She was saved by this pill to replenish her life, but now she relies on this pill to make her first pot of gold.
The doctor who saved the person couldn't think of it. Will he sneer when he thought about it? It's a pity that he won't see him again and there is no chance.
Xue Qing's mouth bent.
When Yang Jingchang saw the boy laughing, he felt that everyone in the world loved money, but then he saw the sadness in the boy's eyes, and then he put away the thought again. The smile should have been because he remembered someone related to the prescription, and the memory was not very pleasant.
Thinking of the deceased father?
Yang Jingchang coughed lightly.
"If Mr. Xue is not satisfied with the price, you can..." he said.
Before he could finish his words, Xue Qing nodded.
"The price is already good. After all, this is just a prescription. I don't know how to use it or not. It's all for you to consider whether it's right or wrong." She said, stretching out her hand and brushing her sleeves, "I'll write it for you."
Yang Jingchang looked at her for a moment, and the young man looked calm without making any false statements.
"Young Master Xue is indeed literate." He smiled.
This is a topic that was mentioned a few days ago. At that time, he felt that these young boys were not ordinary people's words and deeds, and only those who have read books could be well-behaved and quiet.
Xue Qing also smiled and looked inside the room.
"It's just that I don't have pen, ink, paper and inkstone here." She said.
Yang Jingchang smiled and opened the medicine box, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the doctor wrote the prescription and carried it with him.
Xue Qing picked up the brush and dipped it ink, thinking that he could write brushes. Otherwise, he would have become illiterate in ancient times, and he never left the brush to write. It was the only way to satisfy his grandfather's wish. He was just used to nourish his spirit and did not become a calligrapher.
She was so excited that she could disperse her, picked up her pen and wrote, and just finished writing a few words, she heard Yang Jingchang next to her scream.
"Good words," he said, pausing for another moment, "but I haven't seen the font before."
Haven't you seen it before? Xue Qing smiled. There was probably no Mi Fu here. This prescription is very simple. There are only two medicines. The rest is how to take it.
"I have internal injuries... I have weak physical condition, so I use tea and wine to mix it with rice and press it with rice." She said, "It is said that pills can also be made, but I don't know what to add."
Yang Jingchang took it and nodded while looking at the words written by Xue Qing.
"I know, I will think about it myself." He said, put the prescription in the medicine box, stood up and said goodbye, and refused Xue Qing's delivery.
Xue Qing didn't insist either.
Yang Jingchang couldn't help but look at him again while walking.
"Young Master Xue is very calm and composed." He couldn't help but say.
Xue Qing smiled, not flattered by his sudden praise.
"It is worth buying a prescription for Dr. Yang's words, which are worth more than money," she said.
Yang Jingchang laughed.
"You kid is interesting," he said, because he was worried about trying out the new drug and no longer rushed.
Xue Qing stood at the door and watched.
Sometimes one sentence and one cognition are more important than money.
If she just wants money, it is not a difficult thing for her. The difficulty is that she lived in this ancient times. Since she had to live in the world, she had to be involved in the world, and she had to deal with people, so she needed relationships.
Relationships cannot be bought with money. As the pillar of the adult family, she needs to consider these issues.
"Young Master." Nuannuan saw Dr. Yang leaving outside the door, and hurriedly waved to Xue Qing, "Come and catch the sheep."
Xue Qing responded and walked over and squatted down to play with Nuannuan.
Xue's mother Cui and Sister Song came over to see this scene.
"Doctor Yang is gone?" Cui asked.
Xue Qing nodded and threw the sheep high, without looking back.
Sister Song laughed.
"Are still a child," she said.
Why didn’t I go to see Doctor Yang this time? Doctor Yang cannot offend him and must win him over. Cui thought, but as Sister Song said, he is still a child. Let him go. I will thank the doctor more in the future.
"Don't squat under the sun, be dizzy." She reminded, and Xue Qing nodded.
The thrown sheep's crutch was shining and was flying in Xue Qing's slender palms and backs.
………
Spring is better than one day, and walking on the road is a bit dazzling.
Zhang Liantang pulled out the folding fan from his waist and opened it to cover his head. The gate of the Guo family had already walked in front of him.
When they saw him sitting or standing there, they would greet him one after another, and they would take the initiative to guide him.
Zhang Liantang refused.
"I'll get in from there," he said.
The three brothers of the Guo family live together, on the left, center and right. Mr. Guo's house is on the left, but in fact he passes closer from the middle of the hall.
"Young Master Liantang, the master hasn't come back yet, don't be afraid." A doorman said with a smile.
This young master of the Zhang family is not as gentle as a gentleman, but is also a famous naughty child in the city, so he has a good relationship with Mr. Zi'an Ziqian. Now, Mr. Zi'an Ziqian has something to do and is punished. I think the young master of the Zhang family doesn't want to see Mr. Guo, so as not to be implicated by Mr. Zi'an Ziqian.
Zhang Liantang pointed at him with a folding fan.
"Naughty." He said, "I only have joy when I see Uncle Guo."
After saying that, he passed by staggeringly.
He did not tell lies. In the past, he always came into the middle hall. The last time he happened to walk to the side door of the yard, and this time he was...
As soon as I walked into the alley, I heard the noise of a child coming from the gate of the courtyard.
"Brother Qingzi is here."
Zhang Liantang pulled the folding fan in his hand and stepped in. He saw Xue Qing, a group of radish-headed children, running with the ball. The children had no rules and had short legs running around and stumbled under their feet. It was hard for Xue Qing not to be tripped.
Xue Qing played with the children for a while and then went out the door, but this time he kicked the ball to the children and was called out when they wanted to leave.
"Xue Qing."
Xue Qing had actually seen Zhang Liantang, but everyone didn't know each other, so there was no need to be polite, but the other party took the initiative to call her and couldn't ignore it.
She tidied up her long gown and walked over, crossed her hands to salute.
"Hello," she said.
Usually when you meet, you call him Mr. XX. This is the first time you have heard it, and it is interesting.
"My surname is Zhang, and my courtesy name is Liantang." Zhang Liantang said with a smile.
"Young Master Liantang." Xue Qing said again.
Zhang Liantang looked at him for a moment.
"You don't recognize me," he said.
Xue Qing nodded. She has been here for a short time... My deity Xue Qing has not been long and does not interact with others.
Zhang Liantang smiled.
"I'm from the Zhang family in Dalinfang." He continued.
Xue Qing nodded again. Although she was walking around the street and listening to gossip, she did not conduct in-depth research. She could not understand the customs, people, and gentry here in such a short time.
"Don't you know which Zhang family is?" Zhang Liantang smiled.
"I will inquire." Xue Qing said, without denying or panic.
Zhang Liantang smiled while shaking the fan.
"Actually, it's nothing if you don't know about this." He said, leaning forward slightly, "You just need to know that I am with Zian Ziqian."
Xue Qing looked at him and said.
Zhang Liantang's face was calm.
"Since I am going to be with them, I will bully you and avenge them." He said, retracting the folding fan.
The young boy in front of him was not panicked, but just shook his head.
"You are not familiar with me." Xue Qing said.
What does this mean? Zhang Liantang looked at him.
The young man had a thin layer of sweat on his face because he had just run. He shone under the sunlight and his face was a little childish, but he did not shrink, nor was he afraid.
"If you know me, you will be kind to me. Naturally, you won't bully me for their disagreement." Xue Qing said.
Zhang Liantang was stunned.
"Why?" he asked subconsciously without reacting.
The young boy looked calm, serious and not stern.
"Because I'm fine, you'll like me," she said.
Zhang Liantang stared at her and pointed at her.
Chapter completed!