Chapter 11： 1 bowl of braised pork

Ouch, the annoying little ancestor finally stopped crying.

The old shopkeeper wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, took a few deep breaths, and finally eased up from his entangled and restless mood.

"Would you like a bank note or cash?"

Fearing that Su Hu and his wife would go back on their word, he hurriedly greeted the clerk, took the ginseng away, and witnessed it being put into a special white jade box with his own eyes, so he was in the mood to ask about the settlement method.

"Current silver."

Li Xiu'e came back to her senses first, thought for a moment, and asked hesitantly: "Can I trouble you to exchange all the five hundred taels of silver into light pieces of silver, so that you can carry them separately?"

"No problem, please wait a moment, the old man ordered someone to weigh the broken silver for you."

Kong Shantang is a century-old brand with strong strength, let alone five hundred taels of silver, even five thousand taels can be given out at any time.

"Thank you shopkeeper."

Li Xiu'e quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She and her husband stuffed the five hundred taels of silver into their close-fitting underwear pockets respectively, which were not so conspicuous, to prevent outsiders from coveting, and to be easily accessible.

"Big brother, I have an unfeeling request. In the future, if you find good-quality ginseng and want to sell it, can you consider our Kong Shantang first?"

The old shopkeeper ordered his assistants to fetch the broken silver and handed it to the couple to pack properly. Before sending them out of the gate, his eyeballs rolled and showed shrewd light again.

"In terms of price, I can guarantee that you will never be deceived, and you will not suffer."

"Can."

Su Hu has already been blinded by five hundred taels of silver, he walks lightly, and his heart is pounding with excitement, how can he not agree.

"It's so good. The old man's surname is Ma. I look forward to seeing you two again."

The old shopkeeper didn't feel the pain completely dissipated until now, and politely sent the family out of the gate: "Next time you two come back, just go directly to the inner hall to find the old man, there is no need to report."

"Okay, thanks to the shopkeeper Ma, please stay."

Su Hu bowed his hands politely, dragged his family and left Kong Shantang.

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With five hundred taels of silver in his pocket, Su Hu couldn't help but feel that he was also a rich man, and he walked with wind and his back was straight.

Holding his daughter with one hand and his son with the other, when passing by a well-known restaurant in Furong Town, he subconsciously stopped, hesitating whether to go in for dinner.

"Father, don't expose your wealth. There are many thieves on the street, so be careful."

Li Xiu'e saw his thoughts, tugged at his sleeves, and whispered a reminder.

"That's right, I was careless."

One sentence was like enlightenment, sobering up Su Hu's feverish head a lot, his old face blushed, and he changed the subject in an embarrassing way: "Thanks to Sister Yu for coming here today, otherwise we wouldn't be able to sell so much money."

Li Xiu'e's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and she tightly hugged the baby girl's arms: "No, Sister Yu is really a lucky baby bestowed on us by the heavens, so we need to be more kind to Sister Yu."

"Ha ha."

Su Hu was in an uplifted mood, and suddenly he was full of pride: "Go, there is a small restaurant in front, take the children to have a good meal, delicacies from mountains and seas can't be eaten, braised pork is enough."

"Hehe, that's all you have to offer. A bowl of braised pork will look good on you." Li Xiu'e smiled from ear to ear.

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The family came to the small restaurant and found a suitable place to sit down. Sure enough, Su Hu ordered a large bowl of braised pork, plus two hot dishes, four bowls of rice, and a bowl of lukewarm millet porridge.

Seeing the two children devouring their food, mouth full of oil, he felt sad and happy, and secretly made up his mind that he must let his wife and children live a good life, and he would never be able to settle for mediocrity and muddle along like before.