"Okay." Lin Xiaofu also thought it was good when he heard it.

It doesn't matter if you can sell a prescription, as long as the price is good, otherwise you can sell the ointment.

It's just that if the ointment is to be ready, it will involve the man, which is too suspicious.

"If someone is willing to buy the right to use the prescription, it should be more profitable."

Lin Xiaofu thought about it carefully and felt that it was safe and affordable to sell prescriptions.

"We don't just need to sell it to anyone, we give the prescription and let people dispense the medicine by themselves, isn't it more convenient to use? There is no restriction on selling medical halls and pharmacies, lest they take the prescription and treat it as their own exclusive secret recipe to monopolize it and make a lot of money. ”

Lin Xiaofu thought of a way to make money, so he muttered.

Zhao Zicheng naturally did not object when he heard it, if he could make money, why not?

While talking about how to make money selling ointment, the two of them marked the plots of land.

Enclosure land to grow tea, the land is reclaimed by the village, and the tea is planted by themselves.

Fortunately, the tea seedlings come from the village, and they are responsible for planting.

"I really don't understand, the village has reclaimed the land to produce tea seedlings, why do you insist on letting me plant it? There are also tea experts in the village. ”

Climbing the hillside, Lin Xiaofu wiped his sweat, looked back at the ground circled on the hillside, and didn't understand what the village meant.

"The village is an expert in growing tea, and the salary is very high, you can grow it yourself, and it doesn't cost a penny."

Zhao Zicheng smiled, but he understood very well.

"Everyone wants to make the most of their own profits and contribute the least effort, you let the village arrange people to reclaim the land, and the village will naturally let you grow tea."

"Alas, the village is really stingy, and it is not sympathetic to our orphans and widows at all, and it is impersonal."

Lin Xiaofu couldn't help sighing when he heard this, so he sat down on the hillside, and beckoned to Zhao Zicheng again: "Come over and let me see my shoulder, the wound hasn't cracked." ”

"It's okay, it's a little itchy, but I can bear it." Zhao Zicheng walked to Lin Xiaofu and sat down, looking at her with a side smile.

Wildflowers bloom on the hillsides in spring.

He and his little daughter-in-law sat here, the spring breeze was blowing warmly, and there was the smell of earth and flowers in the nose, which made people feel high.

Lin Xiaofu's hand was dirty, so he only dared to pull Zhao Zicheng's collar, looked at it, smelled it, and let go of his hand.

"Let's go back after inserting the bamboo strips, let the village measure the land again, let's just circle the land that can be planted, and the specific amount is not clear."

"The village is so scheming with us, let's not suffer, and then plant a little crop in the tea field, if there is a harvest, it will also be profitable."

Lin Xiaofu leaned on Zhao Zicheng's shoulder, looked into the distance, under the hillside was their river bay, and he could see the long river in front of him, but he didn't see her home and his house.

It's okay like this, it's quiet even if you can't see it.

After sitting for a while, the two of them continued to work, walked a few places, and by the time they were done, it was already noon, and their stomachs were grumbling with hunger.

"Let's go home." Lin Xiaofu touched his stomach and looked at Zhao Zicheng with a bitter expression.

"Do you want me to carry you?"

Zhao Zicheng looked at the little daughter-in-law who was holding her stomach and bending over with weakness, thinking that it was better to carry her and walk faster.

"No, if the injury on your shoulder cracks again, it will only delay your work and make money even more."

Lin Xiaofu hurriedly shook his head and refused.

A vigorous husband and an injured husband, fools know how to choose.

Seeing her insistence, Zhao Zicheng smiled, put his arm around her waist with his other hand, lifted her halfway to the ground, and strode down the mountain.

"Ahh Huh? It's okay! ”

Lin Xiaofu's feet did not touch the ground, and he was caught by the man's long arm and walked down, and there was wind under his feet, and he suddenly shouted in surprise and surprise.