The storm in Zuozhuang Town about Nasu Doctor's conspiracy with others to plead the silver for Dian's mutton shop was surprisingly reported for three days, and it was suddenly broken by a piece of news, and turned the finger to the Dian's mutton shop.

With a crisp "clang", a few tea cups of white embryos in Qing kilns fell down in response to the sound, and they broke into countless fine pieces of slag on the ground, which was extremely white and dazzling.

"In other words, everyone in the town is rumored that everything was caused by our Dian's mutton shop?" The Dian Dong family looked at the shop manager in front of him with anger and asked angrily: "Why are they wearing such rumors? My Dian's mutton shop, are you so worried about being able to hold on?"

The shop manager lowered his head and waited until the Dian Dong family had almost scolded him, and then he whispered: "Boss, now the rumor among the people is that if the old woman is really sick as the witch doctor said, and was cured by the Su medical medicine, it would be that there was a problem with the food in the shop, which led to the old woman's abdominal pain... And the Su medical doctor had such an identity and helped her, and was unwilling to embarrass our shop... Then he said that the old woman had some diseases, and she prescribed a prescription to cure her... It also made our shop famous! But..."

"But now, the people say that our Dian family does not know how to repay kindness, and they still snatch and bite their benefactors everywhere?" The Dian Dong family looked at the shop manager with a sneer on his face. Seeing that his head was already hanging so much that it could no longer be hung, he suddenly burst into anger and shouted in his heart: "These fools!! They are all fools!!"

The shop manager did not dare to say anything, and quietly looked at the broken porcelain on the ground.

"What is the identity of Doctor Su? Haven't you found it yet?" The Dian Dongjia, who had vented for a while and calmed down, suddenly thought of this matter and turned his head to the shop manager and asked, "Have you asked the city guardian?"

"I asked!" The shop manager nodded quickly and said, "It cost 100 taels of silver... the city guard said that the sign that the Su Doctor took out was from General Zhenyuan's Mansion."

"General Zhenyuan Mansion? From Yucheng?" Dian Dongjia was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be surprised.

"Yes, the boss is the brand of the General's Mansion in Yucheng!" The shop manager nodded quickly and said, "I also asked the general of the city guarding. He said that the brand was not an ordinary brand, but a brand with golden armor and bird patterns... It's not something that ordinary people can get."

Dian Dongjia frowned: "Golden armor bird pattern? The top five brands?"

The shop manager nodded with a serious look on his face: "Boss, that Su Doctor is not a very young man. If you can get this brand, you must not be an ordinary identity in the General's Mansion... At her age, it is very likely that she is a lady in the General's Mansion..."

"Miss from the General's Mansion?" Dian Dong's face suddenly became serious and he began to think in a low voice.

"Boss, we can't afford to offend this Su Doctor." The shop manager looked at the Dian Dong's house carefully and whispered: "The old woman is now recovered. When she heard that Su Doctor left, they also started to pack up their things...Boss, look... Do you want to clean them up at night?"

"Treasure them?" When Dian Dongjia heard this, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of cruel chills: "Dare to ruin my reputation for years of hardship. They cheated money and wanted to leave so easily? I won't be satisfied with it after a beating!"

"What do you mean by the boss?" The manager of the shop suddenly shook.

"I don't want to see them again, nor do I want to hear from them again." The Dian Dong family looked like you know. After watching the shop manager nodded with emotion, he then vomited a breath of turbid air in his heart. After thinking about it, he said, "The Su Doctor... just let her leave! Since she is the lady of the General's Mansion, she will probably just be happy to have a good reputation and get married in the future... Since that's the case, we will help you! Maybe, you can still sell it in the future!"

The shop manager looked at the Dian Dongjia with a puzzled look, not understanding what he meant.

"Go, copy the portrait of the Su Doctor Miss, and then send it some more..." The Dian Dongjia seemed to think of something interesting and ordered the shop manager: "Just say, this is a noble Su Doctor, with excellent medical skills, and can cure the symptoms of the witch doctor who is really bad..."

"Boss?!" The shop manager couldn't help but look up at Dian Dongjia in shock when he heard this. He looked at him with his eyebrows and looked at his expression, and quickly asked, "Boss, aren't you saying this to cause trouble for the Su Doctor Miss? If this is spread, those witch doctors will not have any good looks to her..."

"Since that Miss Su is so capable, are you still afraid of being shattered by the witch doctor?" Dian Dongjia sneered and said to the shop manager repeatedly, as if he had already imagined the grand occasion of Shu Ying being scolded by someone pointing at the nose, and couldn't help laughing.

The shop manager retreated from the room. Thinking of the instructions from the Dian Dong family, his eyebrows frowned. After a while, he went to find the middle-aged painter again and asked him to continue copying Shu Qiong's portrait.

Two days passed after this copying.

On another day, when the middle-aged painter took the drawings to the Dian shop to submit a job, he suddenly met a few rash men on the road. He didn't pay attention for a moment and ran into one of them.

"Ah! My drawing!" The middle-aged painter was knocked down to the ground. The first thing he reacted in his heart was: There is no problem with the drawing!

The brutal man who was hit frowned slightly and looked at the middle-aged painter with some displeasure. He was about to start cursing, but his eyes fell on the portrait scattered on the ground. His eyes were slightly surprised and rushed to one of the drawings in two steps. He stopped in place and looked at it, then bent down and picked up the portrait...

"This...who is the woman in this portrait?" The rash man endured the excitement and excitement in his heart and asked the middle-aged painter who was still sitting on the ground: "Do you know where the person in this portrait is now?"

The middle-aged painter was stunned for several moments, as if he hadn't come back to his senses at all. After a while, one of the rash men pushed him, he instantly woke up: "This person in the portrait, after seeing an old woman a few days ago, took the person out of our town. We don't know where he went..."

"Treat an old woman? Is she a witch doctor?" The reckless man's tone came in a hurry again, and he asked again as he looked at the middle-aged painter.
Chapter completed!