Ying Bao looked her over and pointed at the stool on the opposite side of the table: "I'll go and he'll check my pulse."
Dongmei followed the instructions and walked east, stretching out her legs and wrists.
Yingbao felt her pulse, looked at her complexion, and asked, "Does she have lochia?"
Dongmei shook her head, "It feels so refreshing to be gone."
Yingbao spread out the paper and wrote the prescription: "He will give me another medicine and I will take it for a few days to strengthen it. My body is weak and I need to take good care of myself."
"Is that what the young doctor said?" Mrs. Zhang said aside: "I would like to thank the young doctor for curing his daughter. Then, can Wugen Shui sell you Fu to us again?"
She just asked the shopkeeper at the front, and it turned out that he said there was no rootless water.
Ying Bao glanced at her and said, "Of course, we need that water for decoction." It seems that the Pupil Spring is indeed useful.
After writing the prescription, he handed it to Zhang and his daughter and asked them to wait in the front shop. Yingbao went to the kitchen and poured the Pupil Spring into a dried rice cake.
Erni ran over and asked: "Yingbao, the female patient asked you to buy rootless water, I..."
Looking down, the little cousin pointed to a water jar on the ground: "Take it, then it will be rootless water."
Erni picked up the water jar and looked at the big water jar again, feeling guilty for no reason.
Two days later, all the homemade preserved fruits were sold out, but Jiang Quan bought fifty kilograms of preserved fruits from elsewhere, including some candied fruits.
"Yingbao, we need to prepare more gift boxes. During the Chinese New Year and the holidays, they will definitely be more popular than now." Jiang Quan said while packing the preserved fruits: "He saw that there are gift boxes in other pastry shops. The pictures in the boxes are pretty good.
Looks good.”
He glanced at his little cousin: "I only write and don't draw, and the gift box is not festive at all."
Ying Bao said angrily: "He has never learned to draw, why don't I come?"
"He can't draw well." Jiang Quan sighed and suddenly turned to look at Jiang Cheng: "Brother, don't I know how to draw? I will draw from now on."
Jiang Chengcheng nodded: "He will try it first."
He once studied painting with his master for several years, but his master said that his paintings were dull, with bright colors and no spirituality, so he stopped painting much.
I started painting again, and I couldn't help but draw those flowers and birds with languid figures, which unexpectedly matched the gift box.
Jiang Quan picked up his eldest brother's painting and looked at it, and said in surprise: "It's better than the painting with the gift box in the pastry shop. Brother, from now on, all the drawings with the gift box will be handed over to me."
Jiang Cheng looked at the piles of bamboo boxes and wooden boxes and resolutely refused: "I can't paint!"
Occasionally, some paintings are very successful, but if I leave them to him alone, he will not be able to finish them without eating or drinking.
Drawing pictures is not like writing. You just write and it's done. Can you go through several steps including drawing, coloring, etc. If you can draw three pictures in one hour, it's considered good.
The hundreds of gift boxes piled up in the room required hundreds of drawings, and his scalp felt numb just thinking about it.
Ying Bao: "It's better to invite them. Students from Cuomian County School are good at calligraphy and painting. If you invite them to draw, it will definitely save time and effort."
Students should be able to draw the kind of auspicious pictures that have no soul, and they should be able to catch them easily.
When Jiang Quan heard this, he shook his head: "Those are not scholars, how could they draw that thing for me?"
"If you pay ten cents for each small fixed painting, there must be someone willing to do it."
Ying Bao: "If you don't believe me, I'll write an invitation and post it outside. I'll make sure someone comes to ask."
Jiang Quan didn't even think about it, so he found a piece of uncut paper and wrote on the front: Hire a painter to draw auspicious and wishful paintings, each with eight characters.
Then stick the piece of paper on the door.
At noon, several waves of students passed by the door of the store. They saw the invitation posted on the door, smiled at each other, and left one after another.
However, on the second day, there was indeed a scholar at the door, asking about the drawing.
After Jiang Quan finished speaking about his request, he saw the scholar and asked, "Does my family provide the pen, ink, paper, and paint?"
"That's not natural. But if it's damaged, you can't ask for compensation." Jiang Quan didn't want to take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He didn't draw a few pictures, so wouldn't it be a big loss?
The scholar nodded: "Young man is willing to give it a try."
Jiang Quan and his eldest brother looked at each other wrongly and said, "Then please follow him to the backyard to draw."
Shouldn't he give his pen, ink, paper and inkstone to a stranger to take away, and ask him to draw in a shop?
The scholar nodded, followed Jiang Quan to the backyard, and stood at a table in the east corridor.
The table was used by Yingbao, and there were pens, inks, paper, inkstones, and paints. I was doing drawings for scholars at that time.
The scholar was walking around in the chair next to the table, picked up the cut piece of paper, looked at it, picked up his pen and started to draw.
First, draw a picture of flowers blooming and a full moon, and a picture of peonies blooming in bronze, and then a picture of five sons passing the imperial examination, and a picture of having more than one year after year.
Generally, products are generally packaged in these four categories, and they will be labeled according to these four categories in the future.
The scholar draws very quickly, and the coloring is bold and bright. Although it has no artistic conception, it is already very good.
Jiang Quan nodded: "Yes, that's it. But you can't just draw, you also have to write."
"Draw it first and then write together." The scholar did not hesitate and drew several pictures in succession. When he had ten pictures, he began to write on the red areas of the painting.
Of course, it is not necessary to write poems and songs, but it is also necessary to write product introductions and names of places of origin.
It was not until dark that the scholar finally completed ten small pictures, received eighty coins from Jiang Quan, and went back to study in Cuomian County.
Jiang Quan looked through the ten small pictures with a pained expression, and muttered: "Then ten small pictures will cost eighty yuan, Yingbao, let's not draw pictures, or write."
Ying Bao: "I have to ask someone to write for me. He can't stay there forever. I'm afraid it won't be possible to rely on my eldest brother alone. The scholar is good at writing and painting, so it won't be a loss to use him."
"Oh, just use it." Jiang Quan didn't even think about it.
Collect the small picture and put it aside alone. Ask: "When will I go back to collect the golden ears, Ying Bao?"
He couldn't wait to put a batch of golden ears for sale in the store.
"I'll go back after Xiaojie takes a rest."
Yingbao didn't go to the county government office to visit Wu Daozi during that time. Firstly, the county magistrate Fan went away at the end of the year and had no time to receive her little child. Secondly, because she was going there herself, she didn't bother.
But her younger brother Xiaojie was going to sleep soon, so she had to pick him up and take him home.
Of course it is not a home in the countryside, but a home in Plum Blossom Lane.
Fast forward to September 15th, Jiang Quan drove his carriage to the county government office early in the morning to pick up his little cousin.
After picking up my cousin, I went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and meat and went back to make a big meal.
"Second brother, the teacher asked us what specialties are available in our shop. He wants to buy some and take them back to his hometown." Xiaojie asked his second cousin.
Jiang Quan's eyes lit up when he heard this, "That's a lot. Golden fungus and snow fungus are unique in our village. Besides, candied fruit and crispy chestnut cake are all specialties in our shop."
"Puff-skin chestnut cake?" Xiaojie heard about that snack for the first time and asked curiously: "Who made it? Is it delicious?"
Jiang Quan: “My sister made it, of course it’s delicious.”
In recent days, Ying Bao and Er Ni often go to the snack shop, and Zhu Qi seems to stay there for a long time while buying snacks.
Because Yingbao was young and they didn't pay much attention, she finally secretly learned how to make chestnut cake.
"She made a lot of chestnut cakes at home yesterday, and they were delicious. When I went back in the morning, I happened to bring some for my teacher to try."
Jiang Quan brought a lot of chestnuts from home, but he didn't know how to sell them.
At first, my little cousin came up with an idea and went to learn how to make puff pastry chestnut cake.
