Qingshu's due date is on the 27th day of the first lunar month, but on this day everyone is on high alert, but the mother herself is like nothing else.

An An wanted to step forward to help Qingshu, but she brushed it away: "I'm fine, I can leave by myself."

Looking at her walking leisurely, An An smiled and said, "Sister, why don't you look nervous at all?"

"Can you avoid being nervous?"

An An shook her head.

"Since you can't, why should you be nervous? And I had a premonition that this child would push him back, so there would be no movement today."

On this day, Fu Jingen came back early, and then the steps were An An with Qingshu's side. In the middle of the night, Qingshu called him, and Fu Jingen got up nervously: "Are you going to give birth? Stable..."

Before he could finish calling, Qingshu interrupted her: "No, I just want to go to the toilet. You can get out of here and I'm going to get up."

Despite Qingshu's objection, Fu Jingen insisted on helping her to the clean room. When Qingshu squatted down, he listened carefully with his ears on his side.

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." He wouldn't say something he thought of just now, saying that a pregnant woman accidentally gave birth to her child in the toilet while using the toilet. If she had to say it, she wouldn't be laughed at.

Qingshu's sleep was particularly good since she became pregnant. She climbed into the bed for a while and fell asleep. Fu Jingen confirmed that she was really asleep, so she carefully blew out the candle.

Fu Jingen tensed his nerves in the next two days, and he would be awakened by a little movement. But every time he woke up, he would sleep soundly when he saw Qingshu.

I haven't had a good rest for several days and my mental state is very poor.

When Taisun saw Fu Jingen's thick dark circles, he couldn't help but laugh: "If your wife doesn't give birth, I guess you have to fall down first."

"Go and have some rest, I'll call you again if you have something to do."

Fu Jingen went to the side hall next to him, leaned against the soft collapse and spoke to the grandson's confidant eunuch Yuanbao, and said, "If someone comes to deliver a letter from my family, you must wake me up quickly."

"I know that Lord Fu will not delay your affairs."

After waking up, Fu Jingen's first sentence was: "Did my family send a letter?"

Yuanbao said with a smile: "No, if your family had sent a letter, I would have woken you up long ago."

Fu Jingen was in a very complicated mood. He wanted Qingshu to have a child as soon as possible so that he would not have to worry every day; but he was also afraid that Qingshu would give birth because it was too painful to have a child.

When he got home, Fu Jingen touched her belly and said with a smile: "This child will definitely be a chronic man in the future."

Qingshu also agreed with this: "Yes, everyone is anxious and she is slow. Today, grandma and godmother have come here and I have been talking to me for a long time before going back."

As the second day approached noon, Feng Xiaoyu came to visit her again: "It's the first day of the second month today, and it's four days after the due date. Why haven't there any movement yet?"

Qingshu smiled and said, "It's okay, some children are born after the due date of more than ten days! It's only four days, so we're not in a hurry."

Seeing her like this, Feng Xiaoyu said, "We are all worried, you are fine. This child will definitely be like you in the future, and he will not be too anxious or slow in doing anything."

Qingshu chuckled, then gently stroked her stomach: "It's pretty good like me."

At this moment, Chuntao lifted the curtain and walked in: "Madam, Shopkeeper Xiao is here. I see that his face is full of redness, and it should be a happy event."

When Qingshu saw the joyful look on the shopkeeper Xiao, he couldn't help but ask, "You won't tell me that the pickles in the shop have been sold out again, right?"

Manager Xiao nodded and said, "Yes, my wife, all the pickles in the shop have been sold out. I'm here to pick up the goods this time."

Qingshu said with a look of surprise: "Didn't I say if someone buys it to treat the disease and doesn't sell it, don't you do what I said?"

Manager Xiao smiled and said, "Madam, I have asked every person who comes to buy pickles, and I will not sell them for those who buy them to treat them. But those who come to pickles say that some people at home have a bad appetite and want to buy some to try it, so I sold them."

Feng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Not to say, your pickles are really appetizing, especially spicy sauce. As long as you like spicy food, you will fall in love with it after eating it."

If you don’t have an appetite, you will get an appetite immediately.

If Qingshu knew what she was thinking, she would definitely say she was thinking too much. She was bitter in summer every year and nothing she had eaten was useless.

Qingshu frowned and said, "From tomorrow, only ten jars a day, each person can only buy one jar."

Manager Xiao was stunned. He still couldn't make any money.

Feng Xiaoyu was very funny: "I am worried that I can't sell things, why haven't you sold them yet? If you don't sell things, what are you doing when you open a store?"

Qingshu explained: "I have sold half of the pickles, only half of them left. I can't make pickles now. If I sell them out now, the store will not be closed."

Feng Xiaoyu laughed: "Why didn't you do more at the beginning?"

"I originally thought it would be good to sell three or five jars a day. Who would have thought that everyone would follow the trend because of your sister-in-law's affairs? In fact, this pickle is really not that powerful, it's just a dish."

Feng Xiaoyu was so happy: "Of course I know it's just a dish, but everyone likes it! I think you have to take two apprentices as soon as possible. If you teach them, you won't have to work so hard."

Qingshu shook his head and said, "I don't know how to teach you."

This pickle recipe was developed after six years in her previous life, so how could she teach her casually? Some people have asked her for a recipe over the years, but they just didn't give it any.

Feng Xiaoyu felt stupid as soon as he said it. How could such a recipe be taught to outsiders casually? If the other party betrays her, wouldn’t she have an extra stage to fight?

"There are only ten jars per day, and your pickles will be stolen."

Qingshu has no choice.

After thinking for a while, Qingshu said, "It seems that I have to make half a pound of jars next time I make sauce. Each person can only buy one jar. It won't be possible to snatch it like this."

Feng Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "You are pregnant now and it's hard to make pickles. After giving birth, you'll sell more!"

Qingshu shook his head and said, "I will be busy with school affairs after giving birth. How can I have so much time to make pickles?"

It is important for her to make money, but the most important thing is to start the school well. Only when the school is well run can you feel a sense of accomplishment.

At noon the next day, Taisun and Fu Jingen said: "Jingen, your wife can sell flowers even if she sells pickles."

Fu Jingen:...

The grandson smiled and said, "Your wife's pickle shop has a new rule. You only sell ten jars of pickle vegetables a day. After selling it, it's gone. If you want to buy it, you have to hurry up the next day."

Yesterday, Qingshu did not tell Fu Jingen about this, so he didn't know: "Your Highness, how did you know about this?"

"I asked me to go to your shop to buy mushroom sauce, and then I didn't buy it when I went late." Taisun said with a smile: "Not to say, the pickles made by your wife are really unique. When I have no appetite, I will get better after eating a little bit of appetite."

Fu Jingen smiled and said, "If it is not delicious, the Duke of the State will not be far away and send pickles to the border town."

When I said this, the pride on my face could not be concealed.

After showing off, Fu Jingen said, "Taisun, you want to eat it. In the future, I will tell you that, I will bring it to you directly."
Chapter completed!