Su Qingyue looked at it and put it in her sleeve pocket.
"Qingyue, I really don't know what great fortune has befallen me to be able to call you a friend!" said Tao Meijiao enthusiastically as she held her hand. Setting aside the fact that Qingyue once saved the owner of the world's number one estate, just by virtue of her medical skill and intelligence, being friends with her was truly a tremendous honor.
"Well, let's talk about today's business." Su Qingyue opened the large cloth bag on the side of the chair, took out a strip of maroon-colored dried vegetables, and handed it to her, "The dish that will save your Tao family's restaurant is here."
Tao Meijiao looked at the dried vegetables, "Is this dried fern? I heard you've brought in tens of thousands of jin of fresh ferns some time ago."
"To be precise, it's fifty thousand jin of fresh ferns, and there are ten thousand jin when dried."
