Xiao Yishan saw his strange expression but didn't ask what he understood.
When Ding Er saw Xiao Qinghe carrying a pot of medicinal mud toothpaste to the yard, he stepped out, took a pot, paid twelve cents, and left.
Li Rong'er, curious, approached and asked in confusion, "Fourth young Master, what is this ..."
Xiao Qinghe explained, "It's toothpaste made from a medicinal paste ... developed by my wife, Qingyue, for cleaning teeth. One tablespoon costs two cents, five tablespoons fill a pot, which is eight cents for the medicine money, plus four cents for the pot itself. In total, twelve cents."
"Oh," Li Rong'er nodded, thinking to herself that Su Qingyue really was capable and knew how to make money.
In one morning, she had seen quite a few people come to buy the medicine.
It seemed that even if the Xiao Family owned no fields, they would not have a hard life just by selling medicinal mud toothpaste.
