Old Mrs. Song hesitated for a moment before waving her hand, "Forget it, we'll give it to him next time. His life is always better than the common people's."
The housekeeper chuckled.
Old Mrs. Song said, "Why? Was I wrong?"
"No, you were right," replied the housekeeper.
Old Mrs. Song continued, "These days, Xian keeps going to the Official Medicine Bureau. Liangchen won't keep the things he sends by himself; he'll definitely share them with everyone. Maybe Xian will get to eat some."
Only the master would go to such lengths to eat his own snacks, the housekeeper thought, unable to suppress a smile.
Old Mrs. Song was not wrong. The Official Medicine Bureau in Zhenzhou was bustling at this moment.
Xu Tingzhen, after adjusting the formula, began to make finished medicine at the Official Medicine Bureau.
