhua, come in to the yard and bring firewood in."

Wang Chunfang had long been exhausted and collapsed on the ground, not wanting to move, "Why is it me again?"

"Who told you to eat more!"

Wang Chunfang was so upset that she could not refute her words, so she had to go to the yard to carry firewood into the house. The meat was fragrant, and Wang Chunfang and Wenquxing were instantly alive, with bright eyes staring at the big bowl of sauce-flavored pig's trotters held by Shang Zhi.

As soon as I put it on the table, I couldn't wait to hold the bowl, pick up chopsticks and pick up a piece of pig's hooves, and took a big bite.

The pork trotter rubber band cake is soft and smooth, and melts in the mouth. It tastes so delicious that it can't bear to vomit out the bones.

"It's crispy but not rotten, fat but not greasy, and the mouth is full of fragrance."

Wenquxing chewed pig's trotters while taking time to praise Shang Zhi's good cooking skills.

Wang Chunfang directly held the pig's trotter and chewed her head. After listening to Wen Quxing's words, he nodded without raising his head, "Mmmmm!" He agreed with his words very much.

Shangzhi is very happy that others like to eat what she cooks, so she will feel satisfied. She sets the heat and puts the prepared hot pot base on the stove. After the bottom of the pot boils, the fresh and spicy taste is savory. Shangzhi puts the meat in and cooks it, and then adds vegetables.

She stood up and saw Wen Quxing and Wang Chunfang holding the bowl, squatting on the ground, surrounding the stove, staring at the bottom of the pot for a moment and swallowing saliva.

The soap on the table was swept away, and only half of the fish head and tofu soup were left, and a small plate of cold dishes were left.

Shang Zhi looked at Xue Shenzhi in shock, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, "It is not convenient to eat hot pot on the table. They are surrounded by the stove, so they can cook it while cooking."

Wen Quxing was thick-skinned and said sweetly: "Sister Shang, you cooked so delicious. You have been busy all afternoon and your stomach is empty. Don't you think you buy too many vegetables? We can eat with your belly open."

"Okay! You love to eat, please pay enough!" Shang Zhi brought four small stools, just in a circle.

Wenquxing and Wang Chunfang had never eaten hot pot. They thought this way was fresh and had a great taste. They were so spicy that they were sweating profusely. They couldn't stop sucking in their mouths. When they were overeating, their mouths became spicy and red and swollen.

The two of them were holding their round belly and slumped on the earthen kang like a dead dog. Wen Quxing licked his hot lips, "It's so good. I haven't eaten such a delicious meal in a long time. But we don't usually eat that spicy food, and tomorrow I guess the chrysanthemums are gone."

Wang Chunfang clamped her butt and her face turned pale, "Does Sister Shang have any tea to make you angry?"

"Yes! I cooked a pot of chrysanthemum tea." Shang Zhi brought out the tea soup and gave them a bowl each.

Xue Shenzhi couldn't eat spicy food and didn't eat much. He held a tea bowl and drank a few sips. Shang Zhi sat beside him and asked, "How did the exam?"

Wen Quxing and Wang Chunfang looked serious, as if recalling Mr. Meng's face and were in a dull mood.

Xue Shenzhi said slowly: "It's okay."

Several people looked at each other and didn't talk about this again. Wang Chunfang changed the topic and said, "Sister Shang, the hot pot you made is so delicious, we have never seen it. It just so happened that I have a restaurant at home. Do you sell me the recipe?"

Shang Zhi pondered: "Hotpot is very suitable for your taste?"

Wenquxing said: "I still want to eat it after eating it."

"If the hot pot made in the restaurant has your skills, the business will definitely be good. I think it is the best for eating in cold weather." Wang Chunfang expressed his actual thoughts.

Shang Zhi smiled and said, "To be honest, I have a restaurant with Shenzhi, but I don't know if the diners will like this taste. I invite you to come and taste it. If you have a good response, I can promote it in the restaurant."

Wenquxing, Wang Chunfang: "..."

I was heartbroken, was it to invite them to make the test subject?

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It was already dark, and the two of them squeezed into Xue Shenzhi's house for a night.

The next day, Shang Zhi went to the town to buy medicine seedlings. Wenquxing and Wang Chunfang volunteered to go to the town together.

Xue Shenzhi was preparing to discuss with Qin Boyan to launch hot pot and also went to the town together.

Shang Zhi asked him to wait in the restaurant, and took Wang Chunfang and Wenquxing away, and did not buy all the seedlings until almost noon.

From a distance, I saw a woman sitting in front of Xue Shenzhi.

Wen Quxing recognized her at first glance, "Zhou Man? Why are she here to find Shen Zhi?"

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Wenquxing: Testimonials? Where is the promised love for classmates? I want to break up with you!

Wang Chunfang: OK, break up with friendship! (I ran to the other camp happily) Sister Shang, Wen Quxing broke up with you, and I will give him all his share in the future!

Wenquxing was angry and kicked him: Traitor!

Xiao Aico feels that the rhythm of writing can't stop, and it's another big fat chapter of three thousand words, (づ￣3￣)づ╭~~

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!